After entering the dormitory and putting away their luggage, Song Jianchu scanned the room. There were two separate beds, just like a hotel’s standard twin room.
Song Jianchu remained calm and composed.
“Nothing much,” he thought.
Mu Ye took off his jacket and spoke with delight, “It’s great that it’s just the two of us.”
Song Jianchu remained silent.
He needed to brace himself.
Mu Ye hung both of their jackets in the closet and looked at the two beds against the wall. “Which side do you want to sleep on?” he asked.
“I’m fine with either side.” Song Jianchu opened his suitcase and took out his pajamas.
“How about you sleep on the same side as me?” Mu Ye looked at him and said naturally, “Although it might be a bit cramped, you can hold me all night.”
Song Jianchu’s eyes widened, but he remained calm. “I’ll sleep on the right side.”
Mu Ye sighed regretfully, “If you regret it in the middle of the night, you can come over anytime. Don’t worry about disturbing me.”
“Okay.” Song Jianchu cooperated with his overly enthusiastic lover and walked towards the bathroom. “I’ll go wash up first.”
“Take your time, no rush,” Mu Ye sat on the bed and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, lazily propping himself up with his arms. “It’s been years since I’ve studied so hard. I’ll rest for a bit.”
Mu Ye’s fingers were slender and fair. As he slowly undid the buttons, his shirt collar opened up a bit more, revealing his sharp collarbone and a mole that was usually hidden, making him even more enticing.
It was a completely normal gesture, but when done by this person, it was like an intentional seduction.
Suddenly, the room was filled with an ambiguous and seductive atmosphere.
Mu Ye suddenly looked up and smiled inexplicably. “Why haven’t you gone in yet?” he asked.
Song Jianchu, who was standing at the bathroom door with his pajamas, was stunned by the question.
Realizing his absent-minded staring had been noticed, Song Jianchu’s face instantly turned red. It was a completely unintentional act of observation, but now the person involved had noticed…
Song Jianchu’s face was burning, and he bit his lip before rushing into the bathroom.
Mu Ye watched the rare sight of Song Jianchu being flustered and couldn’t help but laugh softly, squinting his eyes.
What should have been a ten-minute shower ended up dragging on for half an hour.
Mu Ye changed into his pajamas and waited for a long time. The sound of running water from the bathroom never stopped.
Worried that the person inside might faint from the heat, Mu Ye came up with an excuse to knock on the door. “I had Jiaming bring some pajamas over. When you come out, choose whichever one you want and see which one you feel like wearing today.”
Perhaps still feeling awkward, the person inside spoke very softly, “Thank you, but I’ll just wear my own.”
Mu Ye suppressed his urge to laugh and tried to use a normal tone of voice. “I brought some slippers for both of us, and they’re at the bathroom door for you.”
The person inside responded slowly, “Oh…”
Another ten minutes passed.
With their experience of living together for a few days, including recording a variety show together, Song Jianchu’s shower time was four times longer than usual. Worried that something might have happened to him inside, Mu Ye leaned against the bathroom wall.
When the male finally came out, he looked like a small lobster, naturally putting on the slippers that were placed at the bathroom door, avoiding Mu Ye’s gaze. He calmly said, “You can go ahead and shower now.”
As soon as the small lobster came out of the steamer, he went to the refrigerator to find water to drink. His reddish body seemed to still emit steam.
It was so amusing that Mu Ye couldn’t bear to look away, feeling an itch in his heart.
Mu Ye stood up straight and looked at the boy’s pinkish and fair face and ears. “Are you okay? Is the water too hot?”
Song Jianchu tossed the empty bottle into the trash bin. “It’s okay. I didn’t adjust the water temperature properly.”
Mu Ye nodded.
His gaze fixed on the boy’s cute, red ears, and he lightly bit his lip.
So cute.
Feeling the intense gaze, Song Jianchu turned his head and met Mu Ye’s deep gray eyes behind him. He looked a bit dazed for a moment and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Mu Ye hooked his lips, looking particularly gentle. “I put the pajamas on your bed.”
Song Jianchu looked towards the full set of pajamas on the bed and his eyes unconsciously lit up. “Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it.” Mu Ye reluctantly took his gaze back. “I’m going to take a shower now.”
Song Jianchu nodded. “Okay.”
“I’ll hug you when I’m done.” Mu Ye blinked. “I brought a really good-smelling shower gel, wait for me.”
Song Jianchu replied, “Okay.”
Mu Ye entered the bathroom, and soon the sound of running water could be heard.
Song Jianchu rubbed his wet hair in frustration and took a deep breath. “Damn it…”
Was he under some kind of spell just now? Why did he keep staring?
He felt stupid.
After half a minute of self-reflection, Song Jianchu looked down at the slippers on his feet. They were a special edition he had never seen before.
His mood improved a bit.
Song Jianchu lazily walked to the bed, picked up the pajamas one by one, and carefully packed them in his suitcase.
There would be no date night tonight.
Taking advantage of the fact that his lover hadn’t finished showering yet, the sponsor quickly got into bed and fell asleep.
Ten minutes later, Mu Ye came out of the bathroom.
“I’m done.”
“Do you want to hug standing up or sitting down?”
“If you feel tired, we can lie down on the bed…”
Mu Ye’s voice paused.
He slowly walked to the bedside, lowered his head to look at the already asleep boss, reached out to turn off the main light in the room, leaving only a bedside night light.
Mu Ye sat down by the bed and watched the boy’s long and slender eyelashes tremble slightly in his sleep.
After watching for a while, Mu Ye gently reached out his hand and gently brushed the messy hair on the boy’s forehead. He slowly leaned down with one hand supporting the bed, and gave the boss a goodnight kiss.
Finally, he pulled up the quilt and stood up, saying, “Goodnight, my little cutie.”
At some unknown time, Song Jianchu frowned as he dreamed of being licked on the face by a fox. Suddenly, his phone vibrated and woke him up.
He grabbed his phone with closed eyes and answered hoarsely, “Hello?”
It was the editor of the program group who urgently notified him, “Principal, there’s a big problem! The international class A students have collectively skipped class!”
Song Jianchu opened his eyes to check the time and frowned, “When did this happen?”
“Just now. The dormitory supervisor conducted a surprise check and found that not a single international class A student was in the dormitory tonight. Those students bribed their dormmates who were on duty. The teachers have already urgently checked the surveillance cameras and found that the entire class climbed over the wall together after school.”
“The reason for skipping class has also been figured out. It’s because the son of F Real Estate in the class was celebrating his birthday today.”
“They have already taken a private plane to an island and are currently celebrating on a yacht with this classmate. They may not come back until tomorrow… The birthday boy just posted on Weibo.”
Being woken up in the middle of the night, Song Jianchu emitted a strong low pressure as he sat up and opened Weibo, “What’s the Weibo account?”
The editor gave him the Weibo account.
Song Jianchu quickly found that post.
[Han Tian is a big handsome man: Thanks dad for the birthday gift, I got my first yacht in my life [yacht], and celebrated with my classmates on my new toy! [picture][picture][picture][picture]]
The photos showed a luxurious yacht bikini party, with a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old young people drinking champagne and setting off fireworks on the yacht, which was quite lively.
The editor of the program group said with a headache, “This sudden incident is too serious, and the school is finding it difficult to handle. Our filming may have to be temporarily suspended.”
Song Jianchu got out of bed swiftly, opened the wardrobe and took out his clothes, and said lightly, “It won’t come to that.”
The editor of the program group asked, “What do you mean?”
He understood instantly and became excited, “Are you going to catch them?”
Mu Ye also woke up and sat up, silently asking with his eyes what had happened.
“No.” The new principal had already changed his clothes, put on a black duckbill cap, and sneered coldly, “It’s such a good day, I’m going to give them my blessings.”