Oh right, the mission!
"Yes..." Fully revived, Shi Jihan rolled over and sat up, straddling Zhou Jingcheng's lap to kiss him back. "It means I want you to conduct an in-depth quality inspection on the little umbrellas we bought at the supermarket last time."
Zhou Jingcheng's breathing stalled.
Shi Jihan lay against the hollow of his neck and rubbed his cheek affectionately against Zhou Jingcheng's. "Want to?"
"How deranged would I have to be to say no?" Zhou Jingcheng's voice was already hoarse as he pushed him away. "I'll go take a shower first."
The bathroom door closed.
Shi Jihan immediately sprinted toward his seven or eight suitcases. "Quick! I remember bringing all my beloved outfits!"
Zhou Jingcheng took a quick shower and came out to find that the bedroom lights had been changed to a suggestive warm yellow, hazily covering one corner of the night.
Not seeing anyone, he cautiously called out, "Shi Xiaohan?"
"Ta-da! Show time!"
A figure suddenly jumped out from the other side of the bed and spun halfway around.
Zhou Jingcheng's pupils dilated.
He saw a brown bear mascot dancing provocatively—an outright borderline erotic dance.
As the music began, the brown bear pressed its hands together and stepped in place, twisting out several heart shapes.
As the drumbeats gradually intensified, the brown bear turned its back to him, braced its hands on its knees, and swung its waist and hips in wide movements. Its short round tail rippled with each sway as it completed several waves to the music playing from the phone on the bed.
When the music rose to another climax, the brown bear dropped to one knee, its fingertips slowly sliding from its ankle to its calf, then curling upward along its thigh before it raised its head to look at Zhou