Jealous Much??

Duan Xun seemed to be enjoying this feeling. A pleased smile hung at the corners of his lips, and he greeted everyone with an easygoing manner, without any airs.

Someone gave Shen Qing a push. "Go say hello."

As if waking from a dream, Shen Qing stepped forward and said somewhat awkwardly, "Brother Xun, why are you here? Did you come to visit the set?"

Duan Xun's gaze fell on him as he smiled. "Yeah, I came to visit the set."

As he spoke, Song Mingzhou did not know whether it was an illusion, but he felt Duan Xun's gaze brush over him intermittently and linger for several seconds.

Scumbag!

Chatting and laughing with someone else while still stringing him along—could he be another Gu Yanting?

Song Mingzhou furrowed his brows tightly.

Damn it.

Duan Xun pressed his lips together.

Seeing his delighted expression, Shen Qing brightened as well. "Oh, right, Brother Xun, why did you suddenly decide to visit the set? Why didn't you tell me?"

He naturally moved closer.

Duan Xun curved his lips. "I just heard you talking about borrowing money, owing money, and lacking boundaries. What happened?"

That question made things rather awkward.

Everyone present exchanged looks, none of them knowing how to answer. After all, this involved Gu Yanting, someone they could not afford to offend.

And Shen Qing, the male lead, was involved too.

Duan Xun swept his gaze around the room before it finally landed on Song Mingzhou, whose face was dark. He raised a brow. "You. Tell me."

Song Mingzhou: ...

He did that on purpose!!

Song Mingzhou took a deep breath and replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Oh, it's nothing. Gu Yanting owes me money, and I asked him to pay me back. Shen Qing got jealous and thought I was harassing his boyfriend, so he said I had no sense of boundaries and didn't want to pay me back."

Shen Qing: "..."

Everyone else: "..."

His tone was overflowing with resentment. Before he had even finished speaking, Shen Qing wanted to interrupt him, but seeing that Duan Xun was listening with great interest, he held himself back.

Song Mingzhou raised his head and looked directly at Duan Xun. "That's all. Does Teacher Duan also think I have no sense of boundaries?"

With that pitiful little look, Duan Xun really wanted to kiss him hard.

Duan Xun was forced to tear his lingering gaze away. Pretending to consider it fairly for a moment, he shook his head. "A debt must be repaid. That is only right."

Song Mingzhou immediately smiled. "I think so too. Since Teacher Duan is here, shall I show you around?"

Duan Xun nodded. "Sure."

Song Mingzhou happily ran to his side, and Duan Xun lazily followed him away, leaving everyone staring in stunned silence.

So...

Was winning over the great Duan really that easy? All it took was being a little proactive?

Heavens, what had they just missed?!

Everyone looked both regretful and envious.

Only Shen Qing watched the two walking side by side with a complicated expression. They spoke to each other from time to time, and Duan Xun would even turn his head to listen to Song Mingzhou, his profile gentle and attentive.

He kept feeling that something was off.

He had already felt it during the last variety show recording. Brother Xun was someone who valued boundaries greatly. Even though they were so close, Shen Qing himself could not get too near him.

Yet Song Mingzhou could break that rule again and again.

Could it be...

A bold thought suddenly surfaced in Shen Qing's mind. His pupils contracted in shock, but he immediately shook his head and cast the absurd thought aside.

Duan Xun liked him.

He had known that for a long time.

Even though he had never responded, Duan Xun had always treated him well. Now that Duan Xun was keeping his distance, he was surely doing it for Shen Qing's sake, not wanting to put him in a difficult position.

Having figured it out, Shen Qing did not go over to join them and instead returned to his own lounge.

"Teacher Duan, this is where we usually spend our time," Song Mingzhou introduced enthusiastically. "And here—I usually sit here."

After a pause, he added, "This is where I sat when I took those photos for you. What do you think?"

He often took funny photos on set and sent them to Duan Xun. Duan Xun did not seem interested in the spot at all; his gaze did not shift even once, remaining fixed on Song Mingzhou's face.

Song Mingzhou touched his own face. "Why do you keep staring at me? Is there something on my face?"

"There is."

"Huh?" Song Mingzhou patted his face again. "What is it?"

"I'll take it off for you."

Duan Xun's cool fingertips touched his cheek, pausing briefly before slowly sliding from the corner of his eye to his chin. With an extremely natural motion, he hooked a finger beneath Song Mingzhou's chin and lifted it.

There was unmistakable desire in his eyes.

"!!!"

Song Mingzhou was stunned. What was this pervert trying to do? In broad daylight, with so many people around—his eyes were practically glued to him. Had he picked up the wrong script??

Where was Shen Qing?

Why was he not looking at Shen Qing???

Duan Xun lowered his head slightly, drawing closer and closer until they could clearly hear each other's breathing.

Whispers seemed to linger around them. Song Mingzhou knew this could not continue, and he wanted to step back, but his legs would not move.

Duan Xun saw Song Mingzhou's gaze gradually turn hazy, clearly a sign that he was about to become aroused. His heart jolted. He did not want anyone else to see his person looking like this.

"Cough."

Duan Xun gave a light cough, quickly withdrew his hand, and stepped back.

The ambiguous atmosphere was abruptly cut off. Song Mingzhou's eyes went unfocused for a moment before he slowly came back to himself, the pink flush at his neck gradually fading.

He pouted in dissatisfaction. "Teacher Duan."

Suppressing a smile, Duan Xun reached out and tapped the tip of his nose. Lowering his voice, he said, "What are you afraid of? Afraid people will discover our relationship?"

Song Mingzhou lowered his head, his face slightly red. "No."

Who was it that warned me not to reveal our relationship before? Now he's the one making a move.

Should I go along with him, or not?

There are so many people on set. This isn't good, right?

Ugh, why don't I have my own private lounge?? I really want to try a lounge... We finally got to see each other, and I still have a month until filming wraps.

Duan Xun heard his thoughts and curled his lips, casually saying, "Hey, I'm a little tired from walking. Is there somewhere I can rest?"

"Hm?"

Song Mingzhou looked up. "Teacher Duan, how about our lounge?"

Duan Xun raised a brow. "Is your lounge private?"

"...No."

"Then I'm not going. I want a private lounge." Duan Xun's gaze passed over the crew members on set before he randomly picked one. "Could you ask your director whether there's an empty lounge? I'd like to rest for a while."

The one he pointed to was a young man, probably not long out of college. After freezing for several seconds, his face turned bright red as he nodded repeatedly. "Okay, I-I'll go ask right away."

"Thank you."

"N-No problem."

The young man ran off in a flash. Duan Xun found it amusing and could not help smiling with his eyes curved. Wait, why did it suddenly feel a little cold?

Summer was not even over yet.

Duan Xun rubbed his arms and glanced to the side. The little guy was staring at him with cool eyes, inwardly grumbling that he was flirting around.

"..."

Jealous much??