Chapter 2968: You Are My Fashion Darling 27

The afterglow had completely sunk below sea level, only a strip of deep purple remained on the horizon; the summer night's sea breeze carried the lingering warmth of the day, salty and moist, gently blowing.

On the distant lawn, athletes sat in small groups chatting quietly, or lay about dazed.

Chenshu's gaze swept over them to the small slope at the edge of the lawn facing the sea, where Jin Chen sat quietly, slightly raising his head to look at the distant place where sea and sky meet in chaos; the sea breeze lifted his black hair and the hem of his shirt.

Chenshu's steps unconsciously lightened as he walked toward that small slope.

The last trace of the afterglow's light had long faded, but a faint glow remained on the horizon; Jin Chen heard the movement and turned his head, the sea breeze ruffling the bangs on his forehead, sweeping over those peach-blossom eyes that shone astonishingly even in the night, reflecting Chenshu's silhouette.

Chenshu stood before him, backlit, reaching out his hand with palm up; Jin Chen's gaze dropped from Chenshu's face to that hand.

Jin Chen took his hand, but instead of pulling him up according to the force, he gave a strong tug, causing Chenshu to lean forward and crash into Jin Chen's embrace.

Jin Chen then fell back, taking Chenshu with him, and they rolled together onto the soft, slightly cool grass; Jin Chen wrapped his arms around Chenshu's waist, holding him steady in his embrace.

"Hiss—"

Chenshu drew a low breath, propping his elbow on the grass beside Jin Chen's ear, so he didn't fully press down on him.

He lowered his head, seeing the triumphant smile in Jin Chen's eyes beneath him.

"You…" Chenshu was about to say something when Jin Chen's hand on his waist began to knead, pressure alternating light and firm, his expression looking quite serious, yet the motion was a bit unskilled.

While massaging, Jin Chen slightly tilted his face to look at him, but his expression remained aloof, and the contrast oddly made him endearing.

Chenshu simply relaxed his body, released the support from his arms, entrusted most of his weight to Jin Chen with ease, and rested his chin on Jin Chen's shoulder.

He turned his hand to hold Jin Chen's still‑working hand at his lower back, fingertips lightly scratching his palm, his voice tinged with laughter as his breath brushed Jin Chen's ear: 'Did you secretly learn this from your phone?'

This massage technique is quite clumsy, obviously a last‑minute cram.

Jin Chen's palm grew itchy from the scratching, his fingers curled slightly but he didn't pull away; hearing the words, he couldn't help but let out a short laugh from his throat, tilted his head slightly, his nose brushing Chenshu's ear, and asked back, 'In your heart, what kind of image am I? Am I really that stupid?'

"No way." Chenshu lowered his head and kissed his cheek.

"You're quite clever."

He just couldn't be bothered to use his cleverness in most places.

Jin Chen would never admit it, but indeed, while waiting for makeup in the afternoon, bored, he secretly searched the Program Team's tablet for massage techniques to relieve waist fatigue, watched a few videos, never expecting that Chenshu would see through him at a glance.

Chenshu didn't expose him either, burying his face again in Jin Chen's neck, letting that clumsy but wholehearted hand clumsily attend to his lower back.

The sea breeze blew gently, and in the summer night sky stars lit up one after another.

After giving Chenshu's waist a rub for a while and feeling it was about enough, Jin Chen lifted his hand to support Chenshu's chin, turning his face from the shoulder.

Then he lowered his head and kissed him.

Until the night breeze grew cool.

The sea breeze passed by their sides, bringing the summer night's fresh coolness.

This was a sunset perfect for kissing.

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The next day.

The Program Team had previously scouted the filming site deep in the jungle; the safety zone had been cleared, a few temporary shelters erected for makeup and changing, while the actual shooting spots were scattered around.

Staff bustled about, adjusting equipment and checking safety measures.

The judges also arrived one after another; Victor carried his beloved camera, constantly adjusting parameters for the light and shadow in the woods, murmuring excitedly to himself.

Anna and Ava stood outside the tent, sipping coffee while quietly discussing today's judging focus.

Zhou Mu wore sunglasses, leaning against the car, appearing leisurely, but his gaze occasionally swept over the arriving contestants.

Chenshu was the last to arrive.

He had changed into dark work pants and a matching shirt for ease of movement, losing some of his usual refinement and gaining a neat, handsome look.

Chenshu first exchanged a few words with the director and safety officer, confirming today's shooting route and contingency plan, quickly dealt with a few urgent messages from the group, then headed toward the contestants' makeup and dressing tent area.

The makeup artist gave Jin Chen a basic cleanse, applied some skin‑care water, and was waiting for it to absorb when the tent flap was lifted and Chenshu walked in.

Just as Jin Chen was about to speak, the tent flap was lifted again, and Chenshu's assistant slipped in, speaking softly in a low voice that Jin Chen couldn't make out; he only saw Chenshu's face darken for a moment in the mirror, saying, 'Stay close.'

The assistant nodded and hurried away.

Jin Chen had his back to the tent flap, his gaze falling on Chenshu through the mirror.

The makeup artist stepped back a bit, lowering his head to tidy the brushes.

Everyone present knew their relationship, so no one would blatantly crowd forward.

Chenshu walked behind Jin Chen's chair, embraced him from the back, hand supporting his chin, fingertips lightly rubbing, and asked, 'What creative makeup do you want to do?'

Jin Chen looked at him through the mirror, unmoving, letting him hold his chin, and said, 'Plants.'

Chenshu gave a light laugh, teasing affectionately, 'You really are a blockhead.'

Jin Chen didn't quite catch it, frowned at him, and said, '…You're scolding me?'

Chenshu denied it, then flicked his fingertip against Jin Chen's chin, saying, 'How about a snake? A black snake.'

Jin Chen turned his gaze directly to Chenshu behind him and asked, 'Why?'

Chenshu lowered his head and placed an extremely light kiss on Jin Chen's ear, saying, 'Because I want to see.'

"You'll give me a surprise, right?"