I'm in Wuha, and the whole internet is shipping me and Song Yuqi as a couple.

"Wu Zheng, have some decency!"

Deng Chao's voice was weak with hunger, "We didn't even have a proper breakfast, and you still want us to work?"

Wu Zheng completely ignored his wails and, with a wave of his hand, forced the man onto the bread cart.

Destination: Wuhan Yangtze River Ferry.

When we arrived at the dock, the river wind was howling.

In early autumn in Wuhan, it's still quite cool by the river in the morning.

Song Yuqi wore a loose, thin sweatshirt with athletic shorts. When the wind blew, her legs were bare, and she couldn't help but rub her arms.

Bai Lu was in an even worse state. Her short skirt was being blown about by the river wind. She held down the hem of her skirt with one hand and hugged her arm with the other, her lips turning white from the cold.

Her eyes darted left and right before finally settling on Jiang Che.

Jiang Che was wearing a thin black windbreaker today, with the zipper zipped all the way up, giving off an aloof and unapproachable vibe.

"Teacher Jiang..."

Bai Lu took small, quick steps toward Jiang Che, her voice trembling sweetly, yet conveying just the right amount of pitifulness.

"It's so windy, I'm a little cold. Could I borrow your coat?"

Jiang Che's gaze was fixed on the ferry that was about to dock on the river, without even lifting his eyelids.

"If you're cold, run a few more laps. Once you sweat, you won't feel cold anymore."

Upon hearing this, Bai Lu almost lost her composure, and managed to squeeze out a dry, "I...I'm wearing a skirt, so it's inconvenient to run around in."

Jiang Che didn't reply, but his hand had already unzipped his windbreaker.

Seeing this, Bai Lu's eyes lit up, thinking that he had changed his mind, and she was about to reach out to take it.

As a result, Jiang Che took off his coat, turned around, and threw it directly at Song Yuqi's head.

"Put this on. You're all skin and bones, what are you doing standing here in the cold wind?"

The live stream chat was instantly flooded with question marks and bursts of laughter.

[Hahaha, he ran two extra laps! Jiang Che really knows how to handle a green tea b*tch!]

[Bai Lu: I'm already so pitiful. Lyricist: Don't touch me.]

One second he's saying, "If you're cold, run a couple more laps," the next he's taking off his jacket and handing it to Yuqi. I love this double standard!

Song Yuqi's vision went black, and she grabbed the clothes that had slipped off her head.

His body heat still lingered on her down jacket, and the clean scent of soap enveloped her instantly.

She retorted defiantly, "Everyone has a bit of muscle! This is defined muscle definition, okay?!"

But his hands honestly put on the coat.

The men's clothes were too big for her, covering her thighs. She looked down and rolled up the sleeves twice, her lips curving into a wide smile.

Chen He, standing to the side, slapped Deng Chao's thigh with amusement: "Old Deng, look at Jiang Che, he's not just clueless, he's practically seen through a panoramic sunroof!"

Once on the ferry, the wind was even stronger on the deck.

Wu Zheng took out several huge, specially made T-shirts from the staff, with necklines so large that two heads could be stuffed directly into them.

"The second challenge: Sailing Together!"

Wu Zheng raised the megaphone and announced the rules: "Each team will select two people to wear this bodysuit together, and carry this tall glass filled with water from the bow to the stern. If more than half of the water spills, it's considered a failure."

He paused, then gave a smug, almost punchable smile.

"Since Bai Lu has already withdrawn from the Red Rope mission, this stage will still be completed by Jiang Che and Song Yuqi!"

Bai Lu stood in the wind, gritting her teeth, watching Song Yuqi and Jiang Che get put into that ridiculous bodysuit.

As soon as the clothes were put on, Song Yuqi sensed that something was wrong.

These clothes are way too small!

It was supposed to be a two-piece T-shirt, but Jiang Che had broad shoulders, so once he put it on, there was hardly any room left for Song Yuqi.

The two were forced to squeeze together, almost shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip.

"Jiang Che, move aside a bit, you're squeezing me to death." Song Yuqi twisted her body inside her clothes.

"I've already covered the seam; if I let it rip, the clothes will tear."

Jiang Che looked down at her.

They were so close that when he spoke, his warm breath fell on Song Yuqi's forehead, and he could even see her long eyelashes.

Song Yuqi dared not move.

[Well done, production team! Who borrowed this outfit? I'll donate 200 yuan!]

[Yuqi, little brother, stop moving! If you keep moving, it won't just be a matter of tearing clothes; you might accidentally burn something!]

Jiang Che's gaze is incredible; it feels like he's about to kiss her any second!

The two walked forward, their steps carried by the river breeze.

The ferry started moving, the river water surged, and the boat rocked slightly.

"Why!"

Song Yuqi stumbled, and the water cup she was holding tilted to the side.

She reached out and grabbed at the fabric under Jiang Che's clothes.

Jiang Che reacted quickly, grabbing the base of the water cup in Song Yuqi's hand with his right hand and reaching through with his left hand to wrap around Song Yuqi's waist, pulling her into his arms.

The ship was still rocking, but Jiang Che's legs were firmly planted on the deck as if they were rooted to the ground.

Song Yuqi was half-hanging on him, the arm around her waist was tightly wrapped around her waist, and through the thin fabric, she could feel the outline of his arm exerting force.

The two of them were as if they had been forcibly pulled into each other's arms by the same piece of clothing, and they couldn't get away even if they wanted to.

"Teacher Song, are you trying to turn this bodysuit into a ripped suit?"

Jiang Che's voice came softly from above her head, clearly teasing her.

Song Yuqi didn't care about the water at that moment.

She looked down and saw that her hand was tightly gripping the hem of Jiang Che's T-shirt.

That tug almost lifted the person's clothes, vaguely revealing a small section of their lean waist and abdomen.

She quickly let go: "I didn't mean to! The boat was rocking too much!"

"Yes, the problem is with the boat."

Jiang Che didn't loosen his grip on her waist. "Hold on tight, don't look at the water, look at me."

Song Yuqi looked up and met Jiang Che's eyes.

He stared at the obstacle in front of him, his profile sharp and his jaw taut.

The live chat has completely collapsed at this point.

[Ahhhh, where is the head-pressing squad?! Kiss them!]

Jiang Che's arm around her waist was so sweet! Holding the water glass with one arm, protecting his wife with the other—his husbandly strength is off the charts!

[Wait! When Yuqi's brother tugged at her clothes just now, I think I saw abs?! Director! I want a close-up!]

[Bai Lu's face turned green in the back. She had been refused when she tried to borrow clothes, and now she could only stand there bewildered in the wind, hahaha!]

With Jiang Che stabilizing the situation, the two of them made it exceptionally smoothly from then on.

The three-minute countdown ended, and the two steadily stepped across the red line at the stern of the boat.

There was still more than half a cup of water left.

"Passed!"

The referee blew his whistle.

Song Yuqi breathed a sigh of relief and was about to crawl out of the bodysuit when the boat docked at the shore, its bow slamming heavily against the cushioning tires.

The immense inertia propelled Song Yuqi forward.

Jiang Che tried to grab her, but before they had even finished taking off their bodysuits, their hands and feet were tangled together, and they both fell onto the soft mat at the end of the deck.

The soft mats that the production team had laid out in advance came in handy.

This time, it wasn't just touching; Song Yuqi pressed her entire body against Jiang Che.

The surroundings immediately fell silent.

All that could be heard was the roar of the ferry engine and the howling of the river wind.

Song Yuqi placed her hands on Jiang Che's chest and looked up in a panic.

Jiang Che lay on the mat, looking at Song Yuqi who was so close to him.

Before he could catch his breath, his eyebrows twitched.

"Song Yuqi, are you determined to take advantage of me today?"

"Shut up!"

Song Yuqi scrambled off him in a fluster, ripped off her bodysuit haphazardly, and fled behind the camera.

The live stream was immediately filled with the screams of groundhogs.

[Holy crap! Did you kiss me when you tackled me?! You definitely brushed your lips!]

[Yuqi's ears are so red they're practically bleeding! Jiang Che, don't be so smug!]

[I've moved the Civil Affairs Bureau! Let's get things done right here on the river today!]

[Jiang Che, you have such a sharp tongue! You're secretly thrilled, but you just have to make that sarcastic remark, aren't you? Hahaha!]

Chen He leaned over and pulled Jiang Che, clicking his tongue as he did so: "Che, is this cushion comfortable?"

"Good."

Jiang Che patted the dust off his pants, looking completely calm, and before he could even catch his breath, he replied with that sentence.

[Key point: Great! Lyricist says it's great!]

[This is hilarious! Chen He asked about the cushion, but Jiang Che's answer might not actually be about the cushion.]

Wu Zheng walked over and handed Jiang Che a black envelope.

"Congratulations to the Red Team for being the first to obtain the clue for the next level."