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Both being men, Rong Yuheng instantly realized what was pressed against him.

He was instantly shocked and lost his color. With both hands pushing against Wen Zhecheng’s shoulders, attempting to create some distance, he exclaimed, “No, no, no… not this!”

Wen Zhecheng remained unfazed, leaning down to capture Rong Yuheng’s lips. A stream of suggestive remarks continued to flow from him, “Give it a try, it’s fulfilling.”

Rong Yuheng’s heart pounded, his face turning red as he tried to pinch Wen Zhecheng’s lip, expressing his pain and disapproval. “Are you still the reserved Three Golden Movie Emperor, Wen Zhecheng? How can you… talk so provocatively?”

Wen Zhecheng seized his wandering hand. “I was quite reserved before I met you,” he said with a subtle motion of his throat, his gaze becoming even more intense. “Why can’t I speak this way with my boyfriend?”

Surprisingly, Rong Yuheng found himself convinced and, in his fluster, failed to find a reason to object.

Wen Zhecheng playfully nudged him a couple of times, feeling a slight movement from the person below. He simply extended his arm to keep Rong Yuheng tightly in his embrace.

Their heights matched well. When they stood still, Rong Yuheng’s chin would rest perfectly on Wen Zhecheng’s shoulder. Now, as Wen Zhecheng slightly bent, he could comfortably rest his head in the crook of Rong Yuheng’s shoulder.

Wen Zhecheng’s breath was hot and heavy, and his heartbeat resonated, like an explosion in his mind, leaving him in a state of primal instinct.

“Rong, Rong…” Wen Zhecheng mumbled as he pecked at Rong Yuheng’s neck. His lips were somewhat dry, pressing against the tender skin and creating a coarse yet intimate sensation.

Suddenly, Rong Yuheng shivered, alarm bells ringing in his mind!

He exclaimed loudly, “Wen Zhecheng, you’ve triggered the second-tier permission without my consent!”

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Wen Zhecheng resorted to his usual tactic of being playful and apologetic. He apologized while rubbing against Rong Yuheng, saying, “Sorry, sorry…”

Rong Yuheng, on the other hand, was not resisting; he was conservative by nature, despite his constant flirtatious banter. Though he was lost in confusion, he couldn’t find a reason to object.

Wen Zhecheng, sensing the movement beneath him, stretched out his arms, keeping Rong Yuheng pinned in his embrace.

The room was dimly lit, and the ceiling lamp above them cast shadows on Rong Yuheng’s face. Wen Zhecheng’s eyes, backlit, appeared fervent and profound.

Rong Yuheng, struggling to gather his thoughts, mustered the strength to push against Wen Zhecheng, stating, “This can’t continue; I’m giving you a yellow card warning!”

Wen Zhecheng, unable to resist his playful nature, inquired, “And what does a red card warning entail?” When he noticed Rong Yuheng’s lips moving, he promptly added, “And no apologies accepted!”

Rong Yuheng’s mouth closed shut.

The two stared at each other for a moment. Wen Zhecheng, first to release the tension, propped himself up from above Rong Yuheng. Half-kneeling on the sofa, he positioned himself at Rong Yuheng’s side, facing his face.

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Wen Zhecheng blushed and asked, “So, what should we do about this?”

Rong Yuheng, looking guilty, glanced at Wen Zhecheng’s intense reaction and cautiously suggested, “How about I put out the fire for you?”

Wen Zhecheng’s eyes lit up, as if he saw a new hope. “How will you do that?”

Anywhere, everywhere, he was open to suggestions.

Rong Yuheng affectionately said, “I’ll hypnotize it.”

Wen Zhecheng: …?

Before Wen Zhecheng could clarify what “hypnotize” meant, Rong Yuheng cleared his throat.

The next moment, a loud and melodious voice erupted from his throat! Like the opening of the Three Gorges Dam, a surging wave of sound flowed with tremendous force.

“Sleep, my dear baby,

Daddy’s hands will rock you forever…”

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Wen Zhecheng’s pupils contracted. Rong Yuheng was singing a lullaby to his little tent!

The catch was that Rong Yuheng sang it with genuine emotion, transitioning from initial nervousness to immersion, and his gaze turned affectionate and serene.

Under the gaze subtly filled with Buddha-like compassion, Wen Zhecheng completely gave up.

The feeling of desire being forcefully extinguished wasn’t pleasant. Wen Zhecheng looked meaningfully at the hamster still intoxicated in its singing, and when the last note fell, he spoke, “You better be like how you sing.”

Now cleansed by the reiteration of his own song, Rong Yuheng looked as pure as a newborn baby. He widened his innocent eyes and asked, “Huh? Like what?”

Wen Zhecheng softly sang, “Daddy’s hands will rock you forever.”

Rong Yuheng: …

Help, he got dirty again!

The next day, when He Zuo, back at the film set, enthusiastically brought a self-cooked hotpot to find Rong Yuheng, he was shocked to be stopped five meters away. What happened?

He Zuo was at a loss. He only knew that Rong Yuheng had become considerably colder towards him, but he didn’t expect such deep resentment!

Rong Yuheng now seemed to want to punch him whenever he saw him.

If it wasn’t for him, Wen Zhecheng wouldn’t have broken through the boundaries of restraint again!

He Zuo cautiously approached, “Little Rong, I know you like spicy food, so I brought you a hotpot…”

Rong Yuheng looked at him with accumulated resentment in his eyes and said, “If I take it, are we going to trend on social media again?”

He Zuo hurriedly reassured, “No, no!”

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He actually regretted it. Back then, he shouldn’t have done this. Otherwise, their relationship wouldn’t be in such a stiff state now.

The group photos were taken purely by chance. He Zuo’s team indeed took the pictures, but initially, they only wanted to capture the scene of He Zuo bidding farewell to the cast. However, they unintentionally captured several images of him hugging Rong Yuheng alone.

He Zuo’s manager thought it was an opportunity to gain attention. After all, the online call for “He Tianyu” was quite high. Besides, seeing that Rong Yuheng and He Zuo had a good relationship, he probably wouldn’t mind. It was just a typical move to stir up some gossip; they could clarify it later. Isn’t that how online rumors usually work?

He Zuo didn’t know what mentality he had at the time. When his manager suggested it, he didn’t refuse.

But he didn’t expect Rong Yuheng to clarify things with such speed.

“That day, our team didn’t handle it well,” He Zuo now said to Rong Yuheng, “I won’t do it again. Can you forgive me?”

He Zuo’s attitude was exceptionally good, making Rong Yuheng soften a bit. But he had been genuinely angry before. He and He Zuo were such good friends, yet the latter bound him up in a hot topic without notifying him.

Moreover, he was already with Wen Zhecheng. It was essential to distance himself from any other CP relationships.

Rong Yuheng thought for a moment and finally accepted the self-cooked hotpot. Although they crossed paths at the film set, Rong Yuheng gave He Zuo a way out, saying, “I won’t blame the past.”

He Zuo’s eyes lit up.

The next second, Rong Yuheng added, “But let’s avoid suspicion. We had close contact before. Let’s not have it again. Is that okay?”

Rong Yuheng’s words sounded polite, as if he were seeking He Zuo’s opinion. However, He Zuo knew Rong Yuheng was simply informing him in a one-sided manner.

He Zuo could only respond with a subdued, “Oh… got it.” After responding, he still felt a bit reluctant, as if he had lost to Wen Zhecheng. He inquired, “Then, what about Teacher Wen? Why don’t you avoid suspicion with him?”

Rong Yuheng casually glanced at He Zuo and said, “Teacher Wen and I don’t need to avoid suspicion.”

…

He Zuo’s return marked the nearing completion of “Plain Robes” and the onset of a direct battle between “He Tianyu” and “Ze Cheng Yi Yu.”

The onlookers in the crew, prepared with their front-row seats for the drama, were surprised to find the atmosphere between the three main characters calm and seemingly unaffected.

Lin Yeqing, who was eagerly waiting for the showdown between the two major CPs, expressed her disbelief from the corner, “Why hasn’t my most anticipated scene happened yet? Where is the peak confrontation between the two big CPs? Where are the jealous and quarrelsome scenes?”

Next to her, Xuanguang calmly edited the script, not lifting his eyelids. “This is life, not a melodramatic eight o’clock drama.”

After a pause, he added, “Of course, true-to-life scenarios are too outrageous for scripts to handle.”

Lin Yeqing sighed with regret, “What a waste of such a big drama.”

…

However, the three main characters, secretly observed by the crew members, were not as calm as they appeared.

Since He Zuo’s return, Rong Yuheng had been sounding the alarm every day, fearing that Wen Zhecheng might suddenly unleash all permissions with a single step.

But over the past few days, Wen Zhecheng seemed calm and normal, making Rong Yuheng suspicious. Was Wen Zhecheng no longer in love with him?

What Rong Yuheng didn’t know was that Wen Zhecheng, in his own way, was having more internal drama than the scenes filmed in “Plain Robes.” Every day, Wen Zhecheng had to hypnotize himself: be composed, be courteous, don’t show displeasure towards He Zuo. After all, he was the rightful one, the one to conquer the world with etiquette.

As for He Zuo, he now walked on thin ice, trying to be a steady person, fearing that Rong Yuheng might put him back on the blacklist.

Under the bizarre magnetic field of the three main characters, “Plain Robes” finally smoothly reached its conclusion.

On the night of the crew’s wrap-up party, Qian Xinlei treated everyone to a meal, and they all went for barbecue. The barbecue place was Japanese-style, and after taking a group photo with everyone holding bouquets, the managers and assistants absent, they placed the bouquets in a corner and sat barefoot at the table.

Qian Xinlei held the menu and said, “Order whatever you like, don’t be polite!”

Other actors waved their hands, saying, “Anything, Director, you can order.”

Only Rong Yuheng and Xuanguang, feeling as if they were at home, danced with the menu, “Snowflake beef! Tender pork belly! Grilled chicken wings! Order, order, order!”

Others: …

Qian Xinlei, as tolerant as a kind father, waved his hand, “Order whatever you like!”

Rong Yuheng and Xuanguang cheered, “Thousand Island sauce is great!”

The neglected Wen Zhecheng sighed, “…”, hating himself for not being as lively and cute as Xuanguang!

A table full of dishes was soon served, along with mellow rice wine. Rong Yuheng licked his lips, picked up a wine glass, and started drinking. Wen Zhecheng, remembering the last “drunk incident,” quickly restrained a certain restless hamster and said, “Drink slowly, don’t drink too much!”

Unhappily, Rong Yuheng pouted his lips and bumped his butt against Wen Zhecheng’s, “It’s a wrap, and you’re still worried about me?”

Wen Zhecheng sighed and pulled him down, playing with his fur. He gently said, “Be good, don’t make a scene; we’re in public.”

Not listening at all, Rong Yuheng pressed his head against Wen Zhecheng’s chest, “Are you embarrassed by me?”

Wen Zhecheng, embracing him, comforted, “No, no, I’m just afraid you won’t find a place to hide after sobering up.”

On the side, Lin Yeqing looked over in astonishment: Wen Zhecheng was so good at comforting people!

Also, affected by the festive atmosphere, another actor, Ying Xian, who played the third princess in the play and was a good friend of “Huai Qing,” was somewhat intoxicated. She invited Rong Yuheng, “Rong Goose, I’m going to livestream, are you coming?”

Rong Yuheng, eager to participate, was about to move but was pressed back by Wen Zhecheng the next moment. “Don’t be silly. Ying Xian’s livestream has many fans.”

Rong Yuheng decoded it in a second, “Are you saying I can’t afford to lose this person!”

Reading his mind, Wen Zhecheng could only comfort him reluctantly, “No, I’m just worried that you’ll be too tired from the business.”

The lively and cheerful atmosphere continued as Ying Xian opened her livestream. Several other actors who were still clear-headed gathered around to join the fun. With the whole table lively and bustling, fans requested Ying Xian to turn the camera around to capture everyone.

Ying Xian looked around at the people at the table and asked, “Is it okay?”

“Sure, let’s greet everyone together.”

“No problem!”

As the camera turned, the number of fans in the live stream had doubled compared to the beginning. Not only were Ying Xian’s fans present, but also fans of the drama “Plain Robes” who had rushed in upon hearing the news.

“Ah, ah, I see Teacher Wen!”

“And Rong Goose~ They’re sitting together, so close! ‘Ze Cheng Yi Yu’ SZD!”

“Zuo Ge is quite far from them… oh no, did He Tianyu get caught [crying]?”

“Also, Qing Qing Qing!! [Rainbow]”

“Who’s the cute girl next to Director Qian? Is she a new actress? Why haven’t I seen her in the drama?”

…

The barrage in the live stream was still scrolling rapidly. After Ying Xian finished the panoramic view, she was about to fix her phone on a small stand in front of her. Suddenly, someone next to her stood up and accidentally bumped into her.

The phone screen, not yet tightened onto the stand, suddenly rotated—the camera was now directly facing Wen Zhecheng and Rong Yuheng.

At this moment, the two of them were completely unaware of the commotion on Ying Xian’s end.

Rong Yuheng was already halfway drunk, his eyes looking like they had soaked in water, clear and enticing, with a hint of crimson at the corners. He reached out and pulled at Wen Zhecheng’s face, “Why did you become two?”

Wen Zhecheng held his hand, wrapped it in his palm, and asked, “Then which one do you like more?”

Ying Xian was instantly frightened, ready to abandon her innocent and gentle image. She uttered a “WTF” and tried to adjust the phone screen. In the live stream, fans only saw the screen shake violently twice. Rong Yuheng suddenly stood up, leaning towards Wen Zhecheng, and the two faced each other as if about to kiss—

The next second, the camera quickly swung past half of the table of actors, creating a blurry aftermath. In the midst of the chaotic voices, fans faintly heard a sentence,

“Which one do you like? I need to check the goods first.”

Author’s note: Rong Yuheng (drunk.jpg): Check the goods! I want a handsome one!

Wen Zhecheng (deep gaze.jpg): Check the goods? Check what goods?

Netizens (scrambling in fear.gif): Checking the goods?! Did I misunderstand something???