Romance Variety Show: The aloof and beautiful fourth female lead is always coveted.

The next person is Bai Nianchu.

She blinked, her gaze returning from where it had been looking elsewhere.

He seemed to have thought a lot, yet also seemed to have thought of nothing at all, and slowly said, "Those who have never slept outdoors before, let's fold one."

Everyone: "?"

The things you propose when you fold your fingers must be things you have done or have done yourself.

They simply couldn't imagine... that Bai Nianchu would experience outdoor activities like camping.

Of the guests present, besides Bai Nianchu, only Chen Yuze and Liu Zhiwei didn't break their fingers; everyone else did.

After two rounds of the finger-folding game, someone noticed that Bai Nianchu was acting subtly differently—when others were asking questions, she was always a beat late in curling her fingers, and when it was her turn to play the game, her reaction was also slower than usual.

The same goes for the voice when speaking.

Her voice, which used to be as cold and clear as shattered ice, had inexplicably gained a touch of alluring tenderness and softness.

It also sounds a bit like the murmuring of a noble Ragdoll cat being nestled in a human's arms, which, when it reaches one's eardrums, has a ticklish, heart-soothing quality.

They then realized that Bai Nianchu was a little drunk.

However, because of her fair complexion and lack of intoxication on her face, no one noticed for a moment.

This was the first time Bai Nianchu had shown such a soft and relaxed demeanor in front of others.

Everyone's hearts softened, as if they had been caught off guard and had their soft flesh pinched.

In this situation, who would be in the mood to play games?

They all rushed over to tease and coax her.

Like approaching a kitten dozing in the sunlight.

"Nianchu, are you alright?"

"She looks so well-behaved... Is she really drunk?"

"We can't let her drink next time."

"I think I only had half a glass. Your alcohol tolerance is so low, Nianchu~"

Of all the people in the group, Xu Muyang was the most talkative, making one funny remark after another.

Unexpectedly, Bai Nianchu suddenly reached out, as if catching a quacking duck, and precisely pinched his parted lips. Her warm breath brushed against his neck, and her voice was clear yet slightly hoarse: "...So noisy."

"?!"

Xu Muyang froze, his blood rushed to his head, and his face instantly turned bright red.

He dared not move, carefully embracing the soft, fragrant body that had suddenly leaned in. He didn't even dare to clench his fists, but merely placed them loosely on either side of that slender waist.

Lin Zhao's eyes darkened, and her lips pressed into a straight line.

Moreover, his complexion was showing a faint tendency to turn from black to green.

When an ordinary person gets drunk, shouldn't their first instinct be to rely on the person they know best next to them?

Unlike Bai Nianchu, who could get close to even a lowly sycophant, she kept her distance from him, her childhood sweetheart whom she had known the longest.

Lin Zhao felt a lump in his throat, a tightness that made him feel uncomfortable.

Is Lin Zhao really inferior to Xu Muyang, this sycophant who comes when summoned and goes when dismissed?

Lin Zhao suddenly stood up and reached out her arm to Bai Nianchu's shoulder, trying to help her away.

Almost simultaneously, three other figures approached from different directions.

To the female guest observing and the countless viewers watching the live stream, this scene was filled with an indescribable tension and a certain dangerous rhythm:

Five tall, handsome men trapped Bai Nianchu in the center. Xu Muyang's palm was still on her waist, Lin Zhao's fingers were about to touch her shoulder, Ling Yan tightly gripped the hem of her clothes, Su Yi'an gently supported her arm, and Chen Yuze held her slender wrist... Their breathing was heavy, their Adam's apples bobbing, like five thirsty male beasts drooling, their gazes fixed on her, their postures like nets slowly tightening around their prey.

Surround her, trap her.

And... to have her.

Every breath, every heartbeat, screams out the instinctive desire to possess, the yearning, and the struggle.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the air was so thick it felt almost tangible.

They blushed and were stunned for a long time.

[Hiss—Is this still a dating reality show? What channel have I stumbled into... (face turns yellow emoji)]

[The fourth baby girl is so well-behaved, beautiful, cute, and pretty when she's drunk! I want to kiss her! And the guy is a guy too. (Disclaimer: I'm not jealous!)]

"Isn't that a bit too much?"

[The person upstairs... what you should really talk about is the number of people.]

[I have a question: Does their credibility increase when they're surrounding the fourth female baby?]

What kind of reputation?

I don't know, my reputation is soaring.

[I can't believe it, the comment upstairs is hilarious! I watched it twice and suddenly understood.]

In the end, Jiang Meng was the first to react, and she chased the group of stinky men away, feeling both annoyed and amused.

"Hey, that's enough!"

"Everyone move aside, I'm taking Nianchu back to rest!"

The male guest then seemed to realize what was happening and reluctantly walked away.

Since it's not yet time for a formal confession, it's indeed inappropriate for them to have too much physical contact with the female guest.

Ye Siyao held Jiang Meng down and stepped forward, saying, "Let me do it. Nianchu and I share a room."

"What's wrong with sharing a room?" Jiang Meng asked, dodging Ye Siyao's hand with displeasure.

She felt that Ye Siyao was being a bit too clingy, following Bai Nianchu everywhere. "I was the one who said it first."

Ye Siyao glanced at Jiang Meng from top to bottom, sighed, and said with a hint of pity in her eyes, "Jiang Meng, this isn't a matter of first come, first served."

It was practically a blatant warning to her: You're not tall enough, I'm afraid you'll drop her while you're holding on.

Jiang Meng isn't stupid; of course she understood.

She immediately jumped up in anger: "What does that look mean...?"

"Hey you two, why are you arguing over helping someone up?" Liu Zhiwei couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted their argument, reaching out to hug Bai Nianchu. "Let me do it, I'm the strongest, I can hold her steady."

After saying that, she nimbly led the people towards the stairs.

Liu Zhiwei is right; she is indeed the most athletic and strongest among the female guests.

Jiang Meng and Ye Siyao remained silent.

The men were still savoring what had just happened, as well as the lingering warmth and fragrance in their palms.

They were like docile, tongue-loosening wolfhounds, their eyes glued to their master, following her wherever she went, until the slender figure was half-supported, half-carried away from the corner of the stairs, only then reluctantly withdrawing their gaze.

Second-floor bedroom.

Liu Zhiwei escorted the "great succubus" to the bedside, bent down, and was about to put her down.

Just then, Bai Nianchu unconsciously lowered her head, her thin, soft lips gently brushing against the exposed skin of her neck.

Liu Zhiwei trembled instantly, and the hairs on her entire body stood on end.

"...Nianchu?"

Bai Nianchu did not respond to her.

It has clearly fallen into a deep sleep.

Liu Zhiwei remained silent for a while, then pretended to be nonchalant as she covered Bai Nianchu with the blanket and carefully tucked the corners in.

As Liu Zhiwei passed the bathroom in the bedroom and was about to leave the room, she subconsciously glanced inside.

Suddenly I saw myself in the mirror, my face flushed red from my neck down to my cheeks.