Brother Ye drugged Nan Zhou

[What kind of filthy talk is that!]

[A bath together? Is that what I think it is? I want to see!!!]

[I'm losing it. Who could turn that down? Huo Xingye, hurry up and say yes.]

[Brother Ye, look at your wife's tiny waist, that figure, that pretty little face! If you can turn this down, have you kicked a drug addiction before or something!]

[Aaaaaah, I want to sneak into your production crew and secretly install a camera in that damn bathroom.]

[Girl, watch what you say. Don't go triggering a criminal-law warning.]

Huo Xingye froze for a moment.

In that brief moment, Nan Zhou pulled his head back inside. "Forget it. I'll be quick. Wait a minute."

With a bang, the bathroom door shut mercilessly, leaving Huo Xingye standing by the apartment door.

Inside the bathroom, Nan Zhou took off his wet clothes. "Almost forgot. He really minds this sort of thing."

His microphone was still on, picking up not only the rustle of him changing but also his words.

The livestream viewers were beside themselves.

The camera in the room was on. On-screen, Huo Xingye bent down to pick up the wet clothes Nan Zhou had tossed on the floor, faint veins rising along his slender fingers.

His expression was as impassive as usual, but his eyes were very dark.

Whatever he was feeling, at least to the livestream viewers, he certainly didn't look like someone who would mind sharing a bathroom with Nan Zhou.

Some viewers carried away with shipping them even posted racy comments saying he desperately wanted to, and that it would be even better if there were a bathtub.

Just as the livestream viewers were eagerly discussing the sounds from the bathroom, they saw Huo Xingye toss Nan Zhou's clothes into the laundry basket, then casually hang a towel over the camera, covering it again just as he had the night before.

After hurriedly wiping himself down with a towel in the bathroom, Nan Zhou put on a bathrobe and came out with his phone.

They had both been caught in the rain, yet Huo Xingye had let him have the bathroom first. Nan Zhou wasn't someone who didn't know how to return a favor.

"I'm done. Go wash up."

He had already changed out of his wet clothes anyway, so he might as well let Huo Xingye take a hot shower first.

Nan Zhou came out so quickly that Huo Xingye wasn't sure whether he had actually showered. His thoughts had been a jumble earlier, and he hadn't paid attention to what was happening in the bathroom.

He was just about to ask when Nan Zhou sat down on the couch without even looking at him, his fingers tapping the screen. "I've got something to work on for a bit."

What had happened on the way back had given him a little inspiration.

As a professional music producer, Nan Zhou had always been good at recording his ideas and enjoyed doing so.

Recording inspiration as soon as it struck was a habit of his.

Huo Xingye's gaze darkened slightly, and his movements grew a little heavier, the cup making a very faint sound as it met the counter.

"Drink this." He brought the cup over from the open bar counter and set it on the coffee table in front of Nan Zhou before striding into the bathroom.

After hastily recording his idea, Nan Zhou looked up to see Huo Xingye's retreating back.

He had changed out of his soaking-wet turtleneck and trousers into a shirt and dress pants.

Perhaps because he had been in too much of a hurry, he hadn't tucked his shirt in as usual. Paired with his broad, straight back and long legs, it gave him a carefree, rakish handsomeness.

When did he change?

Nan Zhou withdrew his gaze and looked at the steaming ginger tea in front of him, its pungent smell making him frown instantly.

Eugh!

He hated this stuff more than anything.

Picking up the cup and bringing it to his lips, Nan Zhou pinched his nose and took a small sip.

Instantly, the spicy taste of ginger flooded his mouth and traveled down his throat, making his whole face scrunch up.

He couldn't drink it. He really couldn't.

Nan Zhou set the cup down and cautiously craned his head toward the bathroom, holding his breath and straining his ears. Only when he heard water pattering inside did he quickly get to his feet, pick up the cup, and hurry into the kitchen.

While doing this, he even made a point of turning off his microphone.

And so, after the camera had been covered and Huo Xingye's microphone switched off, even Nan Zhou's microphone went silent.

[?????]

[So what did he drink???]

[Turning off the sound right after drinking it? Here's my bold guess: Brother Ye drugged Nan Zhou!]

[Girls, you can be even bolder. Like, what he drank was Brother Ye's ♂♂♂]

[I often feel out of place among you people because I'm not horny enough.]

Huo Xingye didn't spend long in the shower. Nan Zhou even had the impression that he came out not long after Nan Zhou had secretly poured away the ginger tea and cleaned up the crime scene.

Having done something guilty and trampled on the other man's kindness, Nan Zhou was acting extremely furtive, moving very quickly as he took his change of clothes into the bathroom.

He turned on the shower, and hot water poured down, considerably warmer than the night before.

Even so, Nan Zhou still let out two little sneezes.

He sniffed and thought nothing of it. After hurriedly finishing his hot shower and changing, he went with Huo Xingye to the communal recreation room on the apartment building's first floor for dinner at the production staff's urging.

Because the production crew had already come to hurry him along while he was showering, Nan Zhou never noticed Huo Xingye's continued silence, from the moment he emerged from the bathroom until they sat down together.

Only after the two left the apartment did the livestream viewers finally see them on camera again.

After his shower, Huo Xingye had changed into a simple white shirt and dress pants.

His shirt was tucked into his pants, perfectly accentuating his straight shoulders and back and his lean, narrow waist.

The firm, rounded backside above those long legs, his divinely handsome face, and his cool, aristocratic air had the livestream viewers and fans panting and declaring how lucky Nan Zhou was.

Nan Zhou had changed too, but he wasn't wearing as little as Huo Xingye. Not only had he put on a beige turtleneck, but on his way out he had also picked up the scarf Huo Xingye had put on him yesterday and wrapped it around his neck.

He looked soft and sweet all over, nothing like the sharp-tongued Beta who had spent the day snapping at everyone and dripping with sarcasm.

[Zhou Bao looks so soft after his shower, like an Omega. Brother Ye really does have good taste.]

[So what exactly did these two do in the apartment for that half hour? Nan Zhou looks a little tired.]

[Nonsense, absolutely not. What could our Brother Ye possibly do in half an hour? No spreading rumors!]

[Huo Xingye, why aren't you talking? Are you sulking because there wasn't enough time to hold your wife?]

[Will someone please tell me what Nan Zhou drank!!! This is very important to me!!!]

Of all the couples, Nan Zhou and Huo Xingye arrived last.

All the guests were there except Zhang Shi.

Gu Tang was explaining to everyone with a smile, "Brother Shi has a livestream assignment tonight. He's so busy he doesn't even have time to eat. I'll pack up some food and take it over to him later."

Just as he finished speaking, Nan Zhou settled into his seat.

His seat was rather conveniently placed, too. Wen Yu was immediately to his left, and beside Wen Yu was Lu Zhou.

Huo Xingye sat to his right, with Zhang Shi's vacant seat on his own left.

Gu Tang subtly moved closer to Zhang Shi's empty seat and took the initiative to speak to Huo Xingye. "Mr. Huo, have you seen the trending topics?"