Tell me what you want me to do

"Nan Zhou, what are you taking the electric guitar for?" Gu Tang asked.

Nan Zhou didn't answer. Holding the electric guitar, he gave his first genuine smile since arriving at the filming location.

Wen Yu turned and picked up the gift box filled with envelopes beside him.

[Look how smug he is. He thinks he actually snagged Lu Zhou, doesn't he!]

[Boohoo, my poor baby Yu!]

[What a bitch. How can anyone be such a bitch? I'm furious! They're not actually going to let him pair up with Lu Zhou, are they?!]

[Are Lu Zhou's fans sick in the head? Who can guarantee the electric guitar represents Lu Zhou?!]

[Please, fans, grow a brain. These shows are all scripted. If Pei Feng has any brains at all, he won't split up Wen Yu and Lu Zhou.]

Only a box of instant noodles remained, so Gu Tang, who hadn't taken anything, naturally ended up with it.

Director Pei Feng spoke up at just the right moment. "Are you sure you're all holding what you want? Does anyone want to swap?"

Gu Tang looked at Wen Yu. "Wen Yu, do you want to ask Nan Zhou to swap with you?"

Wen Yu shook his head.

Gu Tang wanted to say more, but a clear guitar chord rang out.

Nan Zhou had strummed the strings.

He chuckled and raised his eyes toward the production team. "Once I've got it, it belongs to me. Those are the rules, right?"

Pei Feng nodded. "That's right."

"Good." Nan Zhou slung the electric guitar over his shoulder.

He really hadn't expected to get this guitar on this show.

He had recognized it at first glance: an electric guitar produced by F Family in 1960. He had once owned the same guitar and had liked it very much.

[I've seen shameless people, but never anyone this shameless!]

[Even the director suggested swapping. Does he not understand, or is he pretending not to understand?!]

[Um, don't you think Nan Zhou cares about the guitar, not the person?]

[Baby Tang and Beauty Yu are both so nice. O-and-O friendships are the best!]

[Who cares if it's a guitar or instant noodles? Hurry up! I want to see the mystery guest!!! Let me see who it is!]

Pei Feng said, "Since no one wants to swap, please follow the directions to your respective Token Guests' rooms. Good luck, everyone."

Once the guests had split up, the production team activated several additional livestream feeds alongside the main one.

Lu Zhou, Zhang Shi, and Xu Xiao sat in the three lit rooms, respectively.

The remaining room was a small, dark room with no lights on.

Jiang Zhen pushed the door open. Xu Xiao sprang up from the sofa, ran over like a wolfhound, and cheerfully swept her into a hug.

[God Xu, look how hopelessly smitten you are!!!]

[Jiang Zhen: My silly little brother. doting.jpg]

[So sweet, so sweet, so sweet! Real couples are the sweetest! Aaaah!]

Elsewhere, Gu Tang first gave the door a playful knock, then took a deep breath and pushed it open.

Seeing the person standing inside, he jumped with excitement. "It really is you!"

Zhang Shi spread his arms with a doting expression. "Want a hug?"

[Aaaaaah, I'm swooning!]

[Sugar overload warning!]

[A domineering CEO and his cute little O. I'm eating this up!!]

Outside the other two rooms stood Wen Yu and Nan Zhou, respectively.

In one room, Lu Zhou stood on the carpet, looking toward the door with a somewhat serious expression.

The other room was pitch-black, with nothing visible inside.

On camera, Nan Zhou was the first to push his door open.

Light spilled inside, casting a faint glow over the dark room.

A tall, slender shadow fell across the light by the doorway, somehow lending it a distinctive sexiness.

Nan Zhou's dark eyes suddenly rounded like a kitten's. "Why is it you?!"

The person inside gave a soft, brief laugh.

After a moment of silence, he spoke in a deep, magnetic voice. "Do you like the gift I gave you?"

[That voice! I'm dead!]

[So swoonworthy! Aaaaaah!]

[I never believed a voice could get your ears pregnant, until this moment...]

[Who is it? Who the hell is it?! Pei Feng, don't try our patience. Tell us who he is, right this instant!]

[Nan Zhou knows the person inside. Is it really his partner?]

[Anyone is fine. Thank heavens it isn't Lu Zhou.]

[Go watch Lu Zhou and Beauty Yu next door. Hahahaha, it's so funny.]

[...Did I hear wrong? No way, no way. Don't tell me it's him! Impossible. Absolutely impossible!]

In Lu Zhou and Wen Yu's livestream.

Wen Yu pushed open the door. Lu Zhou immediately looked over, his expression relaxing the moment he saw him.

"Baby." He walked over and took his hand, lowering his voice. "You're so clever."

Wen Yu raised his eyes to him. "You were nervous just now. Who did you think was coming?"

Lu Zhou's movements stiffened slightly. A few seconds later, he smiled helplessly. "I don't doubt how well we understand each other. I was just worried someone might bully you and take your things."

Wen Yu withdrew his hand from his grasp and handed him the gift box. "Nobody bullied me. Don't be so dramatic."

Lu Zhou: "..."

[Hahahahaha, I'm dying! Called out by his wife!]

[Beauty Yu seems so cold... Is it just me?]

[Beauty Yu really is an ice beauty. He's this cool even toward his own boyfriend.]

[I suddenly feel bad for him. Why is Wen Yu like this?]

[Well, I feel bad for our Beauty Yu, getting stuck with someone like that. What rotten luck!]

[Wen Yu fans, watch your mouths. If you can't say anything decent, shut up!]

[This livestream is so funny, hahahaha.]

[Boohoo, thank goodness baby found the right person. I wonder if Nan Zhou next door will be furious when he sees his partner.]

[Nope, darling. Things next door are getting steamy fast, hahahahaha! It's an amazing surprise!]

They hadn't seen each other for nearly two weeks. With Nan Zhou standing before him again, Huo Xingye's mood rapidly brightened.

Especially at the sight of him carrying the guitar he had chosen for him.

"What are you doing here?" Nan Zhou asked.

Running into his former one-night stand at work was just too surreal!

Worse still, his body instinctively wanted to move closer to the man, and even his heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

Hao Jia's voice rang out in his mind: "It's all the pheromones at work!"

He stopped mid-step.

Huo Xingye took in every last movement Nan Zhou made.

He remained seated on the tall stool, his casual posture carrying an air of dominance.

"I wanted to see you."

"Come here."

Those few words swiftly took Nan Zhou back to that scorching night.

Lingering kisses, passionate embraces, words of love spilling from their lips, and that intoxicating scent in the air...

His breathing unconsciously grew heavier. Nan Zhou walked toward Huo Xingye and stopped barely half an arm's length away.

He reached out, grabbed his collar, and stared at those sexy, thin lips, a voice clamoring in his mind-Kiss him!

In the dim light and shadow, a hand with long, well-defined fingers settled against Nan Zhou's cheek.

"Your face is burning. What are you thinking about?"

"..."

"Hmm? Tell me what you want me to do. Just like that day."