Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

Shi Jun's right hand, which was placed on the table, was wrapped by a pair of warm and soft hands, and was touched uncomfortably.

In my ears was Xu Dai's drunken whisper.

As if under a spell of immobilization, his whole body was stiff and unable to move.

Li Sheng clenched his knife as he looked at the two people at the last table who were behaving intimately.

The conversation between Li Cheng and Ji Yinghe was like a sharp thorn that pierced his heart.

"Xu Dai is... teasing Shi Jun?"

Ji Yinghe shook his head: "What you said is harsh. It is clearly a little hobby for adults. If Shi Jun is not happy, Xu Dai should be lying on the ground waiting for someone to carry him."

Li Cheng turned around and poked the steak hard with his fork, thinking that Xu Dai was a playboy.

Even though I touched his muscles last time, he's always flirting with other girls outside.

Song Xun had no idea that someone was whispering about him behind his back, and all he could see was Shi Jun's handsome face.

His head was dizzy and he could only feel Shi Jun was shaking. He leaned closer and said angrily, "Don't move."

The breath with the smell of alcohol hit his face. Shi Jun turned his head slightly, not looking at his misty eyes, and said calmly:

"You're drunk. I'll take you back to your room."

His composure was broken the next moment.

Song Xun wasn't listening to him at all. His two restless hands changed their target and followed his heart to hold Shi Jun's face.

His fingers moved lightly and landed on the light-colored teardrop mole that he had longed for.

He had had this idea for a long time. At this moment, his eyes curved with joy, and he did not forget to respond to Shi Jun: "I'm not drunk, I don't drink."

Shi Jun unconsciously exerted force on the table's edge, his heartbeat quickening and ringing in his ears.

He has a bad temper and doesn't like to talk to people. Even his fans seem to be afraid of him. Other fans can't wait to pounce on their idols and ask for autographs and photos, but when it comes to him, the attitude changes and he seems inexplicably restrained.

Xu Dai was the first person who dared to behave frivolously towards him.

Shi Jun knew that he should push Xu Dai away, but looking at his eyes that were smiling like crescent moons, his body felt like he was drunk and out of control.

In other words, he was condoning Xu Dai's approach.

Shi Jun was shocked by his own thoughts, and heat surged up in waves.

Song Xun was the first to feel the heat in his palm and moved closer in surprise: "You are blushing."

Shi Jun grabbed his wrist, suddenly stood up from his chair, and left quickly after saying something.

"I'm going back to my room first."

Looking at Shi Jun's leaving back, Song Xun pursed his lips unhappily. There was a sound of a chair moving, and Li Cheng came over.

"Oh, I'm still reluctant to give it up."

Song Xun's attention was diverted. He didn't pay attention to what Li Cheng said, but was only interested in his face.

I became excited again after recovering from the disappointment caused by the handsome guy's sudden departure.

He raised his hand and grabbed the arm of the person in front of him, not letting go, and said drunkenly, "Handsome guy, another one."

Li Cheng was speechless, rolled his eyes and said: "Can you be more reserved?"

Song Xun could no longer hold back and tried to use the same old trick again, but was stopped by Ji Yinghe who arrived in time.

"Just focus on your teammates and don't push your luck."

Just as Ji Yinghe finished speaking, he saw Song Xun looking up and looking at him pitifully, and he couldn't help but soften his heart.

Xu Dai's appearance gives him a natural advantage in this regard.

He let go awkwardly: "Come on, I'll take you back."

Ji Yinghe relaxed his guard, and as soon as he let go, Xu Dai attacked him directly.

"My hair - stop pulling, let go -"

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

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Shi Jun slammed the door in a hurry and leaned against it, the heat on his face still not fading.

His heartbeat was like a drum and he couldn't calm down, so he paced back and forth in the room.

He threw off the quilt and fell on the bed with his head covered.

After calming down for a while, he suddenly sat up straight and sneered.

Xu Dai really liked him. He pretended not to care during the day just to lure him in.

She exposed herself after just one drink, and she was so proactive, staring at him and unable to take her eyes off him.

Shi Jun's expression changed several times, he wasn't sure whether to accept or refuse. He didn't come here to find a partner, and he didn't have that idea for the time being.

But it’s not a good idea to reject Xu Dai directly. He loves to cry so much. What if I really make him cry?

"Open the door quickly." The knock on the door outside interrupted Shi Jun's deep meditation. He got up and opened the door, and saw Xu Dai being supported by Ji Yinghe.

He took the person over instinctively.

Seemingly completely drunk, Xu Dai closed his eyes and waved his hands around for a few times, finally finding the right position and hooking them around his neck.

The distance is too close.

Shi Jun tightened his grip on Xu Dai's waist and his heart skipped a beat.

Ji Yinghe tidied up her messy clothes and hair, and couldn't stand it anymore and said to him, "You keep an eye on him, and don't let him go out tonight."

"Thank you for sending him back." Shi Jun closed the door with one hand, not realizing that he had brought Xu Dai to his side. Naturally, he thanked Ji Yinghe on his behalf.

The sound of the door closing woke up the person in my arms. His moist, black eyes looked around with confusion, as if he was wondering how he had moved to another place.

Completely drunk.

Shi Jun helped him walk towards the bed and was about to put him down, but he smelled alcohol and stopped.

Still unable to accept the act of lying on the bed while drunk, he pulled the man into the bathroom.

After venting his madness, Song Xun fell into power-saving mode, sitting quietly on the toilet, staring at the floor tiles in a daze.

Seeing this, Shi Jun felt relieved and walked out of the bathroom. He opened Xu Dai's cabinet and took out her pajamas. When he was closing the cabinet, he paused, hesitated for a moment, and then opened the drawer inside.

He raised his hand, picked up a pair of underwear, and stuffed it into his pajamas.

In the bathroom, Song Xun still maintained the same posture without moving.

Shi Jun put the clothes on the rack and pointed them out to him: "Change your clothes first, can you do it yourself?"

Song Xun was a little slow to react. He looked slowly in the direction Shi Jun pointed and nodded.

Seeing that he was still conscious, Shi Jun felt relieved. He turned around, closed the door, and went downstairs to make a glass of lemonade.

When I came up again, Song Xun hadn't come out yet.

"Haven't you changed yet?"

There was no response from Xu Dai from inside, but instead there was the sound of flowing water.

Shi Jun realized something, frowned and knocked on the bathroom door twice.

"Don't take a shower right after drinking. Change your clothes quickly and come out."

Still no one responded.

Shi Jun wandered outside. Five minutes later, he knocked on the door twice more, with more force.

"If you don't come out I'll go in."

It was so quiet inside that even the slightest sound of flowing water disappeared.

Fearing that an accident might have happened, Shi Jun no longer hesitated and directly opened the bathroom door.

A burst of warm steam hit my face. In the bathtub facing the door, Song Xun had one smooth arm resting on the edge of the bathtub. His hair was wet and hung under his eyes. His head was tilted on his arm.

Transparent water vapor condensed on each of the distinct eyelashes.

The exposed round shoulders and the bent back were steaming with heat and had a faint peach hue.

The visual impact of this scene stunned Shi Jun and he forgot what to do.

He was completely confused and turned his head away in panic.

Maybe the water vapor is too thick and I can't even breathe smoothly.

Shi Jun took a breath, closed his eyes and took a step forward. Something seemed to have been rubbed off the sink and fell to the ground.

He had no time to care, as his hands groped for the towel and quickly pulled it off.

Song Xun, who was lying on the bathtub, was awakened by the noise of someone falling to the ground. Just as he opened his eyes, a large bath towel was covered over his head.

Everything went dark before his eyes and he began to struggle in dissatisfaction, trying to pull the thing off his head.

Shi Jun tilted his head, not daring to open his eyes. He only felt a smooth piece of skin under his hand, and his face instantly became hot. He shouted loudly to stop it.

"Don't move! Don't move, do you hear me?"

The drunk Song Xuncai didn't listen to him and stubbornly tried to pull off the bath towel draped over his body, which directly made Shi Jun anxious.

With his body suspended in the air, the moment he felt weightlessness, Song Xun calmed down and no longer clung to the bath towel. He hooked his two wet arms around Shi Jun's neck.

After a while of unsteady swaying, he was stuffed into the quilt.

Shi Jun tucked the two corners of the quilt tightly, fearing that he would move again.

Shi Jun's body was wet in large areas, some of which were rubbed by Song Xun and some were from his own sweat.

"I'm going to take a shower first. You have to change my clothes before I come out."

After saying that, he quickly withdrew his hand, turned his back to Song Xun, took out clothes from the closet and threw them on his bed, then took his own clothes from the closet next door and quickly walked into the bathroom.

As soon as the door closed, Shi Jun took a breath, as if he had just finished a 42-kilometer marathon. His body suddenly relaxed and he no longer had the energy.

After wiping his hair back, Shi Jun turned on the shower head somewhat exhaustedly. He tilted his head back and let the cold water shower on him for a while before he felt himself recovering.

After taking a shower, he dawdled for almost ten minutes before opening the door.

I asked cautiously, "Are you dressed?"

Song Xun was drunk and felt lazy. He didn't want to talk and looked outside the bathroom with a slightly interested look.

Shi Jun seemed to have a stiff neck, and his neck was twisted towards the wall. After a moment of silence, he tentatively glanced at the bed inside.

His eyes met Song Xun, who was neatly dressed and sitting at the head of the bed.

"You're awake and don't talk." Shi Jun relaxed instantly and complained unhappily.

Song Xun followed him with his eyes but didn't want to speak.

This behavior lasted for more than ten minutes. Shi Jun turned off the hair dryer and turned back: "Why do you keep looking at me?"

Still silent.

Shi Jun sighed, unplugged the plug, walked towards Song Xun, and worked tirelessly to blow the man's hair.

The temperature and wind speed were just right, his hair was being gently ruffled by fingers, Song Xun squinted his eyes, sat swaying from side to side, and mumbled something.

Shi Jun couldn't hear what he said clearly, so he spoke to himself: "You feel comfortable now, so I have to serve you."

He has been pampered since he was young, so it is good enough that he does not order others around. Who would dare to trouble him?

Song Xun took it for granted, shook his head and didn't listen.

When he pulled out the plug after blow-drying his hair, Shi Jun discovered the book on top, which was the source of his embarrassment today.

Throwing the hair dryer aside, he began to search around the house and finally found the script on the table.

Shi Jun returned to Song Xun and sat face to face with him on their respective beds, with serious expressions.

"See? This is the script that my agent brought over. It's not mine." He waved the script towards Song Xun, then picked up the book on the bedside table and shook it. "This is an adaptation of the original novel. I don't read this kind of stuff."

He emphasized the last sentence and continued, "This is my job, you know."

Song Xun stared at him blankly, his eyes following the movements of his hands.

Shi Jun: "If you don't want to say anything, just nod your head."

Song Xun was still easy to talk to at this time, so he nodded. Shi Jun thought he was quite funny, like a soft teddy bear on a string, and couldn't help laughing.

Leaning against the bed with his hands behind his head, his tone was relaxed and comfortable: "I know you don't want to break up with me, don't be embarrassed."

"If you cooperate a little more in the next points race, you still have a chance of winning."

"Don't choose anyone else for me. Just be quiet."

"And you and that Li Cheng..."

After the only living thing that could move lay down, Song Xun withdrew his gaze without interest. He felt a buzzing in his ears, as if there were mosquitoes and flies fighting.

Lie down with your ears covered.

After talking to himself for a long time, Shi Jun sat up and took a look. Song Xun had fallen asleep long ago, with half of his face tucked into the quilt, his brows slightly furrowed because of the noise.

Shi Jun snorted coldly and stood up uncomfortably: "Sleeping like a pig."

The white and tender little piglets cannot be woken up even by thunder.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside, one in front and one behind. Ji Yinghe had already returned to the room, so it was most likely Li Sheng and Gu Changqing who were outside.

Shi Jun thought about it and still felt it was not safe, so he got up and went out.

Li Sheng followed Gu Changqing upstairs and suddenly saw him stop. He looked out and saw Shi Jun standing in the corridor.

He was wearing grey satin pajamas, and even though they were home clothes, they could not hide the unbridled aura in him, which was so dazzling that it did not know how to restrain itself.

"Li Sheng, can I talk to you about something?"

The moment he heard his name being read out by Shi Jun, Li Sheng couldn't control his excitement and nodded: "Of course."

He said to Gu Changqing who was waiting on the side and had not left: "You go back to your room first, I will go back later."

Gu Changqing glanced at the two of them and walked away.

The second floor is the private area for guests and there are no cameras installed. With the sound of the door of the room opening and closing, Li Sheng and Shi Jun were the only ones left in the corridor.

Shi Jun's deep and pleasant voice sounded above his head: "I want to ask you for something."

All the fans who follow him know that Shi Jun never asks for help from others, but now, he used such a word in a gentle tone.

Li Sheng lowered her head, feeling excited and expectant. She blushed and said, "Just tell me directly. I will definitely promise you what I can do."

Hearing him say this, Shi Jun's eyes lit up with joy. Li Sheng was easier to talk to than he had imagined.

"Then I'll be frank. If you win the final points race, can you please not choose me?"

The emotions in Li Sheng's eyes changed from anticipation to shock, and finally to embarrassment in an instant.

He looked up at Shi Jun, his eyes red: "You called me just to say this?"

Why did she start crying while talking? Shi Jun was puzzled: "Yes." What else could he say.

Li Sheng took a step back as if he had been hit, completely unable to control his emotions. He ran away from Shi Jun, opened the door and slammed it shut.

Shi Jun, who was left alone in the corridor, was still lost in thought.

He didn't give a definite answer as to whether he agreed or not.

It seems that it is safer to rely on myself.