[That dare just now got me all fired up. I really want to see how this fake couple sleeps.]
[With such a huge bed, they should utilize every inch of it—front and back, up and down, back and forth.]
[Hehehe, my phone screen is now covered with my creepy smile.]
[Thanks to the luxurious suite.]
In the room shown on camera, Yu Wan had gone to freshen up, leaving only Xie Mingyan sitting there.
[Someone’s eyes are completely fixed on his wife’s direction, not even blinking.]
[And with such a big room, why are you sitting so close to the bathroom? Trying to listen to your wife shower, huh?]
The live chat comments continued to scroll rapidly.
When Yu Wan came out after freshening up and saw Xie Mingyan,
Before she could even speak, Xie Mingyan walked over on his own, picked up the hairdryer, and began drying her hair for her.
Yu Wan raised an eyebrow slightly—pretty smooth.
[You, boy, usually serve the young lady like this, huh? Even drying her hair for her.]
[Your wife’s beautiful hair slips through your fingertips, leaving only a lingering fragrance.]
[With such practiced skill, I don’t believe this is the first time. You must do this often, right? Who would still say you two hate each other? Would you dry the hair of someone you dislike?]
[In short, I’m shipping you two for sure.]
As the audience stirred up the live chat, Yu Wan suddenly remembered something and looked up.
On camera, the woman’s beautiful eyes stared directly ahead.
She stared at the camera for several seconds before speaking, “Isn’t the camera still on?”
[Oh my god, she noticed!]
[No, the production team turned it on. You can’t turn it off! Is there anything we, the esteemed members, aren’t allowed to see?]
Apart from some private areas, the production team had installed cameras in the guests’ rooms.
To capture their most authentic sides, this was also part of the live broadcast.
Yu Wan didn’t care about any of that. Having the live broadcast during the program recording was necessary, but it didn’t mean her private space had to be broadcasted too.
“Turn it off,” she said to Xie Mingyan.
[Ahhh, no, no!]
[My Jenga, my Tie Tie, my intimate moments!]
The live chat erupted in wails of despair, everyone heartbroken.
Yu Wan paid them no mind and glanced at Xie Mingyan.
Seeing this, Xie Mingyan stood up, obediently walked over to the camera, and reached out.
Click.
The screen for Yu Wan’s room went completely black.
[Ah, it’s gone, everything’s gone! My entertainment!]
[Xie Mingyan, do you have to be so obedient to your wife?!]
Seeing that the camera was turned off, Yu Wan felt relieved.
Recalling the two abnormal increases in the countdown today, a trace of confusion flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Why exactly did the growth speed change?
Yu Wan stood there, looking up at Xie Mingyan, and called out to him, “Come here.”
Xie Mingyan walked over to her, his tall figure enveloping her entirely.
“Give me your hand.”
[?!]
[What hand? What are you going to do?!]
[Hahaha, heaven helps me! Yu Wan never expected that while the camera was off, the microphone was still on.]
Hearing this, though Xie Mingyan didn’t understand what she intended, he still offered his hand to her.
Yu Wan reached out, took his hand, and held it in hers, turning it over and examining it repeatedly.
She then glanced at the countdown on her own wrist.
It was increasing at the normal speed.
“This is normal,” Yu Wan muttered softly to herself.
After speaking, Xie Mingyan’s hand was released.
The sudden disappearance of touch at his fingertips made a sense of dissatisfaction surge in Xie Mingyan’s heart, brimming with emptiness.
He wanted to hold her hand again, caressing each finger, every inch of skin.
Layer upon layer of greed welled up in his heart.
“Hold me.” Yu Wan tilted her head up and opened her arms toward him.
[Ahhhh, what on earth is happening? How did it go from holding hands to hugging?!]
[I wish I could jump through the screen right now and get close to them to see what they’re actually doing.]
Xie Mingyan’s rising thoughts were interrupted, his eyes trembling slightly as they fixed firmly on her.
Yu Wan felt as if she were entirely enveloped by his gaze, silently entwined, feeling somewhat indescribably strange.
But her mind was wholly preoccupied with the Death Countdown, urging him, “Hurry up and hold me.”
[Xie Mingyan, what are you waiting for? Your wife has asked you to hold her, why aren’t you moving!]
The next second, Xie Mingyan took a step forward, and Yu Wan was pulled entirely into his embrace.
Under the room’s light, two shadows intertwined closely.
Their breaths tangled and spread, strands of hair lightly brushing against neck hollows, the scent of fragrance completely occupying their nostrils.
It was the shower gel she often used—he had seen it in the bathroom, picked it up, used it.
But that scent had never lingered on him. Now, he was smelling the same fragrance again.
In a place Yu Wan couldn’t see, the man’s pupils held an endless vortex, his arms tightening around her bit by bit.
Skin hunger was reawakened in that instant—trembling, excitement, longing.
It wasn’t enough. This level of contact was far from enough. He wanted to remove all barriers, to press completely against her.
Xie Mingyan’s lips slowly approached the fair neck before him, wanting to capture the skin so close at hand.
“It really is different!”
A flash of pleasant surprise crossed Yu Wan’s eyes, filled with excitement.
Pushing him away, she stared at the countdown on her wrist—the rate of increase had visibly accelerated.
So, it seemed the speed of the countdown’s increase was related to the intimacy of physical contact.
The more intimate, the faster it grew.
Xie Mingyan’s embrace was now empty, a profound sense of emptiness surging in his heart, clamoring for him to tightly merge the person before him into his very being.
Clearly, the stirred skin hunger had not been fully alleviated.
Xie Mingyan clenched his fingertips, restraining himself with great effort.
No, it would scare her.
Xie Mingyan watched the person before him, her gaze fixed on her wrist, her brows and eyes unable to conceal her joy.
A question crept into his heart.
What was she so happy about?
After a moment of joy, Yu Wan’s mood sank again.
Although intimate contact could increase the countdown time, but…
Yu Wan turned her head to stare at the large bed in the room.
After a long pause, she shook her head quickly.
The pillows and quilt on the bed were once again thrown onto the floor.
“You still sleep here.”
[Still, still sleep where, where?!]
[How exactly are you two sleeping? Be good, I’m not an outsider, let us see.]
Unable to see any live footage, only hearing occasional sounds, the netizens in the live stream were itching with curiosity.
It felt as if countless ants were crawling in their hearts—they wanted to see, wanted to see, wanted to see!
Yu Wan lay on the bed, even patting the edge, “Come sleep.”
Not forgetting her grand plan to increase the countdown, she added, “Hold hands.”
To avoid making Xie Mingyan exert too much effort, Yu Wan lay on her side, moving closer to the edge of the bed.
Only after grasping that hand and seeing the countdown begin to increase did Yu Wan close her eyes in relief.
Although intimate contact would speed up the process, they were filming a show here.
She could wait until they got home.
Holding hands, Yu Wan’s consciousness gradually blurred as she drifted into sleep.
Xie Mingyan opened his eyes. The dim bedside lamp cast Yu Wan into the interplay of light and shadow, her breathing steady.
Xie Mingyan turned to look at the equipment in the room and loosened his grip.
After a long while, he got up, pressed a button, and turned off the audio equipment.
The live stream, which had been silent for some time:
【？？？Where did everyone go?】
【What about my Jenga? Is it just over like that?】
It took a while for viewers to realize there was no sound at all.
【Ah, who cut my mic!】
The person on the bed slept peacefully. Xie Mingyan’s gaze returned to Yu Wan.
No, to be precise, it fell on Yu Wan’s wrist.
What was she so happy about? What was she looking at?
The man’s fingertips rested on her pale wrist, skin against skin, rubbing back and forth.
After a long while, the quiet room was filled only with soft breathing. Xie Mingyan leaned down and pressed a trail of dense kisses along her wrist.
【P.S.: My first treasure, I can’t reply to you, I’m scratching my head in frustration, ahhhh!】