Chapter 19 How about taking a bath together?

Fumbling with the blanket, Song Ying finally woke up completely.

Qin Shu used to like to launch sneak attacks. In front of others, he acted like a mature man, but in private, he was just like a primary school student, capable of doing the most childish things.

I had become more stable after getting married and rarely acted like this anymore, but who knew I would suddenly start acting crazy again today.

Song Ying was furious and was about to fight Qin Shu when she pulled back the blanket and saw something fly out of Qin Shu's hand.

Take a closer look.

Her slippers.

Song Ying: ? ? ?

The CP fans screaming like groundhogs in front of their screens: ? ? ?

[Holy crap, someone's ambushed and tried to assassinate me!]

What the heck are these slippers?!

[Why is the camera angled?! Keep playing the music and keep dancing!]

What just happened? The little yellow flowers in my hometown just bloomed and they're gone? That's it?

In the live chat, no one expected that the winning and losing couple would start a passionate kiss on the sofa not long after entering the room. Just as everyone was watching with their hearts pounding, a slipper suddenly flew over and smashed the screen, leaving only the floor.

At that moment, sound came from the live stream.

"A-Shu, what... are you doing?" Song Ying was still a little confused.

"There are cameras in the room." Even without looking at the screen, everyone could hear the gritted teeth in Qin Shu's voice.

Song Ying instantly understood Qin Shu's unusual behavior.

"Is this director really that much of a jerk?!"

The fact that there were cameras in the room without prior notice was clearly intended to catch the couple off guard and capture more private details of their interactions.

Thankfully, Qin Shu reacted quickly and covered her with a blanket; otherwise, according to their usual habits at home…

Song Ying blushed instantly to the roots of her ears, but she was even angrier.

Unfortunately, the camera in the room was extremely intelligent; it could detect sound rotating 360°. After tilting for a while, it started to move like its eyeballs.

From Song Ying and Qin Shu's perspective, the camera seemed to come alive, tilting its head and turning towards them, staring at them intently.

"This thing even has automatic steering?" Qin Shu rolled up his sleeves. "I'm going to take it apart."

It was so close!

[The camera is so cute, why take it apart? QAQ]

[Waaaaah, it's one of our own, please let me see!]

[@Director Bai Yang, director, come quick! Your security camera is about to be destroyed by your husky!]

The camera swayed, and Qin Shu, with a dark face, grabbed the camera and twisted it. Even under the deadly angle of the fisheye camera, his handsome face, which was so striking it was almost infuriating, still looked handsome from every angle.

Disassembling the equipment by hand was obviously quite difficult, so Song Ying watched for a while and then went over to help.

In the four live stream rooms, while the guests were interacting sweetly in other shots, and some were even greeting the audience in front of the camera, only the winning and losing couple let the camera zoom in on their faces and violently dismantle the device.

Unable to disassemble it from any angle, Qin Shu decided to cut to the chase.

"This thing is hard to disassemble, let's just break it in half. We can always compensate them with a few more later."

Song Ying nodded in agreement, "Okay, let's just twist his neck."

"Don't twist it! Don't twist it!"

The director's urgent voice came from outside the door, followed by incessant knocking, as if afraid that if he was a little late, the equipment would be gone.

"A-Shu, wait a minute." Upon hearing this, Song Ying stopped Qin Shu.

The door opened, and the director rushed in, hurrying to the front of the camera. "Mr. Qin, don't be impulsive, let's talk this out!"

"Speak properly?" Qin Shu pointed at the camera, his voice slightly deep, his expression cold. "Is this what you call speaking properly?"

"Well... it's the production team's fault for not informing us beforehand. It's all my fault. I was busy and forgot about it. Mr. Qin, I apologize to you and Ms. Song. I'm so sorry!"

Knowing that Qin Shu had a fiery temper and was not someone to be trifled with, the director quickly backed down and apologized.

These young couple are very popular now, and for the sake of traffic, we have to appease them.

"It was our production team's oversight; we should have informed them beforehand. However, for the sake of smooth filming later on, please be gentle with this camera and don't dismantle it, okay?"

Qin Shu didn't speak, but looked at Song Ying.

No matter what the director said, he couldn't be bothered to listen. If his wife also felt it was inappropriate, he would just tear it down.

The entire villa belongs to the Qin family, so what's wrong with him removing a security camera?

“Ms. Song, you see, our variety show starts at seven in the morning. When we were filming at the old location, the cameraman would start filming at seven, which meant the guests would have to get up at six. Plus, it was noisy, so you couldn't get any rest. If we keep this camera, we won't have to bother you so early. What do you think?”

These words struck a chord with Song Ying.

Filming until midnight and then being woken up at 6 a.m. the next morning was definitely not a pleasant experience.

Besides, one can't hit a smiling face. "We're not unreasonable people. Since it was the production team's good intention, and now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, we'll keep the camera. But one thing needs to be made clear beforehand: the camera can only be used during filming hours, not during breaks..."

"Don't worry!" the director assured him, raising his hand. "We absolutely will not open during the evening rest time! We will fully respect and protect your privacy!"

“In that case, I have no further questions.” The director was very polite, and Song Ying gave him face by backing down. “We apologize for what happened earlier.”

"It's alright, it's alright. It was our oversight, it has nothing to do with you."

"I have another question." Qin Shu gripped his right wrist with his left hand, his right hand moving nimbly. "Besides here, where else are there security cameras?"

Is this the only suite of such a large size?

Qin Shu did not believe it.

This person seems to admit defeat quickly and has a good attitude, but he's actually quite shrewd.

"Ahem, Mr. Qin is indeed perceptive. I was just about to tell you about the other cameras," the director said with an awkward smile, leading the group to look at the cameras in other locations.

There are massage rooms, bedrooms, and even bathrooms.

When Qin Shu saw the bedroom and bathroom, her eyes practically blazed with fury. The director quickly raised his hand, "The cameras in the bedroom and bathroom are directional, not rotating. They can only capture specific areas. We dare not film particularly private locations!"

Even if they didn't dare to take pictures, in places like this, if it hadn't been discovered early, I'm afraid they would have captured everything, both what they should and shouldn't have been photographed.

At first, I thought the winning and losing couple were making a mountain out of a molehill, but now it seems they were lucky to be vigilant.

[If it was truly an unintentional mistake, that's one thing, but if the production team deliberately didn't tell the guests, the motive is disgusting.]

Under Qin Shu's wolf-like gaze, the director wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

This was the first time he had done this. He originally thought he would make the film more realistic and gain more attention, but now it seems that he almost went astray.

"Mr. Qin, Miss Song..."

Song Ying interrupted the director, saying, "Thank you for reminding us, Director Bai. We already know there are cameras in the room, but the other guests may not know yet. Please hurry up and remind everyone."

"Oh right, you two should rest now. I'll go remind the others."

After seeing the director and the others off, Qin Shu closed the door, leaving only the young couple inside.

Sitting on the sofa, staring at the camera, Song Ying felt very uncomfortable for the first time.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to turn off the light."

After Qin Shu finished speaking, the room went dark.

Viewers could only see him turn on his phone camera and, starting from the doorway, look through every corner of the room, inside and out, through the dim light of his phone screen.

Finally, after confirming that there were no hidden cameras, the lights were turned back on.

"Zhiyuan's house was built and decorated by a professional team. There was never any hidden camera. This time, it must have been installed later by the production team for the sake of filming effect."

A while ago, a chain hotel was embroiled in a hidden camera scandal. Although everyone knows that tonight's event is a setup for a variety show, Qin Shu still offered an explanation to avoid implicating Zhiyuan.

Of course, more than anything, it's about protecting their privacy.

Song Ying was a smart woman and understood immediately, so she echoed, "Zhiyuan is a large and wealthy family, he wouldn't do something like this. Didn't the director say it was the production team's arrangement? But the way you tested the camera just now was quite good. If our viewers go to a new place, they can try using Ashu's method to put their minds at ease."

With the topic veered off to this point, the two patiently spent the remaining half hour of the broadcast introducing housing safety to the audience, from testing security cameras to women living alone ordering takeout, and even popularizing methods for women to protect themselves when encountering human traffickers who claim kinship and attempt to abduct them on the street.

A dating reality show livestream has turned into a livestream for popularizing personal safety laws.

We close for business at 12 o'clock.

Song Ying stretched and slumped against Qin Shu.

"Filming a variety show is more tiring than acting. We're probably on a fake show... Honey, I'm so tired..."

"Shh, wait a minute." Qin Shu stood up, grabbed some tissues, and wrapped all the cameras tightly before walking over.

"You're so thoughtful, honey!"

"No reward?" Qin Shu raised an eyebrow slightly, reached out his long arm, and picked up Song Ying, who was slumped on the sofa.

Song Ying instinctively hooked her arm around his neck, leaned close to Qin Shu, touched his pert nose, and chuckled softly.

Under the lamplight, the titmouse's eyes shone like stars. "What reward do you want?"

A night breeze rustled through the window, causing the green grass outside to sway.

The bright moon hangs high, its reflection shimmering on the lake, yet the chaotic night wind stirs up ripples.

It is the best time for hunting.

His breath grew warmer, his chest swelled, his thin lips gently nibbled at her ear, shyly catching the fireflies in his arms.

How about taking a shower together?