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

The presidential suite only had its ventilation system on.

Where did the mosquitoes come from?

That's such a lame excuse that even a three-year-old wouldn't believe it.

But Song Yuqi didn't expose him.

That ten-centimeter gap became completely useless.

Jiang Che's hands were large, and his warm palms completely enveloped the back of her hand.

He didn't use much force, but he exuded a sense of oppression that wouldn't allow her to break free.

Even worse, Jiang Che's thumb, whether intentionally or unintentionally, rubbed against the knuckles of her hand twice.

A thin layer of callus brushed against her skin, and a tingling sensation rushed up her arm to Song Yuqi's scalp.

"Jiang Che," Song Yuqi swallowed, trying to break the suffocating silence, "Do you rub your fingernails to repel mosquitoes?"

In the darkness, Jiang Che turned over, lying on his side facing her.

The two were so close that only a fist's width of space between them.

"Teacher Song."

Jiang Che's voice had a slightly lazy, husky quality.

Instead of loosening his grip, he flipped her wrist over and precisely placed his fingers on her throbbing pulse.

"Your pulse is quite fast. You must stay up a lot of nights, right?"

Enraged, Song Yuqi kicked his shin with her free foot: "Bullshit! It's because you were pinching me!"

Jiang Che didn't dodge and took the kick squarely.

He chuckled softly twice, the sound sending shivers down Song Yuqi's spine.

This scene was captured by the infrared night vision camera in the corner of the wall without a single second missing.

At 2 a.m., the night owls in the live stream room went crazy with excitement.

The barrage of comments densely covered half the screen.

Holy crap! Who's the kind person who takes a girl's pulse by holding her hand in the middle of the night?!

[That thumb rubbing is making my heart itch! Jiang Che, you old rascal, don't get too skilled at it!]

[Oh no, Song Yuqi's heart rate isn't just high from staying up all night, she's clearly about to have a heart attack from being flirted with!]

[Old Wu! I'm begging you! You keep this night vision camera on until the end of the program!]

After a long day of fussing, plus Jiang Che's massage.

Song Yuqi originally thought she would be sleepless until dawn.

As a result, while she was cursing, she actually fell asleep with Jiang Che holding her hand.

The next morning at seven o'clock.

Jiang Che was awakened by a series of even breathing sounds beside him.

He opened his eyes and found that Song Yuqi had not only crossed the line, but had also hung most of her body on him.

One leg was draped across his thigh, and its head was nestled straight up in the crook of his neck.

The most outrageous thing was that her hand was still tightly gripping the collar of his pajamas.

Jiang Che stared at the ceiling and sighed.

This woman not only has terrible sleeping habits, but she's also quite strong.

In my mind, the system's mechanical voice sounded at just the right moment.

[System notification: Reputation points +350 million!]

[Special achievement "Network-wide vigil" achieved! Constitution attribute +2.]

[Hidden bonus for Traditional Chinese Medicine massage skills: Improved meridian unblocking effect, which can greatly alleviate the target's fatigue.]

Jiang Che raised his eyebrows.

No wonder this woman was sleeping so soundly, she didn't even hear the whistle of the passenger ship outside, it turns out she had a skill boost.

He didn't rush to wake her up, but instead reached out and flicked her forehead.

"hiss!"

Song Yuqi groggily opened her eyes, covering her forehead, and her gaze met Jiang Che's face, which was very close to hers.

She paused for two seconds in surprise.

My gaze slowly moved downwards, and I could see the two people's visually striking pose.

silence.

An eerie silence.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yuqi kicked Jiang Che in the thigh as if she had been burned.

She scrambled back to her side, taking most of the blanket with her.

"You...you've crossed the line!" she stammered, pointing at Jiang Che and preemptively striking.

Jiang Che sat up in bed and rubbed his shoulder, which had gone numb from being pressed down by her, with one hand.

He smirked, "Teacher Song, should I ask the director to pull up last night's footage and see who climbed over here in the middle of the night?"

"I couldn't push him away."

Song Yuqi's face turned so red it looked like it could bleed.

She grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, then ran barefoot to the bathroom, yelling, "Shut up! No one will think you're mute if you don't speak!"

Half an hour later.

The two, dressed neatly, arrived at the observation restaurant on the second floor of the Zhiyin cruise ship.

The three old men of Wuha were sitting around a table drinking congee with preserved egg and lean pork, and each of them had huge dark circles under their eyes.

Chen He munched on a fried dough stick while complaining, "Old Wu is inhuman! The wind under that broken bridge leaks through like a sieve, and people still fish and bait the area nearby in the middle of the night!"

Lu Han, with her hair all messy, saw Jiang Che and Song Yuqi walking over, looking radiant.

Jiang Che pulled out a chair and sat down, too lazy to pay attention to these drama queens.

I had just taken a sip of coffee when a pungent perfume wafted over.

Bai Lu changed into a cropped, tight-fitting T-shirt and hot pants, and came over carrying a plate of exquisite vegetable salad.

She seemed to have completely forgotten the embarrassment of last night, and her smile was incredibly sweet.

"Teacher Jiang, did you sleep well last night? The salad at this hotel looks quite fresh, would you like to try some?"

Jiang Che didn't even glance at the plate.

The chopsticks paused in mid-air: "No need, I'm allergic to grass."

"puff!"

Deng Chao spat out a mouthful of porridge back into the bowl, clutched his stomach, and collapsed onto the table, laughing hysterically.

Bai Lu's smile froze on her face, her fingers gripping the edge of the plate tightly.

Song Yuqi slowly tore at her bread beside her, without even lifting her eyelids.

"Sister Bailu, eat more. I saw you ran so fast last night, you really need to replenish your vitamins."

Two critical hits in a row.

Bai Lu really couldn't stand it anymore this time, so she made up an excuse and sheepishly sat back down at the empty table next to her.

Just then, Wu Zheng came in carrying a large megaphone.

He looked even more haggard than the guests, probably because he had been staring at the live stream data all night.

"Everyone, yesterday's mission at Wuhan Heart Station was successfully completed. Today, let's change the venue."

Wu Zheng turned the loudspeaker up to maximum volume: "Next stop, East Lake! A chaotic free-for-all between flying fish on the water!"