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

Song Xun's unilateral cold war with Shi Jun lasted less than two days, because it was time to regroup for the third time.

The moment the program team notified the selection of new teammates, Shi Jun pulled out Song Xun who was gathered at the back of the crowd.

The sky collapsed in an instant.

Li Sheng also started his choice. Without any hesitation, he chose Gu Changqing. They smiled at each other. The scene was harmonious and warm.

In the end, Li Cheng and Ji Yinghe automatically formed a team. It can be seen that Ji Yinghe was very satisfied with this result.

At noon, he started urging Songxun to pack up and move room.

Li Cheng paced back and forth in the room, very anxious about having to team up with Ji Yinghe again.

When Song Xun said goodbye to him, Li Cheng had already imagined himself and Song Xun as a pair of star-crossed lovers who were forced to separate, each with no control over their own destiny.

After going out, Song Xun walked with heavy steps, dragging his suitcase and was about to knock on the door opposite, but the door opened automatically.

It seemed like Shi Jun had been waiting behind the door for a long time. The tall man was blocking the way inside, so Song Xun couldn't get in, so he looked up at him.

Shi Jun reached out and took his suitcase, then took two steps back.

Looking at the open door, Song Xun felt that it was a dangerous place and his life or death would be in the hands of God once he entered.

Seeing that he was still not coming in, Shi Jun took a step closer. Song Xun reacted greatly: "Don't move."

Shi Jun paused, the expectant smile between his eyebrows faded: "Are you so unwilling to see me?"

Song Xun didn't even look at him: "Give me back my suitcase."

"It's just a simple favor." Shi Jun flexibly applied Song Xun's previous words, "It's normal for teammates to cooperate with each other and show some concern."

Song Xun said nothing and showed no intention of compromising.

The atmosphere was tense for a moment.

Shi Jun was somewhat shocked. He let go of the suitcase and took a step back.

Song Xun then took a step forward and as soon as he came in, he found that his original bed had been replaced with new sheets and quilt covers. The grey silk material was obviously from the same series as Shi Jun's bedding next door.

He began to have a headache.

Shi Jun raised the corner of his mouth, as if to take credit: "I made the bed for you in advance."

Looking at the same four-piece sets on the two beds, Song Xun felt it was weird no matter how he looked at it: "I'm still used to sleeping on the same sheets. Thank you, but I won't need it next time."

After being splashed with a basin of cold water, Shi Jun's mouth drooped.

Seeing Song Xun squatting on the ground packing the things in the suitcase, he stepped forward to help. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Song Xun moved the suitcase to another place, as if he was some kind of monster.

His face was full of alertness: "No, I can do it myself."

It was the first time that Shi Jun felt such obvious disdain. He laughed in anger: "Don't be nervous. I can go out now."

After the door was closed, Song Xun relaxed a little. He slowly put his things into the cabinet. After two minutes, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the door.

It felt a little awkward again.

Did he just go a little too far?

After realizing what he was thinking, Song Xun shook his head violently. It was obviously Shi Jun who went too far first, and he should reflect on what he was thinking about.

After packing up, Song Xun lay down on the bed and prepared to take a nap.

There was a faint cold fragrance on the quilt, it was the scent I smelled from beside him when I first met him, the smell of melting ice and snow in winter.

He felt like he would be unable to sleep. The smell was very light, but he could not help but associate it with its owner.

Thinking of this, Song Xun turned over and fell into a sound sleep within two minutes.

Even the sound of the door opening was not disturbing.

Shi Jun walked lightly, looked at the figure lying on his side with half of his face hidden in the quilt and his back to him, slowly approached, and finally squatted down.

Xu Dai wouldn't let him get close to her when she was awake, so he could only get close to her when she was sleeping.

Shi Jun felt a little sad, so he raised his hand and pinched Xu Dai's face to vent his anger, but his movements were very gentle.

The soft and smooth touch made him not want to let go. He suddenly spread out his hands and measured Xu Dai's face. He was surprised to find that Xu Dai's face was only the size of his palm.

Shi Jun's heart softened, and he measured them with great pleasure, sometimes gently fiddling with his eyelashes, sometimes poking his face.

Song Xun felt like there was a mosquito buzzing while he was sleeping, disturbing his sweet dreams.

He grumbled in dissatisfaction, turned over in annoyance, and kicked the quilt off.

Shi Jun stopped and held his breath unconsciously. He relaxed when he saw that the person was not awake and then moved to the opposite side of the bed.

I picked up the remote control and turned it up two degrees.

Shi Jun used to do this often. Xu Dai didn't like to cover himself with a quilt when he slept, and the air-conditioning in the room was turned on high. He took advantage of his youth to squander his body, not knowing that he would have a lot of problems when he got older.

Shi Jun was very conscious of his health.

He did not dare to be so presumptuous this time. He just stared at Xu Dai in a daze, and a sense of satisfaction and happiness suddenly emerged in his heart.

He had never liked someone so much before. In the past, he would sneer at the plots in scripts about infatuated men and women who were deeply in love. He never expected that one day he would experience it himself and plunge headfirst into it.

It would be even better if I could see Xu Dai every day when I open my eyes.

Shi Jun propped up his head and fell into reverie about a beautiful life in the future, with a smile on his lips.

There was no sign that the person on the bed was about to wake up.

After living at Li Cheng's place for a week, Song Xun had gotten used to the low setting of the air conditioner. He could feel the temperature rising continuously while he was sleeping, and he tugged at his clothes in annoyance.

Two buttons were undone and the collar was open to the sides.

Song Xun opened his eyes uncomfortably, and the first scene he saw was Shi Jun squatting at the head of his bed with a strange smile on his lips.

This frightened him greatly. His heart, which had just woken up, began beating wildly and fragilely. He sat up suddenly from the bed, looked down, and found that two buttons were unbuttoned for no reason.

Seeing Shi Jun smiling strangely, Song Xun quickly jumped down from the other side of the bed with a look of shock and anger.

"You, you are a hooligan."

The incident happened in just a brief moment. Shi Jun opened his mouth slightly and his eyes fell on Song Xun's collar, which had been opened at some point.

It was hard to defend himself: "I didn't."

Song Xun didn't want to hear what he had to say at all, and rushed out like an angry calf.

The man was left alone, standing there in a daze, feeling full of grievance.

It’s really hard to explain.

He was the one squatting at the head of someone else's bed, and he was also the one smiling radiantly. He couldn't find any angle to argue.

After Song Xun walked out of the door, he didn't know where to go for a moment. He was in such a hurry that he didn't even change into his pajamas.

He felt that this couldn't go on any longer, someone had to punish Shi Jun, he had gone too far.

Song Xun's courage grew as his mind got hot, and he resolutely walked towards the director's studio behind the holiday home.

He still remembered that the last time he punished Shi Junzhi by cleaning, the director made Shi Junzhi obedient with just a few words. If we talk about who is the most powerful person in the entire program team, it can only be the director.

Songxun decided to file a complaint.

The program crew outside were very surprised to see Song Xun.

Song Xun explained his purpose: "I want to find the director."

"I'll call him for you." The staff member agreed readily, invited him to sit down in a very nice manner, and poured him a glass of water.

Song Xun realized it later and felt a little nervous, so he thanked him softly.

For some reason, he always felt that the people here were a little too enthusiastic towards him.

Soon, Song Xun was invited in and met the director of the show for the first time.

He was not the serious and stern image he had in mind. He looked more like an easy-going elder next door, an uncle who would give candies to the younger ones when passing by.

"Sit down." Shi Hefeng said gently, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Song Xun sat down somewhat awkwardly, and unsurely put forward his request: "Can I live in a separate room from Shi Jun?"

Shi Hefeng raised his eyebrows and poured a cup of tea for the somewhat nervous Song Xun: "Can you tell me the reason?"

Compared to how ruthlessly he treated his own son, he is obviously much more talkative now.

Song Xun was about to tell tales when he suddenly stopped.

Start thinking about a question, can this be said?

After all, Shi Jun is a public figure. If it were to be revealed that he was a hooligan, wouldn't that be the end of his reputation? But it doesn't seem that necessary.

Song Xun's face turned red with confusion. Shi Hefeng glanced at his pajamas and roughly guessed the situation. He spoke:

"Each team lives in the same room. Suddenly dividing the rooms will seem too special. So, I will talk to Shi Jun. If his problems are not corrected, I will divide your rooms again."

The director was so understanding. Song Xun stood up gratefully: "Thank you, Director."

On the other side, Shi Jun, who was still in a state of panic in the room, received a call from his father.

At the beginning, I was criticized harshly.

"Can you please behave yourself, kid? Is this how you chase someone? You deserve to fail."

"Respect, respect! Do you know how to respect others? Is she your partner? Stop being such a scoundrel. If I were like you, you wouldn't even have a chance to be born."

"If you don't behave yourself, don't blame me for turning my back on you."

He didn't even give Shi Jun a chance to speak. He just chatted a lot and hung up the phone.

"What did I do?" Shi Jun muttered to himself while staring at his phone.

He fell on the bed in frustration, unable to express his grievances.

What's going on every day?

In the evening, it was time for the signing meeting after the team division.

Ji Yinghe was the first to step forward and drew the sea yacht KTV.

Li Sheng probably has some inextricable connection with the restaurant as he drew the same date place again.

Song Xun dawdled until the last one to go on stage. He was not very happy to participate in this session and prayed that he could draw some sparse and ordinary date spots.

When he unfolded it, he was stunned.

Experience the atmosphere of a VIP king-size room for one night.

As soon as the word "atmosphere" appeared, Song Xun felt bad.

"In one hour, please arrive at the meeting place on time." The staff member did not give the guests a chance to respond and walked away with the lottery tools.

Everyone started to prepare for the next date.

After changing her clothes, Ji Yinghe sat down next to Song Xun, sprayed herself with perfume twice, and asked, "Are you going to clean up?"

Song Xun shook his head.

"Do you hate Shi Jun?" Ji Yinghe asked again.

Song Xun thought about it and shook his head.

He rarely hates someone, but he couldn't describe his feelings towards Shi Jun.

As he was thinking, a faint scent of perfume came over. It was a very special smell, a type he had never come across before, an indescribable warm scent of grass and trees.

Song Xun glanced at the perfume bottle in Ji Yinghe's hand. There was no label on it.

"Does it smell good? I mixed it myself." Ji Yinghe's eyes flashed with sarcasm, and his attitude was a little strange.

Song Xun just felt that the fragrance was special and rare, but in response to Ji Yinghe's question, he nodded.

The next second, the perfume sprayed towards him several times, and the indescribable warm fragrance immediately permeated his whole body.

Song Xun began to feel that the fragrance was too strong, rushing straight to the tip of his nose, making him feel a little dizzy.

Ji Yinghe stood up and patted Song Xun on the shoulder: "I have to go first, I hope you have a good date tonight."

If he doesn't hate it, then he likes it. He doesn't mind helping out a little.

Ji Yinghe calls his newly formulated perfume a dating artifact, and added some spices that can easily arouse love. Originally, he was going to use it to tease Li Cheng, the dullard, tonight, but he couldn't bear to see the two of them being awkward anymore, so he gave some to her as a gift as a friendship gift.

He doesn't want to team up with Gu Changqing anymore, so it's better to lock on to these two as soon as possible and not try to break up the team.

Song Xun waited until the last minute to get up and go to the only room on the third floor.

I opened the door and it was just as I imagined.

——Not very serious.

There is a large bathtub in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, rose petals scattered on the ground, and red wine and fragrance on the table.

There was dim lighting and only one big bed.

Not only is the room not serious, the show is not serious either.

Song Xun took a long time to think before stepping in. With a click, the frosted bathroom door inside opened.

Shi Jun came out wearing only a bathrobe.

He and Songxun squeezed in the aisle of the room.

Shi Hefeng's words today finally worked. Shi Jun didn't intend to do anything. What he should do now is to restrain himself and step back, respecting Xu Dai's wishes and emotions.

But for some reason, I just couldn't move my feet.

In the enclosed space, a faint warm fragrance floats around, stirring up people's deepest emotions.

Shi Jun felt inexplicably hot and uncontrollably. He lowered his head following the scent and sniffed Song Xun's neck, his voice slightly hoarse.

"You smell so good."

As Shi Jun approached with the coolness of water vapor, his low and hoarse voice made Song Xun tremble, and he felt inexplicably upset.

He pushed Shi Jun aside, went inside and opened the window.

The cool evening breeze dispelled some of the beauty in the room, but could not dispel the stuffiness in the body.

Song Xun tried his best not to look at Shi Jun, who was only wearing a bathrobe. He stood in front of the window with his back to the window, feeling a little helpless, not knowing what to do.

Shi Jun's eyes fell on the red tips of his ears, and he couldn't help but slowly walk closer.

A hand tentatively took Songxun's hand that was hanging by the window, but it was quickly thrown away. He tried again, but this time he didn't give Songxun a chance.

He took her hand and pressed it against his chest, his voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of deliberate temptation.

"My heart is beating fast because of you."

The dim light was half bright and half dark, outlining his deep eyebrows, handsome features, slender figure and long legs reaching the ground.

It was very unfair to look at Song Xun with lowered eyebrows and focused and serious expression.

Shi Jun knows how to use his advantages.

The thin bathrobe did not provide any insulation. Facing such beauty, Song Xun could not resist the temptation in his heart. The trembling heartbeat in his palm synchronized and resonated with his own gradually accelerating heartbeat.

He looked up blankly and looked at Shi Jun, forgetting to pull his hand away.