Chapter 49 Shirt Clip vs. Bathtub Red Wine Red wine and cold white...
However, the expected pain did not come; instead, something light and soft touched the top of my head.
The next second, countless colorful ribbons burst forth, cascading down like a rainbow from above, tickling their cheeks and necks, covering their entire bodies.
Wen Yinhe held Lu Huaijin in his arms, looked up in astonishment, and peeked through the gaps in the ribbons at the streetlights, the moon, and the starry sky. Everything was ordinary, and all he could hear was a breathtaking silence. Only the soft rustling of the ribbons against his clothes accompanied the still-beating heartbeat, deafening in the dead of night.
After a brief moment of shock, Lu Huaijin immediately went to check if Wen Yinhe was alright, only to find his head covered in colorful ribbons and scraps of paper.
Only then did the two realize that what had hit them on the head was not a heavy object, but a ball of ribbon wrapped in thin paper.
Just then, a group of staff members holding firework tubes suddenly rushed out of the van and quickly surrounded the two.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Wen Yinhe subconsciously raised his hand and covered Lu Huaijin's ears.
More ribbons and fireworks exploded before their eyes, fluttering down and showering the two of them.
The staff cheered and applauded.
"Congratulations to Teacher Wen and President Lu on successfully passing all three challenges! The fifth game—Love Trap—has come to a successful conclusion!"
Wen Yinhe: "..."
Lu Huaijin: "..."
[Aaaaaah! It was the final challenge from the production team! I was so scared, waaaaaah! Thank goodness you're alright! Thank goodness you're alright! They even fooled us viewers and big spenders! How awful!]
[Hahahaha, the movie star and CEO Lu are so adorable! I've never seen them make such cute, goofy expressions before! So cute! This must be the legendary "husband and wife look," hahaha! Surprised? Unexpected? Didn't expect this was all a setup by the production team!]
[Who understands! Their first reaction when faced with danger is to immediately shield each other in their arms! So touching, I'm crying! They truly value each other more than their own lives! It's purely out of instinct! My God, this fairytale-like love actually exists! This is practically a fantasy story!!!]
Some staff members stayed on site to clean up, while Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin left first in another van.
On the way, the two finally learned that after all the guests left the villa that morning, the production team had secretly started the fifth round of the game.
The fifth game was called "Love Trap," which was also a "game trap" specially set up for them by the production team.
The game consists of three parts: stolen phone, bar encounter, and crisis moment.
The tests will assess whether guests can remain emotionally stable in the face of unexpected situations and prioritize their partner's feelings; whether they can uphold their principles and remain loyal to their partner in the face of temptation; and whether they can be brave and fearless in the face of danger and always stand in front of their partner.
"Clearly, you two are very emotionally stable, always putting your partner's feelings first, sticking to your principles in the face of temptation, and deeply devoted to each other. Even when faced with danger, your first reaction is always to protect your partner. Congratulations on perfectly completing the fifth game! That's fantastic!"
The staff member gave a passionate commentary, recalling the moment the ribbon ball fell and the two people scrambling to shield each other, which moved them to tears.
Only guests who successfully complete all three tasks will receive congratulations from all the staff, as this is their job.
But just now, they all spontaneously and excitedly rushed out of the car to cheer and celebrate for the two of them.
They should have been indifferent working people, but as the show progressed, they witnessed the hardships that Teacher Wen and President Lu had gone through, their deep affection for each other, and their unbelievably perfect performances in every game.
No one can remain unmoved after witnessing such passionate and faithful love.
Anyway, all the staff members on this season have already become fans of the two as a couple.
This is so sweet, I'm so excited!
“It’s rare for someone to fool me like this,” Lu Huaijin leaned against Wen Yinhe, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes, and glanced at the camera as if by accident. “This director… is quite interesting.”
The director in the other van shuddered, silently averting his gaze from the monitor screen and touching his neck.
I feel a chill in my neck for no reason.
[Hahaha, I've been appreciated by President Lu! I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing (doge)]
[I suggest broadcasting the control room live too! I'm so curious about the director's expression right now, hahaha, he must be sweating bullets!]
[Director: You've taken all the bamboo shoots from the entire hillside...]
After listening to the staff's explanation, Wen Yinhe paused slightly and asked curiously, "So, the stolen phone...?"
The staff member's eyes welled up with tears, and he awkwardly touched his nose, coughing lightly: "Teacher Wen, please don't misunderstand, we really didn't do it. Our staff hadn't even found you yet when the real thief beat us to it."
He paused, wiped away his tears, and said with lingering fear, "I really have to thank Teacher Wen and President Lu for this. It's so great that we were able to get my phone back!"
Although the staff didn't say it explicitly, everyone understood the deeper meaning behind the words of gratitude.
This phone is their biggest financial backer. If they really lose their big spender, the guests might be fine, but these low-level workers will be the first to have their wages docked.
"I'm so sorry, I lost the phone and almost got you guys criticized," Wen Yinhe said, his eyelashes lowered and his eyes showing apology. His humble demeanor showed no trace of celebrity airs. "If that had really happened, I'll make up for whatever bonus you lost this time. If the director insists on scolding you, I'll shield you. If I can't even do that, I'll let President Lu step in. The director definitely won't dare to say anything then."
Lu Huaijin raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"
Is this something he has to do?
Wen Yinhe kissed his cheek and couldn't help but chuckle: "You're more intimidating."
"Hmph." Lu Huaijin rested his chin on his hand with an air of superiority, but did not refuse.
The staff member was stunned for a moment, and then, tears welled up in Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin's eyes as they stared in astonishment.
The funniest thing was that Wen Yinhe subconsciously reached out to shield Lu Huaijin's face, as if afraid that the spray would splash onto Lu Huaijin's face.
[Hahahaha, help! I'm dying of laughter! This staff member is so cute, is this what they call being unable to hold your tears? Their emotions are just too much!]
[Actor, were you serious about that hand-blocking gesture? And is this really how you use President Lu? To scare people, huh? Laughing and crying]
[Actor, please stop showering us with your gentleness! It's making the lividity on this poor working-class person's skin fade, waaaaaah! I told you, once you've actually met the actor, it's impossible for anyone not to fall for his charm!]
[I can't even imagine how awesome it would be to work at Lu's! You might see a movie star visiting the set anytime! And what about the prizes at the year-end party—signed photos and magazines from the movie star?! I'm so jealous just imagining it!!!]
【!!!!! Holy crap! You're such a genius! I'm going to get everyone in our group to anonymously send emails wishing that this year's company party prize is an autographed photo of the movie star, waaaaaah! Of course, it would be even better if the movie star could show up at the party... (Sorry, I know this request is too much, but it's okay to dream, right? QAQ)】
[A Lu family employee testifies: We haven't seen the Movie Emperor at the company in all these years... But considering the Movie Emperor's previous situation, he couldn't leave the premises. Now that he's back, can't we dream of seeing him at the company to pick up President Lu?! Please, please! I'm willing to continue working like a slave for Lu's for another twenty years! Just to see my favorite couple together once!!!]
The van smoothly returned to the villa amidst the staff's comical antics and the lighthearted chatter of the viewers.
Although the viewers had a premonition of what would happen tonight, they still couldn't help but scream when they saw Lu Huaijin holding Wen Yinhe's hand and casually taking a bottle of chilled red wine from the refrigerator as they passed by.
Wen Yinhe almost immediately recalled the scene in the dimly lit bar: a handsome man's lips brushing against his burning ear, his breath hot and husky—
"Remember to take off your clothes, I want to ride on top of you and drink."
Lu Huaijin noticed Wen Yinhe's suddenly flushed cheeks and couldn't help but smile as he stroked his face, lifting his chin to kiss him: "It seems you're ready, so I don't need to say anything more."
Wen Yinhe's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and his jade-like skin turned a deep red, as if covered with a thick layer of powder. His gaze towards Lu Huaijin was shy, fiery, and filled with bright anticipation.
Lu Huaijin couldn't stand Wen Yinhe's gaze. His face flushed, he cursed under his breath, grabbed the wine bottle in one hand and Wen Yinhe's collar with the other, and swiftly dragged him into the bathroom, then closed the door behind him.
Outside, the viewers were going crazy in solitude, scratching their heads and screaming at the top of their lungs, staging a nightly breakdown.
[Okay, okay, stop watching, go take a shower and brush your teeth. Come back in two hours to watch something and go to bed, that'll be enough, hahaha, I'm so happy! Really! So what if I can't see the car? Do you think I want to see it? Eeeeeeeeeeeewawawawa (orders ten hamburgers) (drinks milk tea) (shouts "I love Mixue Ice Cream!" at Luckin Coffee)]
[Chefs, charge! Your favorite couples are having a wine party! How are you going to sleep tonight?! Write it down! Write it all out! Can't see it live?! Can't we imagine it?! Who can stop our minds?! (Wielding a small whip, whipping each chef's butt!!!)]
[A cook was beaten while passing by; he ran crying to cook.]
The two hugged and kissed as soon as they entered the bathroom.
Wen Yinhe reached out and wrapped his arms around Lu Huaijin's waist, stroking Lu Huaijin's neck with one hand and habitually caressing the back of his hair. He seemed to forget to breathe, feeling that the man's breath was all the air he needed, greedily and eagerly absorbing the oxygen from Lu Huaijin's mouth.
Lu Huaijin was also dizzy and mesmerized. His brain was rapidly becoming excited due to the lack of oxygen. A slight dizziness came over him, along with a suffocating feeling that made him even more excited. Before he could even put the wine in his hand to his mouth, he was already half-drunk and unconscious.
Their noses touched, their breaths mingling rapidly, the air filled with their warm breaths, as if they were melting into each other's bodies.
The cold bathroom quickly warmed up even before the hot water was turned on.
Wen Yinhe followed Lu Huaijin's arm and touched the wine bottle in his palm, wanting to help him take it, but the man gently waved his hand away.
"Don't move, this is what I need." Lu Huaijin kissed Wen Yinhe's lips briefly, then pushed Wen Yinhe's chest to the bathtub and gently pressed him into the tub.
Wen Yinhe was sitting in the bathtub when he looked up and saw Lu Huaijin about to sit in as well. He quickly blushed and declined, saying, "Wait a minute, I'll take a shower first."
Lu Huaijin paused in taking off his clothes, then clicked his tongue: "Didn't you just wash up before leaving?"
Wen Yinhe looked at him with slightly rapid breathing and deep eyes. She gently stroked his face and said apologetically, "You were sweating outside just now."
"So what? I don't mind." Lu Huaijin said indifferently, leaning forward as if to sit in the bathtub.
“No, I’m dirty,” Wen Yinhe said, her face flushed, her eyes fixed on him with unwavering focus. “Huai Jin, you can’t.”
Lu Huaijin stared at him for a moment, then reluctantly gave in and slowly stepped out of the bathtub: "Alright, you can take a bath then."
Wen Yinhe breathed a sigh of relief, but his heartbeat still didn't slow down.
Not wanting his lover to wait too long, he immediately grabbed the showerhead next to the bathtub, turned it on, and quickly rinsed himself off.
Opposite him, Lu Huaijin put down his wine bottle and sat on a low stool, his slender fingers fastening his belt.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, he looked up and asked Wen Yinhe casually, "I'm wearing a shirt clip today, want to see it?"
Wen Yinhe's breath hitched slightly.
Anyone who has ever worn a suit knows what a shirt clip is.
This was supposed to be a tool for gentlemen to hold their shirt hems in place, but in this context, when Lu Huaijin said it in an inviting manner, it inexplicably carried a hint of eroticism.
Almost instantly, all sorts of wonderful memories from the past flooded Wen Yinhe's mind. He felt like he was about to burst out of his head, his Adam's apple bobbing dryly as he honestly nodded.
"Good boy, here you go." Lu Huaijin was pleased with his honesty about his desire and said with a smile.
Then, Lu Huaijin slowly took off his trousers, revealing two matte black straps underneath.
The straps are tied around the base of the legs, with the side straps pointing upwards. Metal clips are used to hold the hem of the shirt in place so that it doesn't embarrassingly peek out from the edge of the pants.
His legs were long and straight, with fair skin, but they didn't look weak or soft at all. Instead, his muscles were firm and strong, with faint blue veins showing through them. When he was taut, he looked very powerful and exuded the charm of male hormones.
She was wearing two long black stockings, and another shirt was faintly visible beneath the hem of her blouse.
Lu Huaijin displayed himself casually, his long, narrow eyes slightly upturned, his gaze slow and deep, like an indescribable vortex, making one's skin feel faintly hot: "Am I handsome?"
Wen Yinhe's throat tightened, his heart pounded erratically, and he was at a loss for what to do. His breath was held captive by the man's gaze, and he couldn't tear his eyes away from the man even a fraction. He said in a low, hoarse voice, "Beautiful."
Lu Huaijin chuckled contentedly, deliberately drawing out the last syllable of each word, deep and languid, like a feather gently brushing against the sensitive back of the ear, a tickle reaching the depths of the heart: "Do you like it?"
Wen Yinhe swallowed dryly, the crimson color spreading from his neck to his entire body. He nodded gently: "I like it..."
“There’s something even better to come.” Lu Huaijin gave Wen Yinhe a meaningful look, then lowered his long eyelashes and glanced under his clothes.
The shirt clip was tied to the leg, thus blocking its path.
Lu Huaijin withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "This can't be taken off, so let's just leave it as it is."
With that, he hung it on the shirt clip.
Then he picked up a familiar bottle, poured the contents out, and casually applied it to his fingers.
Wen Yinhe gasped, a sudden wave of embarrassment washing over him. He stared at Lu Huaijin in disbelief, his vision blurred and his ears ringing.
"What are you doing?" Lu Huaijin's eyes were bloodshot, his brows furrowed slightly, and his lips curled up in a wanton and defiant manner. "You wash yours, I'll prepare mine, what's the problem?"
Wen Yinhe's eyes reddened with barely suppressed rage, the veins on his neck bulged, and his voice was urgent and hoarse, tinged with an inexplicable sense of grievance: "This should be my job..."
Lu Huaijin was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect that Wen Yinhe would care about this, and he almost couldn't help but laugh.
Damn, she's so cute! I really want to get to the point.
But tonight has only just begun, there's no rush, and he also wants the night to last a little longer.
"I'm so sorry, I've taken your job... But even so, don't you like it?"
Lu Huaijin's lips curled up, his gaze fixed intently on Wen Yinhe, as if kissing his entire body through his eyes. His low, husky voice inadvertently revealed a tremor and discomfort, but he quickly swallowed it away forcefully and urgently.
He kept provoking Wen Yinhe with his words, teasing him with his unrestrained manner, his gaze burning and piercing, without a trace of gentleness or softness, but filled with sharp aggression.
"If you don't like it, why are your eyes so wide open? And why are you staring so intently? Honey, tell me, where are you looking? Is it pretty? Do you like it?"
Wen Yinhe was almost driven crazy by Lu Huaijin. Sweat slowly seeped from his forehead and slid down his temples, only to be washed away by the hot water in his large hands, which at the same time covered up his extreme shame and his near-limit endurance.
The bathroom was filled with hot, humid steam, and the oxygen was being squeezed out by the steam, making it almost unbearably hot.
Wen Yinhe saw the mist condense into water droplets that hung on Lu Huaijin's fair skin, then mixed with the flowing water and dripped down onto the cold tiles.
At that moment, he clearly heard something in his mind snap gently, and something in his heart suddenly ignited. He could no longer hold back and put down the showerhead, trying to get up from the bathtub to seek relief from the man in front of him, but was stopped by Lu Huaijin's deep voice.
"Don't move, lie still. This drink is on me tonight, we agreed on this a long time ago."
Wen Yinhe's body suddenly paused, and he didn't get up again. However, his gaze towards Lu Huaijin became even more profound, as if it were a tangible force that slowly wrapped around Lu Huaijin's entire body, almost devouring him.
Lu Huaijin felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at, but his fighting spirit grew stronger and stronger, making his blood boil and clamor for a fierce battle and an attack.
Not to mention Wen Yinhe, he himself had long been unable to hold on.
Fortunately, preparations are almost complete now.
Lu Huaijin casually tossed the bottle in his hand aside, picked up the bottle of wine that he had neglected for a long time, strode to the bathtub, stepped in, and looked up to bite off the cork with his teeth.
He then raised his hand, the wine bottle hovering in the air, and slowly poured the bright red wine onto Wen Yinhe's body.
The bright red liquor meandered along the curves of Wen Yinhe's full muscles, forming an irregular stream before branching out in all directions, outlining the contours of his skin, delineating the undulations of each muscle, and finally leaving behind a trail of wet, glistening liquid.
The contrast between the red liquor and the pale skin creates a breathtaking beauty, while also subtly revealing a fragile vulnerability that evokes pity.
Lu Huaijin's eyes darkened instantly, and he felt extremely thirsty, as if his body was being roasted in a fire.
"Is it cold? Can you handle it?" Lu Huaijin couldn't help but reach out and touch it, his slender fingers slowly sliding along the winding path of the wine, dipping a little of the bright red wine in them before putting it in his mouth to taste.
It was just as sweet and delicious as he had imagined, but it seemed to make him even thirstier.
It's so spicy.
The wine was taken from the refrigerator. Although it had been sitting in the bathroom for a while, it was still cold enough to send shivers down Wen Yinhe's spine, whose body temperature was burning hot.
Wen Yinhe felt no cold at all; instead, the beads of sweat on his forehead became even more concentrated, forming a thin stream that flowed down his jawline.
His chest heaved rapidly, his breathing became increasingly difficult, and even speaking became strained and difficult.
"No...it's so hot."
Wen Yinhe looked up as Lu Huaijin put the wine on his body into his mouth. His Adam's apple bobbed with increasing dryness and itchiness. His nasal cavity was filled with the aroma of the wine evaporating into the air. Even without taking a sip, it was enough to make one feel intoxicated.
He took a deep breath, feeling dizzy, and reached out to gently wrap his arms around Lu Huaijin's waist. Then, he slowly probed his burning palms under the man's clothes from bottom to top.
“Huai Jin, you are so beautiful…” Wen Yinhe gazed at Lu Huai Jin’s handsome face with infatuation, stroking the man’s lean and smooth back, his large hands almost covering Lu Huai Jin’s entire back.
Lu Huaijin laughed with pleasure, his fingers, stained with red wine, gliding over Wen Yinhe's delicate features. Then, he playfully lifted Wen Yinhe's chin, looking him up and down with his eyes: "Really? I think you're prettier than me."
He leaned closer, his warm breath deliberately hitting Wen Yinhe's taut jaw. His fingers lightly traced the smooth, moist skin of Wen Yinhe's jaw, casually brushing against his Adam's apple, satisfied to feel the frequency of that fragile bone trembling. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve deeper.
"Tell me, did you seduce me with your pretty face and make me take you home? Hmm?"
Wen Yinhe's thick eyelashes fluttered, casting a dark shadow on his eyelids, making his dark eyes appear even more deep and dangerous.
It's as if all this quiet dormancy is just a prelude to a full-blown retribution when the time is right.
Lu Huaijin's heartbeat quickened slightly. His beastly instincts screamed danger, yet the blood in his body boiled with excitement.
He knew, of course, that beneath that beautiful face lay a stubborn and domineering heart, no less so than his own.
Back then, he was completely intimidated by the man's fragile yet beautiful appearance.
The past is too painful to recall.
Lu Huaijin felt the increasingly unrestrained hand on his back, and couldn't help but arch his back, clicking his tongue lightly and saying, "Watch your hand behind you, or you might pull my shirt off."
Wen Yinhe paused for a second and reached out to touch his shirt clip, but the man grabbed his hand tightly, stopping him.
“No, I’m going to wear it tonight.” Lu Huaijin covered Wen Yinhe’s hand with his palm, leading his hand to the rough strap and making him fasten it.
His deep, sexy voice seemed to penetrate one's spine, stimulating the most vulnerable nerve in one's bone marrow.
"Didn't you say you liked watching? Then you'd better watch carefully, I'll let you watch to your heart's content, okay?"
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