Wen He wanted to bring Ji Chi closer to the others in the house. After all, they still had to live together for a month...
Ji Chi had already gotten familiar with Shengsheng and Xiao Yu. Now only Jiang Yu was left...
Wen He's impression of Jiang Yu was that he was good-looking... smelled lovely, and was a good person too.
After all, the other man had warned him on the first day to stay away from Ji Chi. Ji Chi had been very annoying at first.
But he wasn't quite so annoying now. He didn't waste food, had taken him to see Little Yellow, and even saved macarons for him.
"Hm?"
His sudden remark left Jiang Yu a little bewildered. He turned to look at Wen He's earnest face and couldn't help laughing.
"Hahahahahaha, okay, I'll thank him."
Seeing him laugh so happily, Wen He pressed his lips together in a smile too.
One more... I'll save one for Ji Chi.
He took out his phone, snapped a picture of the one little yellow macaron left, and sent it to Ji Chi.
He He He: I saved you one. It's in the fridge.
He He He: (image)
The other man didn't reply. He was probably busy.
Jiang Ye had already left the first floor and gone back to his room to shower. Absorbed in the TV drama, the two of them didn't notice Xie Zhengci and Zhou Siyu return. They only noticed when the two greeted them.
Seeing the two watching TV on the couch, Zhou Siyu assumed they had gone on a date together today.
His face slightly flushed, he sat beside Wen He. Wen He caught the faint smell of alcohol on him.
Of everyone in the house, Wen He was currently the only one Zhou Siyu knew at all well, so he naturally wanted to get closer to him.
He suddenly linked arms with Wen He and looked at his blank little face, breathing out a trace of alcohol.
"Can I lean on you for a bit?"
Wen He stared at the two patches of pink on his cheeks, then finally nodded. He sat up straight and patted his shoulder, adjusting his position so the other man could lean on him.
Looks like he drank too much...
Zhou Siyu rested quietly on his shoulder, and the three of them watched TV in silence.
With the faint scent of alcohol on one side and the rich scent of roses on the other, Wen He sat between them with his back straight. The fragrances left him a little dazed, and he didn't take in any of what was on TV.
Without realizing it, Zhou Siyu had closed his eyes and fallen asleep.
Wen He's eyelids began to droop too. Only Jiang Yu still had his eyes open, watching the crucial part.
The impostor had run into the real deal and even demanded that she pay her respects!
In the end, Wen He couldn't hold out any longer. He tilted his head onto Jiang Yu's shoulder and closed his eyes to rest.
Jiang Yu's previously relaxed back straightened just a little. The little tuft sticking up from the top of Wen He's head was poking his neck, making it itch.
But he didn't dare move for fear of waking him, or waking Zhou Siyu, who was leaning against him.
And so the three of them formed a pile in that strange position in the living room.
[I'm dying hahahahahahaha]
[Aw, three people watching TV, and two of them fell asleep.]
[To the person above, it's not just two. I'm getting sleepy too. I've rewatched Empresses in the Palace countless times, but I'm seriously so sleepy.]
[Holy shit, it's already ten tonight. Did the production team mess up too? Isn't anyone going to remind them?]
[So is the heart-fluttering segment still happening tonight? If not, I'm seriously closing my eyes and going to sleep. I'm so tired. Those two good boys, Xiao He and Xiao Yu, are already asleep.]
[Where is everyone else? Where did they all go? It's ten at night already. Why hasn't anyone shown up?]
[The Hygiene ship is still out having fun.]
[What about Demon Dragon? His livestream feed isn't on either. And Lawyer Jiang and the newcomer-why aren't any of them showing up?]
[No idea... I'm so sleepy too. I can't hold on anymore. I'm going to bed. I still have class tomorrow... sob sob sob, the pain of an eight a.m. class~]
Humming a little tune, Ji Chi strode into the living room and discovered this scene.
Standing in the entryway, he took in the scene inside clearly.
He tilted his head in confusion, his black hair already tousled by the cool breeze outside.
He had seen Wen He's message on his phone and assumed he hadn't replied because he was busy. He hadn't expected him to be watching TV in the living room instead.
With his hands in his pockets, Ji Chi swaggered over and planted himself right in front of the TV, his gaze fixed on Wen He, whose eyes were already closed in sleep.
Wen He was sandwiched between the two men, his rosy little face squashed out of shape.
Ji Chi stepped forward and shoved Zhou Siyu off Wen He, hauled the still-sleeping Wen He up, then bent down and scooped him straight into his arms before heading toward the second floor.
His sudden movements jolted both men awake.
Zhou Siyu fell to one side of the couch and stared blankly at the two retreating figures.
Ah... looks like I really did drink a little too much.
[No, seriously, this scene is killing me. It's so funny.]
[For some reason, it's like a wife catching her husband with someone on each arm and yanking the side piece away. Too funny.]
[Oh, is this my reward for staying up late? Now this is interesting.]
[If this is how it's going to be, I'll keep watching.]
[Xiao Yu is obviously drunk... that Xie Zhengci is kind of a turnoff. He got him drunk and now he's ignoring him.]
[What is he supposed to do? Carry him to his room and wash him up? Is that it? Didn't he already bring him back to the house? What else is he supposed to do?]
[He's a turnoff either way.]
Wen He stared dazedly at Ji Chi's jaw, a trace of sleepiness still lingering in his eyes.
A faint scent of alcohol mingled with the rich fragrance of roses reached Ji Chi's nose.
Yet none of it belonged to Wen He.
Ji Chi frowned and asked with some distaste, "Were you drinking?"
Limp all over, Wen He let the other man carry him upstairs and shook his head gently. Before his sluggish mind could work out what was happening, Ji Chi had carried him into his own room.
Finding the smell on Wen He too strong, Ji Chi put him straight into the bathroom, tossed out a single remark, and left.
"Wash yourself properly. You stink!"
Wen He was left standing blankly in the middle of the bathroom, still not understanding what had happened...
There were no cameras installed on the second floor, nor was it connected to the livestream at that moment. Everyone could only see Ji Chi carry him upstairs. Everything that happened afterward was unknown...
Jiang Yu got up, wanting to go upstairs to see what was happening. He was a little worried Ji Chi might do something bad to Wen He...
After all, a young master was a young master. Whatever he did, he could always hush it up with a little money.
Wen He was slow and spacey... that wasn't hard to see. If the other man really did something, he might not even react in time...
Just as he was about to head upstairs, Ji Chi came striding down. His gaze swept over Jiang Yu, who stood frozen in the living room, making no attempt to hide the distaste and disgust in his eyes.
Jiang Yu: ...
[Why did you come down so fast? Bruh, Ji Chi, can you even perform?]
[Perform, you ***ing *]
[Person above, don't swear. Reported.]
[They've only known each other a few days. Carrying him upstairs like that already crossed a line, okay?]
[Uh, it was just a joke. Did you need to react so strongly? Seriously, I'm speechless.]
[It's late. Stop arguing. What's there to argue about? You've woken me right up. I'm not even sleepy anymore.]
[Uh... all right, all right, stop fighting. This is a livestreamed variety show. They all know where to draw the line.]