238: Chapter 238 The Clingy Future Superstar

He sat down on the sofa and started playing with his phone.

After playing for a while, Chen Fan felt it was a bit boring, so he leaned against the back of the sofa, placed his phone on the coffee table, and closed his eyes for a moment.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of light footsteps came from the hallway.

Chen Fan opened his eyes and turned to look, his gaze freezing.

Naza walked out wearing pink pajamas, her hair draped over her shoulders, not yet completely dry. The damp ends of her hair had a few strands sticking to her cheeks, making her clean, makeup-free face appear even fairer.

The pajamas were a loose style, the soft fabric clinging to her body, outlining the young girl's full curves under the light.

Having just finished her shower, Naza looked even more beautiful than she did during the day.

Her lips were pink, and her skin was so white it seemed to glow. Her whole being was like a plump peach just fished out of the water, fresh and dewy, possessing a clean, untainted beauty.

Chen Fan couldn't help but take a second look.

Naza walked toward the sofa, her slippers making soft sounds on the floor.

When she reached the coffee table, she tripped over something underfoot—perhaps the edge of the rug, or maybe her slipper wasn't on securely.

Her body suddenly tilted, and she fell forward uncontrollably, heading straight for the corner of the coffee table.

Naza gave a light cry, her hands instinctively reaching out to brace herself, but it was too late.

Quick-witted and fast-acting, Chen Fan lunged from the sofa, caught her by the waist, and pulled her back.

His arm tightly encircled her waist, and both lost their balance, falling onto the sofa together.

Chen Fan was pressed against her, one hand braced on the sofa's armrest by her ear, the other still holding her waist.

Their eyes met, inches apart.

Naza's eyes widened slightly, her eyelashes trembling. Her gaze moved from Chen Fan's eyes to his lips, then back to his eyes.

A faint pink flush rose on her face, spreading from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, even tinting her neck with a shallow hue.

Her lips were slightly parted, her breathing light and hurried, her chest rising and falling with each breath. The scent of body wash diffused between them like a silent invitation.

Chen Fan looked at her, and Naza looked back at him; neither moved.

Then Chen Fan lowered his head and kissed her.

Naza did not dodge.

Her lips were soft and warm, with a hint of mint toothpaste mixed with the sweet fragrance of her body wash.

Her eyelashes fluttered briefly before she closed her eyes, her entire body relaxing.

After the kiss, Chen Fan lifted his head.

Naza opened her eyes, her face already a deep blush, red from her forehead down to her collarbone.

Her eyes were moist, as if covered by a thin mist, and her eyelashes were damp. She nestled there quietly, a look in her eyes that was hard to define.

Looking at her like this, Chen Fan's heart skipped a few beats. His voice lowered: "To the bedroom."

Naza didn't speak, only nodding gently.

Chen Fan stood up, bent over, and picked her up in a princess carry. Naza's arms naturally looped around his neck.

...

Early the next morning, Chen Fan opened his eyes, his arm feeling slightly numb.

Looking down, he saw Naza curled up in his arms, her face buried in his chest and her hair scattered across his shoulder. Her breathing was steady and long, like a curled-up sleeping cat.

He didn't move, afraid of waking her.

After a few minutes, Naza's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

She blinked dazed, as if she hadn't yet realized where she was, then lifted her head and met Chen Fan's gaze.

"Morning, Brother Fan." Her voice carried the soft sweetness of someone who had just woken up.

"Morning." Chen Fan leaned against the pillow, looking at her.

Naza propped herself up, the blanket sliding off her shoulders to reveal her white skin and collarbone.

She didn't mind at all, wrapping her arms directly around Chen Fan's neck and leaning in close. Her face pressed against his, and her nose nuzzled his cheek.

A hint of a smile flashed in Chen Fan's eyes. He hadn't expected the big star from his past life to have such a side in this life.

"Alright, now that you're awake, get up." Chen Fan patted her smooth back.

"I don't want to—" Naza shook her head.

"I have to go to the company in a bit," Chen Fan said. "There's food in the fridge—milk, bread, eggs. Just help yourself."

"Then when will you be back?" Naza poked her head out from the blanket and looked at him.

"Depends, probably tonight. If you get bored during the day, go out and walk around."

Naza pursed her lips and said nothing.

She rolled over to lie on her back and stretched her arms over her head, her movements careless and uninhibited.

"Brother Fan," she looked at him sideways, her tone a bit more serious, "can you come back earlier tonight? Eating alone is boring."

Chen Fan looked into her sparkling eyes, remained silent for a second, and then nodded. "Fine, I'll try."

A smile immediately bloomed on Naza's face, and she waved at him. "Then go quickly."

...

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Naza had to leave Chang'an and return to Xinjiang.

During these three days, Chen Fan had also experienced the charm of a girl from Xinjiang.

Passionate, direct, and straightforward.

But there was one downside—this girl was too clingy.

Of the two girls he was involved with, Lin Xi's indifferent personality goes without saying, and while Qiao Linlin was proactive and passionate, she wasn't as clingy as Naza.

No wonder there were rumors in his past life that she was a 'Love Brain.'

Perhaps it was because Chen Fan was her first man.

She had even developed a bit of a dependency on Chen Fan.

She even wanted to stay in Chang'an during this time until she got into the Arts Academy.

Chen Fan naturally wouldn't agree. Although he liked the girl quite a bit, he couldn't let her cling to him all the time.

Besides, even though she had passed the art exam, she still had the Academic Exams.

Staying in Chang'an and being lovey-dovey with him every day, how could she have the mind to study?

Furthermore, Naza was the spokesperson for Chen Fan's company's game. If Naza became famous, it would significantly boost the game's popularity.

But the prerequisite was that she had to enter the Beijing Film Academy first to have a chance at becoming famous.

So Chen Fan put on a stern face and said with a heavier tone, "Naza, if you don't go back and study hard, don't come looking for me in the future."

Naza was silent for a few seconds before lowering her head, her voice muffled. "Fine... I'll go back then."

After dropping Naza off at the airport, Chen Fan watched her figure disappear into the security gate, then turned back to his car.

He started the car and glanced at his phone. Naza had already sent a message a minute ago—likely right after passing through security.

"Brother Fan, I'll miss you." Followed by a kissing emoji.

Immediately after, another message popped up: "I'll call you when I arrive."

Chen Fan looked at the message, the corners of his mouth curving slightly as he typed a few words: "Okay, stay safe on the road."

Then he clicked send, placed the phone on the passenger seat, stepped on the gas, and drove out of the parking lot.