Once the guests finished their tour, the two couples had also decided which guest rooms they would sleep in.
The guests were moving their luggage, while crew members went up and down the stairs.
The staircase was especially crowded, so Song Yunxing simply sprawled on the sofa and zoned out.
Song Yunxing: So hungry...
He had only eaten a rice ball and a mandarin for lunch. To him, that was no different from having a snack.
He wandered into the kitchen in a daze and opened the fridge. Finding it completely empty, he returned to the living room.
The stairway had cleared out. Song Yunxing turned around and discovered that his suitcase had vanished!
He looked around, then hurried upstairs to check. Shen Yanci stood outside the master bedroom, with two suitcases beside his right hand-one of them a white suitcase bearing a chibi sticker of Song Yunxing.
"Did you carry it up for me?" Song Yunxing stared at him skeptically.
Shen Yanci turned the door handle and said casually, "I was bringing mine up anyway, so I took it along. Figured I could get a little forearm workout in while I was at it. Didn't realize it was yours."
Song Yunxing: ...Fucking overachiever.
Song Yunxing wheeled his suitcase along behind him.
Shen Yanci's back was unexpectedly broad. His impressive shoulders filled out his white shirt, blocking Song Yunxing's view.
His shirt sleeves were rolled up, exposing veins along his strong, honey-colored forearms, lending him an unconventional kind of sex appeal.
Song Yunxing glanced at them, then lowered his eyes and squeezed his own arm.
Not bad. Mine aren't half bad either!
The footsteps ahead paused, blocking his way.
"Why are you standing in the doorway?" Song Yunxing went around him and entered the bedroom.
The view gradually opened up. At first glance, all he could see were clear floor-to-ceiling windows, the crimson sky beyond them, and flowerpots neatly arranged on the balcony.
The master bedroom was spacious, with a simple, cozy ceiling light, a little pure-white sofa, and dark carpeting covering the entire floor.
Song Yunxing couldn't help marveling. They really had picked a great room.
But after taking another two steps and getting a clear look at the interior, he went rigid.
There was only one round bed in the entire master bedroom. Dark red sunset light spilled across the cream-colored bed, which was covered in red rose petals, making it look even more suggestive.
And, most importantly, there was a semitransparent bathtub right in front of the big round bed!
[Wow~]
[Aaaaaah, Director Guo, you never disappoint! You two had better fuck that bed to pieces tonight!]
[Holy shit, was that transparent bathtub already there?! This house's owner is seriously kinky!]
[Dry tinder meets a raging fire, hehehe...]
[Girl above, how did you manage to send a voice message?!]
Song Yunxing forced his gaze away from the bathtub, the tips of his ears slowly burning.
He lowered his head, slipped around Shen Yanci, and hurried away.
The director is such a schemer! The room looked nothing like this in the photos! If I'd known the master bedroom was like this, I never would have bought this house!!!
"Don't waste your energy. The guest room downstairs is locked." Shen Yanci pushed the luggage over to the wall, his voice low. "Unless you want to pay to stay in another house, you don't have any other options."
Song Yunxing froze midstep, a fierce battle raging in his mind.
"Well? Have you decided? Or are you planning to share my bed?" Shen Yanci sat on the sofa with the hint of a smile.
Song Yunxing's eyes widened. "In your dreams! Alphas and betas should keep their hands to themselves!"
Leaning against the soft sofa back, Shen Yanci removed the microphone clipped to his collar. Sunset light glinted in his dark eyes. "Really? Then who was it who got drunk and clung to me... kissing and biting me~?"
In an instant, all the blood in Song Yunxing's body rushed to his face. He felt as though he were on fire.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Like a cat with its fur standing on end, Song Yunxing flushed bright red. "I! That wasn't me!"
A flicker of mischief crossed Shen Yanci's eyes, and he raised an eyebrow. "Fine, I won't argue about that. What are we doing tonight?"
"What do you mean, what are we doing? You sleep in your spot, and I sleep in mine!" Song Yunxing huffed. "We're both men, so let's make it fair. Rock, paper, scissors decides the winner. Winner gets the bed, loser gets the sofa!"
[Aaaaah, what are they saying? Why is Xingxing blushing?!]
[How much longer are you two going to keep pretending?! I approve of you getting together! Give me some sweet moments!]
[Mom approves of this live-in son-in-law. Xingxing, stop acting!]
Shen Yanci nodded at him and lazily held out an arm.
"Hmph. You're sleeping on the sofa tonight." Song Yunxing was raring to go.
He had been competing with Shen Yanci for so long, and early on, a series of coincidences had landed them on quite a few variety shows together.
Half a month ago, he had finally reviewed their games and figured out Shen Yanci's pattern.
Shen Yanci always starts with rock! I usually start with scissors. I didn't notice at first, so he beat me every single time. This time, I have to do the opposite!
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
Shen Yanci threw paper. Song Yunxing threw rock.
Shen Yanci paused, a flicker of confusion crossing his dark eyes.
Song Yunxing looked up at him in disbelief.
Impossible! Again!
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
Silence filled the room. A moment later, a certain defeated someone let out a mournful wail.
The camera switched scenes. Lu Yiyi and Luo An had walked along a narrow path for nearly twenty minutes before the red-brick house came into view.
The red-brick house was small, its exposed bricks dotted with moss.
Weeds grew thick all around it, leaving nowhere even to set foot.
"This place is falling apart! It reeks of mold! How is anyone supposed to live here?!" Lu Yiyi stood beside the road with a disgusted expression, refusing to take a single step closer.
The sight of her like that made Luo An's temper flare. Yes, she was an Omega with a privileged status, but she had chosen this place herself! Now she was still finding fault with everything!
Luo An lowered his eyes, barely keeping his expression under control.
This is just an act! Once the show ends, our fake-couple contract ends too! I'm absolutely not waiting on her!
"Come inside first, okay? It's only the surroundings that are bad. It should still be clean inside." Luo An strode straight onto the sandy ground and opened the front door.
Seeing that no one could help her, Lu Yiyi could only pinch her nose and walk inside.
They were greeted by a small living room, dated floor tiles, yellow wooden chairs and a table, and an ancient television...
Although the furniture was free of dust and had clearly been cleaned, it was still difficult for the two of them, accustomed to luxury, to accept it right away.
"I'm not staying here! It smells rotten! Do something!" Lu Yiyi wore a sour expression as she ordered Luo An around.
Luo An's brow twitched. He nearly lost control and started swearing.
"...You chose this place yourself. We don't have many point vouchers left, so please make do."
"Isn't that your fault?! Why didn't you buy the villa ahead of time?!" Lu Yiyi said, as though it were only reasonable.
Luo An could no longer keep his smile in place. "I did my best," he said coldly. "If you're unhappy, you can go stay with the others."
The fans in the livestream were startled by Luo An. His persona had always been that of a sweet puppy-like boyfriend, and he had never looked so displeased with Lu Yiyi before.
[See? The director got what he wanted! Their true colors are showing.]
[Lu Yiyi, stop being so difficult. Keep this up and you'll lose even your fake boyfriend!]
[Don't talk nonsense. Luo An is just tired. Yiyi only needs to soothe him a little.]
[A shabby little red-brick bungalow here, a luxurious big villa over there. Anyone would feel bitter about that.]
[Whose fault is that? Don't stir up trouble and you won't suffer for it. Lu Yiyi brought this on herself!]
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