When Song Qiuyao handed his underwear to Qin Yan, even though his heart was howling like a wolf, he still put on a calm demeanor.

Before leaving, he combed his chin with a calm expression on his face and confidently delivered the evaluation of himself as a "typical straight man": "Hmm, not bad physique."

Qin Yan: "...Thank you."

Qin Yan barely managed to cool down the fire with a cold shower, but Song Qiuyao's oblivious flirtatious gestures ignited it all over again. He almost couldn't resist pinning her against the wall and giving her a forceful kiss.

However, Qin Yan eventually chickened out. He couldn't stop chanting in his heart, "There's still a long way to go... There's still a long way to go..."

After enjoying his "bedtime benefits," Song Qiuyao crawled onto the bed and fell asleep with contentment. Before sleeping, thoughts of Qin Yan's muscular chest and abs kept lingering in his mind.

I have to admit that Qin Yan has a really good figure. When they first met during the day, he carefully assessed Qin Yan's physique. Even when Qin Yan was dressed, he had already imagined what his entire body and that particular area would look like.

Qin Yan was indeed the type who looked slender and elegant when wearing clothes, but revealed a voluptuous figure when undressed.

Qin Yan's skin is white, but his muscles are well-developed and full of strength. His robust physique sets him apart from the delicate and tender image of a "little fresh meat" typically associated with white tofu.

And when Song Qiuyao clandestinely shifted his gaze under Qin Yan's body, Qin Yan's "big bird" seemed to be full of vigor. Therefore, Song Qiuyao only took a quick glance, afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself if he looked any longer. But even with just this quick glance, it made one thing clear to Song Qiuyao – that area belonging to Qin Yan was indeed very large.

In his heart, Song Qiuyao couldn't help but light a candle of blessing for Qin Yan, his future partner, for the intimate 【beep】 moments to come.

Gradually, a wave of drowsiness washed over, and Song Qiuyao drifted into dreamland with thoughts of Qin Yan filling his mind.

Qin Yan had no choice but to put on the underwear that Song Qiuyao handed over, feeling both amused and helpless. After spending some time fidgeting in the bathroom to adjust himself, he emerged to find Song Qiuyao already blissfully asleep.

Song Qiuyao, who slept on the top bunk, was currently lying on his side with his face towards the aisle.

The height of the upper bunk bed is around 165, and with a height of 185+, Qin Yan can clearly see Song Qiuyao's face.

Song Qiuyao sleeps very well, so quiet and peaceful, without snoring or grinding his teeth. He curls up, wrapped in a blanket, his face looking especially well-behaved. Qin Yan then reaches over and gently strokes his face with his thumb.

In his slumber, Song Qiuyao seemed to find this very comfortable. Unconsciously, he pressed his face closer to Qin Yan's warm palm, even rubbing against it in contentment.

Song Qiuyao's soft lips accidentally brushed against Qin Yan's palm, causing Qin Yan's heart to flutter and itch. Qin Yan couldn't control his hand, and his gentle thumb stroked his own cheek, lightly caressing Song Qiuyao's lips.

In the end, Qin Yan couldn't resist any longer. He leaned in and gently planted a kiss on Song Qiuyao's lips.

After a fleeting peck, Qin Yan gently whispered "Goodnight" in his ear, then turned off the light and returned to his own bed.

Some people bid goodnight and dream well, while others are naturally awake and suffer from insomnia. After stealing a kiss from Song Qiuyao, Qin Yan became so excited that he couldn't fall asleep at all.

So he fumbled for his phone in the darkness, opened Weibo, switched to his alternate account, and clicked into Song Qiuyao's Weibo.

While Qin Yan was taking a shower, Song Qiuyao re-posted several hilarious jokes with a hearty laughter, "Hahahahahahahahaha!"

Qin Yan scrolled through every post on Song Qiuyao's Weibo account. Then, he came across a post that Song Qiuyao had written.

Qin Yan looked at the time the Weibo post was made and realized that it was probably when the two of them were on their way back from the supermarket.

It's Song Jiu, not Song Qiu. Wow, the new roommate is simply a perfect male god. Little fairies, don't envy me too much! [Meow][Meow][Meow] [Image][Image]

The picture was secretly taken by Song Qiuyao when he wasn't paying attention to his own hand. The angle chosen was very tricky, making sure he didn't notice, yet providing a good perspective. He also adjusted the filter slightly, making the bones in his hand clearly visible and his fingers clean and slender.

In another photo, Qin Yan is walking ahead, facing away from the camera. He is carrying bags of groceries from the supermarket. The dim light from the street lamp shines directly on him, casting a long and slender shadow. However, only half of the longer shadow that stretches backward is captured in the photo. Obviously, this photo was secretly taken by Song Qiuyao hiding behind his own shadow.

The comments under this Weibo post are incredibly diverse.

"Finished, Qiu Yu is about to bend."

"Come on, Qiu Zong, don't be timid, just do it."

"Go on, Qiu Zong, sleep with that male god."

"F*ck... oh my god... your male god roommate's hands are so beautiful, don't you really want the male god to lend you a hand?"

"Let go of this male god! Let me do it!"

[Note: As you have not provided a specific paragraph to translate, I'll provide a general translation for you.]

In the vast and boundless universe, there existed numerous mysterious realms. These realms were filled with immortal cultivators who possessed unimaginable powers. They traveled through time and space, battling against formidable enemies and seeking eternal breakthroughs. In one such realm, a young cultivator embarked on a perilous journey, his determination unyielding, as he sought to uncover the secrets of his ancestry and unleash his true potential. With each step he took, the heavens trembled, marking the beginning of an extraordinary legend.

Qin Yan read through these comments one by one, imagining what kind of expression Song Qiuyao would have when she saw these comments at that time.

The result was seeing Song Qiuyao's weak and pale response being flooded in the sea of comments.

"You old hags are so disgusting... =L="

Qin Yan lightly tapped on these words with her fingertip, and then replied to this comment by Song Qiuyao.

A Salt Ball: Reply @It's Song Jiu, not Song Qiu. Goodnight, love you.

And then switching to their own Weibo account, they smiled and sent a Weibo post that only they could understand.

"Qing Yan V: A Wonderful Beginning."