Upon hearing the instructions, Tong Sui slowly moved forward, like a lamb that had forgotten about danger and jumped into a trap willingly.
His hunter had long been itching with anticipation.
Tong Sui’s hand was growing a bit sore, but he finally brushed against a warm body. He had no idea where he had touched, relying only on the sensations in his hand to discern the person in front of him.
He couldn’t help but lean in a little closer.
Hearing the heavy breathing of the person before him, he tilted his head, seemingly confused about why the other party was panting so heavily, even feeling the warm breath on his hand.
Tong Sui’s fingers traced along the brow, wandering aimlessly down the high bridge of the nose, across the cheeks, and unintentionally brushing against the lips.
He was trying very hard to figure out who this person was.
Relying solely on touch made it impossible to distinguish, so his hand continued downward.
Tong Sui felt that the person in front of him was tense all over, hard and rigid, yet everything that should be there was present, even through the fabric he could feel the contours of the abdominal muscles.
Tong Sui asked, “Can you relax a bit?”
Chi Xingyu clenched his jaw, wishing he could curse at that moment, if he weren’t unable to make a sound.
What kind of absurd game was this?
With the constant touching, how could he relax?
Chi Xingyu was even relieved that he was wearing loose pants today, hiding any traces of his discomfort.
Just when he was feeling indignant, Tong Sui suddenly leaned a bit closer.
Chi Xingyu’s fists tightened at his sides as he watched the audacious person approach without hesitation.
Tong Sui leaned in like a curious animal, his nose twitching as he tried to identify the person by scent.
Chi Xingyu pretended to lower his gaze, but all his attention was focused on Tong Sui. The blindfold made the lower half of his face more pronounced.
Chi Xingyu kept thinking: Why are this guy’s lips so red?
Tong Sui initially wanted to identify the person by scent, but they had all been gathered around the grill earlier, and there was too much woody aroma to differentiate.
So, he could only blindly guess based on the earlier sensations, “Is it Jiang Ciyang?”
Having seen Jiang Ciyang running before, Tong Sui recalled he had a good physique.
The moment he spoke, Chi Xingyu’s face immediately fell.
After spending so many days together, Tong Sui had fondled for so long, yet he easily mistook him for someone else?!
Chi Xingyu was so mad he felt like tearing off the blindfold, grabbing the nape of his neck to make him touch again, demanding to know who he really was.
Even through the blindfold, Tong Sui could feel the chilly aura emanating from the person before him, he weakly asked, “Did I guess wrong?”
The production team did not respond, “You can touch the next guest now!”
“Oh, okay.”
Tong Sui hastily moved to the side, extending his hand, but before he could touch anything, he felt something press against him.
“Huh?”
So proactive.
With such an action, the range of possibilities became narrower.
Tong Sui touched the features, ruling out Sang Cai with the deep-set eyes, and confidently declared, “Zhong Yi.”
Zhong Yi was taken aback, though he fared slightly better than Chi Xingyu as he was correctly guessed, but wasn’t it a bit too fast?
He hadn’t even been touched in other places yet.
But Tong Sui had already unmercifully moved on, leaving Zhong Yi sitting there feeling somewhat unfinished.
Unintentionally, both Sang Cai and Qin Xiuxian behind Tong Sui also guessed correctly.
Chi Xingyu’s expression turned even darker.
He looked as if he was about to explode into a rage, and anyone unfamiliar would think he had been wronged by Tong Sui.
When Tong Sui got to Jiang Ciyang, he was already feeling a bit tired, but his daring had clearly increased, and he directly used both hands, planning for a quick conclusion.
The person in front almost didn’t move, still enough to make Tong Sui feel like he was touching a statue.
Quite capable of enduring.
Tong Sui remembered the two pinches on his face from Chi Xingyu in the car today, thinking that this was a perfect opportunity for revenge.
He pinched the person’s face and laughed, “How does it feel, Chi Shen?”
The surroundings fell into an abrupt silence, only the sound of gasping was left.
What a classic scene.
Usually stoic Jiang Ciyang couldn’t maintain his calm demeanor now; his brow twitched as he raised his hand to grasp Tong Sui’s slender wrist.
“Well, you’d better ask the people behind you.”
Tong Sui froze at the sound, hastily fumbling to remove the blindfold covering his eyes. After a long period of darkness, his lashes were slightly damp, reflecting light.
He saw Jiang Ciyang’s cheeks faintly flushed and became stiff.
Had he mistaken the person?
Tong Sui turned around nervously and indeed saw Chi Xingyu not far away, the corners of his mouth curling in a cold smile, “Not bad, just a bit high on blood pressure.”
Tong Sui: “…”
It was almost to the point of making one black out from embarrassment.
Still feeling a bit dazed after removing the blindfold, Tong Sui was mentally preparing himself; mistaking someone was perfectly normal, and maybe others would make even more absurd mistakes.
But the problem was that Chi Xingyu was sitting right next to him, occasionally letting out unclear cold snorts.
Tong Sui felt wronged enough to want to cry.
He cautiously glanced over, wanting to explain, but heard Chi Xingyu coldly say, “Looks like what happened in the car wasn’t enough.”
Tong Sui was getting a bit angry, “Why are you being so fierce? Mistaking someone happens to everyone, you might mistake me for someone else later too.”
“Not possible.”
Chi Xingyu replied with absolute certainty.
Tong Sui paused, unsure where he got such confidence from, turning away and refusing to speak to him.
Chi Xingyu quietly ground his canines, and under the camera’s gaze, he couldn’t do anything to Tong Sui, so he could only sit there sulking.
The second person to compete was Zhong Yi. Though he desperately wanted to win, he clearly didn’t wish to touch anyone, like a small dog afraid of stepping into puddles, making random guesses.
Aside from Tong Sui, he hadn’t really paid attention to the other guests, and he mispronounced two names, so it was inevitable he wouldn’t get anyone right.
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