Tong Sui said, “I’m afraid you’re still angry with me.”
Chi Xingyu laughed, “Angry? When have I ever been angry with you?”
Tong Sui responded, “But your face looks terrible.”
Chi Xingyu retorted, “Can you blame me for that?”
Tong Sui hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Chi Xingyu: “…”
He had known that his expression was often cold when he was indifferent, and he seldom got really angry, but when he was in a bad mood, it could be quite terrifying.
Considering it carefully, he realized that the source of his bad mood today was indeed Tong Sui.
Chi Xingyu asked, “How could you mistake me for Jiang Ciyang? Do we look that much alike?”
He leaned his upper body closer.
Tong Sui was overwhelmed by his presence and could only retreat, but unfortunately, the space in the tent was limited, and he could only raise his hand to keep some distance.
“Who told you to be so tense back then? When I touched your abs, I thought Jiang Ciyang must be working out every day and has a good figure.”
In sharing this thought, Chi Xingyu couldn’t tell if Tong Sui was complimenting him or mocking him.
Chi Xingyu asked, “So, in your eyes, I have a bad figure, right?”
“That’s not what I meant,” Tong Sui exclaimed, feeling frustrated and unsure how to explain.
He only thought that a boy who had just turned eighteen was still in a developmental stage. Chi Xingyu usually played games, and he looked tall but didn’t have a clearly defined muscular build.
Chi Xingyu, of course, understood that wasn’t Tong Sui’s intention, yet he didn’t back off. He pulled Tong Sui’s hand over to his own body.
He assertively stated, “Just to make sure you don’t mistake me again, let me show you tonight.”
Tong Sui panicked and tried to pull his hand back, but Chi Xingyu held it tightly, pretending to lift his shirt.
His face turned red as he hurriedly said, “Wait, there are cameras in the tent…”
Chi Xingyu halted his actions.
He casually grabbed a piece of clothing and draped it over the camera, which promptly turned the captivating live broadcast black, and only Chi Xingyu’s voice could be heard saying, “Now it’s fine.”
Facing the suddenly blacked-out live stream, the audience was stunned for several seconds.
The comment section was filled with question marks.
Only when they heard Chi Xingyu’s voice did they realize the camera was covered and not frozen.
The chat exploded after waiting all night:
——???
——Chi Dog, hurry up and uncover it, is there something the insiders cannot see?
——I’ve been holding back my sleepiness for this long, and this is all I get??
——Someone manage him! @Program Team
…
In the program’s live broadcast, sometimes other people would also cover the camera; it was a matter of personal privacy, and as long as it wasn’t too excessive, the program team would ignore it.
They effectively permitted such behavior.
Just as everyone expressed their dissatisfaction, a rustling sound suddenly echoed in the live stream, like the sound of fabric rubbing against each other.
It was ambiguously suggestive in the late night.
Tong Sui whispered, “Chi Xingyu, let go of my hand.”
“Why are you in such a hurry? Have you recognized it clearly?”
Chi Xingyu acted like a school bully who would corner someone in a secluded corner during breaks, his tone relaxed, “How does my body compare to Jiang Ciyang’s?”
Tong Sui’s fingers curled, with only a few centimeters between his hand and Chi Xingyu’s abs. He could even feel the warmth of the other person.
He didn’t even dare to lift his eyes and mumbled, “I don’t know…”
He had never seen Jiang Ciyang without clothes, so how could he compare?
Chi Xingyu, with a strong competitive spirit, frowned and pulled Tong Sui’s hand, pushing it toward his direction.
“Then take a good look again.”
Tong Sui’s fingers trembled; the skin he touched was warm and firm. Although Chi Xingyu was still in a developmental stage, he had everything he should have, and it was very pleasing to the eye.
When Tong Sui’s fingers grazed over, Chi Xingyu maintained a calm expression, but his heartbeat was already out of control.
Usually, even if he was hit a couple of times, Chi Xingyu would never make a sound — he prided himself on having good endurance, but with Tong Sui’s soft hand, he was completely thrown off.
Every cell in his body was screaming and shaking.
Under the white light, Chi Xingyu’s skin visibly turned a light shade of red, especially his ears hidden under his dark hair, which were completely flushed.
Tong Sui was no better off; he wanted to pull his hand back, but his wrist was held too tightly.
His fingers felt embarrassingly hot.
“Chi God, I saw it clearly.”
Chi Xingyu’s voice was a bit huskier than before, “And?”
Tong Sui obediently responded, “Your figure is better than Jiang Ciyang’s.”
Chi Xingyu smugly snorted, “Will you mistake me again next time?”
“I won’t.”
Tong Sui’s eyes and nose were reddened, looking like he had been bullied, even though he was the one only touching. It felt like he was the one who had been taken advantage of.
At this, Chi Xingyu finally released his hand, “If you mistake me again next time, I won’t let you off so easily.”
Tong Sui retracted his hand, which was already pink where Chi Xingyu had held it; the outlines of Chi Xingyu’s fingers marked clearly on his white skin.
He pouted, feeling a bit wronged.
“Does it hurt?” Chi Xingyu leaned closer, furrowing his brow at the marks left behind, “Did I squeeze that hard?”
Tong Sui complained with a glance, turned over, and lay down, “I’m tired, goodnight.”
Chi Xingyu was taken aback.
Tong Sui faced away from him, curled up in the corner of the tent, showing only the fluffy back of his head, looking particularly pitiful.
Chi Xingyu scratched his hair; the cool guy with no experience in romance fell short in comforting others. In the past, having to bend down like this would have been the hardest thing for him.