After washing up, Shen Lian sat on the bed and played on his phone. He checked his Weibo follower count; it had gone up by nearly five hundred thousand, and the people checking in on his fan topic page were all real users.
As far as his haters were concerned, Shen Lian had been far too well-behaved lately. They could barely catch a whiff of any gossip.
As for the clash at tonight's banquet, Sun Binghe would do everything he could to bury it without Chu Yilan even needing to ask. And if Zhou Tangsi wasn't afraid of embarrassing himself, he was welcome to make it public.
Feng Yueshan sent a weary, sighing meme to the group chat. Shen Lian replied: [You didn't even drink that much.]
Feng Yueshan: [Can't a guy be traumatized?]
Shen Lian laughed. He was about to reply when someone plucked his phone away. He looked up to find that Chu Yilan had finished showering and come out without him noticing.
No exaggeration-Shen Lian's nose instantly tingled.
Wait... Sparks exploded in his head, and his blood surged. He shyly looked away, but couldn't hold out for even a second before whipping his head back, as though afraid Chu Yilan would change his mind.
Chu Yilan had only wrapped a bath towel around his lower body.
The man's height, his beautiful abs, the V-lines of his hips-every last detail sent Shen Lian's nerves into overdrive.
Chu Yilan blocked most of the light overhead, making his expression look somewhat unfathomable.
Only after studying him closely did Shen Lian identify the emotion churning in Chu Yilan's eyes.
Shen Lian's heart pounded wildly, yet Chu Yilan neither spoke nor moved. The powerful heat poised to erupt beneath that calm silence felt almost soul-snatching, leaving Shen Lian trembling.
A flush spread