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Early the next morning, the alarm rang beside Yan Man’s pillow.
Buzzing incessantly, she dismissed the first call outright.
The caller persisted. She reached out her bare, pale arm and lazily answered, “Hello?”
Zhou Xuan responded on the other end, “Hey, it’s me. I need to tell you something…”
Before she could begin, Zhou Xuan keenly noticed something. “It’s noon now. Are you still sleeping?”
Yan Man’s voice was soft and slightly nasal as she replied succinctly, “Sleepy.”
Zhou Xuan drawled knowingly, “Oh—” and immediately understood.
“Did you two try out the images I sent you last night?”
“...”
She was fine until this was brought up, which made her irritated.
What on earth were those pictures Zhou Xuan had sent? There was even one that looked like a missionary position. She had ended up kneeling on the carpet, pinned against the wall by the man from behind, her hands held high above her head. Her waist ached afterward, and all the face cream she had applied earlier ended up smeared on the wall.
She originally thought Ye Lin already had superior natural conditions in this area. Every time they reached the climax, she would feel tingling sensations run through her scalp.
But after last night, she realized that what she had experienced before didn’t even amount to half of what happened last night.
Zhou Xuan: “Seems like you two thoroughly discussed things last night, good job.”
She deliberately emphasized the word “deep.”
Yan Man was silent for half a second: “You’re not recording this call, right? Put on some pants, please.”
“No, no, no, I can’t handle that—” Zhou Xuan continued with innuendo, “Save that energy and beg your husband instead.”
At first mention of the term “husband,” Yan Man took a few seconds to process it.
Only then did she slowly realize that she was indeed officially married now.
The way she addressed him should change too.
Soon, Zhou Xuan repeated the key point: “Simon’s busy, so he asked me to check if you’d be interested in a newlywed reality show?”
“A newlywed reality show?”
“Mm-hmm, it’s about filming how newlywed couples interact. It’s quite a popular program. You know First Kiss Diary , right? The main show is a dating reality series, but the spin-off focuses on newlyweds.”
“Before you, they’ve invited several popular couples.”
Zhou Xuan continued, “It shouldn’t be too complicated. There are some simple challenges set up, but overall, it’s light and fun, like taking you on a tour of popular tourist spots.”
“The only issue might be that there will be live broadcasts, but they’ll be off between midnight and 6 AM. Do you think you can handle that?”
“Sure,” Yan Man reached out to wipe the face cream off the wall and said, “Let’s do it. I’ll ask Ye Lin.”
Zhou Xuan was surprised: “You decided so quickly?”
Yan Man justified her decision logically: “Traveling while earning money—how could anyone refuse?”
“...”
That actually made sense.
Ye Lin had some business to attend to these days. He was going out of town to shoot a short film for three to five days.
After hanging up the phone, Yan Man touched the already-cooled spot on the bed beside her and idly stared into space.
In the afternoon, she intended to find an opportunity to discuss the reality show with Ye Lin, but suddenly, Simon called her to step in for someone else.
Apparently, a certain actress had thrown a tantrum at the last minute, complaining that the chair provided wasn’t soft enough, her coffee wasn’t exactly 42 degrees Celsius, and the pool water wasn’t kept at a constant temperature.
The production team, frustrated, decided not to film her. However, they wanted to bring in someone more famous to put her in her place. After some back-and-forth, they contacted Simon.
Simon knew that Yan Man didn’t have any plans for the next few days, so he said he’d make a call to ask her.
Yan Man figured she was free anyway, and the shooting location wasn’t far, so she agreed to take the job.
This time, they were shooting a series of photos by a mountain spring.
The pool had been dry for quite a while, and the water was artificially filled in. Cleaning it up had taken a lot of effort, so they hadn’t paid much attention to the water temperature.
By the time Yan Man arrived after a few hours of driving, everything was already prepared, and the pool water had been warmed.
The newly famous idol sat on the side, watching the scene prepared for her arrival. She was both angry and frustrated, but given her status, she had no right to complain and left angrily wearing flat shoes.
Simon laughed on the side: “So many of these newly famous idols act like this; once they get a bit of fame, they start floating. How can they expect to last long?”
A nearby staff member chimed in: “Only top-tier celebrities can suppress them. Otherwise, how could we shut her up?”
Yan Man overheard their casual chatter, took off her outerwear, and got ready to enter the pool.
The temperature in the forest was low, and the water cooled down quickly. Fortunately, shooting was routine for her. Within fifteen minutes, Yan Man finished a set of magazine photos.
Before the water turned cold, she got out of the pool.
The photographer opened his laptop to select the images.
Their aesthetics were pretty aligned, so the selection process went smoothly until they came across a close-up shot. The female photographer turned around and smiled at her.
“Let’s skip this one, shall we? It’s too sexy. I’m afraid Teacher Ye will blacklist our magazine.”
In the photo, she wore light-colored clothing, partially submerged in the water. Her wet hair clung to her chest, and the neckline dipped slightly, revealing faint curves.
Yan Man nodded, agreeing not to release that particular photo.
But moments later, she added: “Don’t delete it. Send it to me.”
The photographer smiled at her: “What do you want it for?”
She gave a mysterious smile and didn’t answer.
By the time they finished work and returned, it was already 12:30 PM.
Yan Man thought for a moment, opened the chat window, and messaged Ye Lin: [What are you doing?]
He sent back a picture: [Filming.]
There were quite a few staff members standing near the lighting board. Though it was dark outside, in this industry, nighttime often felt as bright as day.
Soon, his message came through: [What’s up?]
Yan Man thought for a moment: [Are you on a break right now?]
[Mm.]
She continued: [Go somewhere quiet where they can’t see your phone.]
A minute later, he must have found a secluded spot, as his message came through.
Ye Lin: [What’s up?]
With a mischievous grin, she sent the original image of herself in the water.
Five seconds later, she recalled it.
Sure enough, he was typing, and then his message slid over.
Ye Lin: [?]
She burst into laughter, delighted her prank had succeeded: [Behaved.jpg]
His voice call came through almost immediately.
Yan Man rubbed her cheeks, reined in her laughter, cleared her throat to ensure she sounded composed, and then innocently answered the call.
The man’s voice was low, tinged with helplessness and hoarseness: “Don’t tempt me.”
“I didn’t,” she said, lying on the couch and swinging her legs. Then she added, “When are you coming back?”
“The day after tomorrow.”
She let out a soft “Oh” and heard someone calling him from the other side. Not wanting to delay his shoot, she promptly hung up.
Unexpectedly, the next evening, she heard the door lock turning. She leaned over from the couch to peek and saw Ye Lin had returned.
Kneeling on the couch, she asked, “Didn’t you say you’d be back the day after tomorrow? Why are you back early?”
He took long strides toward her, trapping her between his arms, and whispered, “You sent me that picture. Weren’t you implying this?”
Sometimes it was hard to describe his level of understanding.
But he was always sharp when it mattered.
She arched her back, trying to hide her amusement. After a while, she feigned innocence: “I didn’t mean anything by it.”
“...”
Feeling her shirt buttons being undone, she pushed him slightly. “Wait, I have something to tell you.”
“What?”
“There’s a newlywed reality show asking us to join. Simon wanted to know if we should accept.”
“How long is the shoot?”
“Two or three weeks.”
He tilted his head, his supple tongue slipping into her lips, his breath scorching. “You decide.”
...
People often say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but they hadn’t even been apart for long, and Ye Lin had already intensified his demands.
Sometimes she cursed herself for being such a sucker for looks. Seeing his desire-filled eyes so close, her ears softened, and after he licked her earlobe and coaxed her with a few words, she dizzily tried out other images Zhou Xuan had sent.
He loved to flip her over and over again, but she also adored the way he called her name in a husky, entranced tone—whether it was her full name or a nickname—it melted her effortlessly, leaving her limp.
Naturally, the cleanup was his responsibility. After the lingering passion subsided, Yan Man lay face-down on the pillow, her voice too hoarse to speak. She typed a message to Simon about the reality show.
Ye Lin informed Bi Tan as well. Soon, Bi Tan’s voice message came through: “No wonder you suddenly became so efficient and finished all your work ahead of schedule. So it was to come back for the reality show?”
—Perhaps his early return wasn’t entirely for this reason.
Thinking this, Yan Man turned her head and unexpectedly locked eyes with Ye Lin, who was looking down at her. She raised an eyebrow slightly.
•
Not long after, filming for the spin-off of First Kiss Diary began.
The first stop was a picturesque town nestled among mountains and clear waters. Being remote, it boasted beautiful scenery but slow information flow.
Following the production team’s instructions, they sat down at a teahouse.
Yan Man sipped some water and looked around, waiting for their task while also observing the local culture and decor.
A young man at the neighboring table kept glancing at her. He looked about twenty-something. Thinking he might be part of the crew, she directly met his gaze.
A few seconds later, he stood up.
He walked over to Yan Man and asked, “Are you filming something?”
Before she could answer, he pointed to Ye Lin beside her: “Is he your—”
Could it be... a pick-up line?
Yan Man picked up her teacup: “He’s my—”
Before she could finish, Ye Lin interrupted: “Husband.”
She blinked, watching the man leave disappointedly after hearing the reply.
The live stream had only been on for a few minutes, but the barrage of comments quickly flooded in.
[Hahahahaha Ye Lin! Always quick to dispel rumors!]
[Yeah, everyone, they’re married now. Shouldn’t their CP name be upgraded too?]
[I just used a CP generator and found two decent ones: Endless Night and Mountain-Wide Roam.]
[?]
[Ah... That’s quite suggestive...]
[Using those as CP names might get them banned for being too risqué.]
[They’re the Yan-Ye couple during the day and the Endless Night couple at night. What a transformation!]
[Their daytime support color is leaf green, and nighttime is yellow (?).]
[Stop messing around, upstairs! It’s always been yellow!]
The live chat buzzed with discussions about the new names. Meanwhile, Yan Man received a new task card.
For tonight’s accommodation, the production team offered two options:
One was a small wooden cabin, and the other was a luxurious presidential suite.
However, to stay in the suite, they needed to complete several tasks. After rushing around all afternoon, they finally located the hidden room key just before sunset.
With that, they successfully unlocked the new segment and boarded the car heading to the suite.
Opening the door, the room was pitch black except for the bathroom light.
Yan Man thought, Alright, I’ll take a bath first and rest well.
But when she tried to turn the doorknob, it wouldn’t budge. Moments later, a card slipped out from under the door.
Finding it strange, Yan Man bent down to pick it up and realized it was another task card.
Naturally, she read it aloud as she scanned it: “To unlock the bathroom, the newlyweds must change into swimsuits and stay together in the bathtub for fifteen minutes until the indicator light turns on.”
Yan Man: ?
What??
[Hahahahahahahaha!]
[OMG, I love this so much!]
[The production team is wild (sends a rocket)!]
After reading the task card, the door could finally be opened.
At first, Yan Man thought she could outsmart the situation and told Ye Lin, “What if it’s a trick? Maybe we can use it without completing the task. Let me try first.”
But after jumping around for a while, she couldn’t get any faucet to turn on, and the showerhead remained off.
However, there seemed to be water sounds behind the screen. She pulled it open and found that Ye Lin had already filled the bathtub.
Yan Man: “...”
“How are you already ready?”
Ye Lin tested the water temperature and replied matter-of-factly, “This is the only place with water. We definitely need to do the task. Otherwise, we won’t be able to shower tonight.”
A bath was a must, so Yan Man quickly changed into her swimsuit in the changing room with no cameras. Then she slowly sank into the tub.
Ye Lin lifted his eyelids to look at her.
The water rippled constantly around her, shimmering and swaying. His gaze, however, was directed at a place the cameras couldn’t reach.
But just then, the camera shifted slightly—then turned toward her.
It was about to film her.
Yan Man’s eyes flicked over. She saw the man bend down and swim toward her, quickly covering her body.
Blocking her completely.
She laughed, about to say that wasn’t necessary, but as she lowered her head, she happened to meet his upturned face.
The bathroom lights were a warm yellow. Her swimsuit ties floated on the surface of the water. The entire space was filled with a silent, yet seductive atmosphere.
A faint sound rang out—soft and repetitive—scratching at their senses and hearts like a feather.
—The production team sure knew what they were doing.
That was Yan Man’s hazy thought as he leaned in and kissed her.
After all, they were already a married couple. They had done so many scenes together; there was no need to shy away from this kind of setting.
Ye Lin reached for a towel, draped it over the rotating camera, then parted her lips. The kiss came with faint, delicate sounds. Soaked in the warm water, she grew soft and pliant, responding gently. Her tongue was drawn into his mouth, and his movements grew more aggressive, the kiss deepening.
She let out soft, muffled sounds.
His focus entirely on her, Ye Lin couldn’t monitor the camera anymore. When his fingers loosened slightly, a sliver of light leaked through the towel. The camera caught a small corner of their locked lips—and a fleeting flash of a pale red hue.
【Help, that’s the tongue】
【Is this seriously free to watch?!】
【Wait—I did pay. Good. Then kiss louder! Kiss more!!!】
A soft beep broke the kiss.
Moments later, the sound of the water heater kicking in came from the room. Yan Man withdrew her tongue, pressed her lips together, and stepped out of the tub to test the faucet at the vanity.
—Fifteen minutes had passed. The water had arrived.
She held her fingers under the icy stream, letting the cold water wash over them, calming both her restlessness and her (obviously burning) face.
The kiss had been purely instinctual. Now, in hindsight, she was starting to feel a bit embarrassed.
Meanwhile, the live comments were exploding with pride:
【Ye Lin: Fifteen minutes? Enough for a kiss?】
【Wow, his lung capacity is amazing…】
【He probably has more talents (Wait, no, we can’t broadcast that)】
…
Although the bathroom now had water, they soon found out every room had to be unlocked individually. The show’s tricks kept rolling, and the live chat was losing its mind.
Eventually, the whole room was accessible. Yan Man finished showering and let out a breath, thinking she could finally get a good night’s sleep.
But the moment she pulled back the covers and lay down, the bed started to rock back and forth, and gurgling sounds filled the air.
…A waterbed?!
Still, the show had filmed this far. Even if it was unexpected, it didn’t take long to realize.
Under the covers, Yan Man looked up at Ye Lin, who had just exited the bathroom.
“I think… we got tricked.”
【hhhhhh】
【Man: Should’ve just taken the tiny room】
【No way! If you did, what would we watch?!】
【Watch the bed creak nonstop】
Ye Lin looked at her and quickly figured it out too. He chuckled and climbed into bed beside her.
【Aaaa can he just get in like that??】
【You uncultured fools! You’re embarrassing us YanYe shippers!】
【555 sorry】
Every time Yan Man moved, ripples spread through the waterbed. In the end, overwhelmed, she scooted into Ye Lin’s arms for some peace.
As soon as she nestled in, she heard him murmur something.
She looked up. “Hm?”
He reached out to pull her closer and said in a low voice, “Your waist… so slim.”
【Ssshhhhh】
【Ye Lin! Do you realize this is being broadcast?!】
As the bed swayed, the chat began to feel dizzy too:
【Damn. This is so hot.】
【Look what you’ve done! My mom saw me grinning like a maniac, came over and asked what was so steamy. I told her, ‘Mom, I’m watching an escape room show—they said the screws are tight (.)’】
【Isn’t it basically an escape room? Yan Man! No escape!】
【You guys are idiots. I love you all.】
Finally, at midnight, the stream paused on Ye Lin getting out of bed. The broadcast shut down on time, the screen going black.
【Don’t shut it down! I’ll pay for what comes next!】
【Production team: Dream on.】
Even with the stream dark, the chat was still active.
At 1 a.m., the viewers hadn’t left:
【@YanYe, are you two asleep? I can’t sleep.】
【What kind of question is that? Of course they’re not.】
2 a.m.:
【@YanYe, since you’re awake, I’m staying too!!】
【I don’t know how to describe it. It’s pitch-black, but I still feel like I’m witnessing something.】
3 a.m.:
【Haha! No one sleeps tonight!! Who can sleep?!】
【Let’s wave our yellow glowsticks in support!!】
【That’s right! Our CP fans should be wild like this.】
【Our three couple names happen to form our cheer chant: YanYe YanYe, Long Night Endless, All Over the Hills.】
【Huh? What do you mean ‘All Over the Hills’? I’ve got data, spill the details.】
5 a.m.
【My CP’s bed must be shaking at level ten.】
6 a.m.
【Anyone still here? Only one more hour till it starts again!】
7 a.m., the livestream resumed.
With it came a phone call.
Lying on his side, Ye Lin picked it up. It was the production team explaining today’s mission. The room lights were still off, everything shrouded in darkness, only his low voice audible. He turned to her and asked, “Wanna get up?”
“No,” Yan Man mumbled, thick with sleep, “I only slept for four hours.”
The livestream chat immediately grew emotional and began showering the program with virtual gifts.
•
The morning task was a solo mission—if one person went, the other could choose to rest or sleep.
This was perhaps one of the few signs that the production team had a conscience.
The livestream would go on for two days, then pause for three. After all, some footage needed editing into the official episodes before being uploaded to streaming platforms.
During the three off-days, the two of them would just travel around freely—no tasks, just fun.
After three bustling weeks of filming, the last day finally arrived—it was time to pack up and leave.
That day, a staff member suddenly got her period, so Yan Man lent her a few pads from her bag. As she closed her bag, she realized with a start—
Her own period was late too.
More than ten days late.
She took a test. Two lines.
Outside, Ye Lin was packing their luggage. They planned to attend a folk performance before heading home.
On the table sat a small badge, left behind by a local boy.
Yan Man had once visited a nearby school during filming and caught a lion dance performance. The lead boy, who seemed to have a leadership role, had three stripes pinned to his sleeve.
In the rush to leave, the badge had ended up with her. She planned to return it to him before they left.
Now, seeing it again, she asked, “What do the three stripes mean?”
Ye Lin paused for a moment before answering:
“Squad leader.”
“What about two stripes?”
He thought for a second. “Deputy squad leader.”
“Oh,” she nodded. “Then I guess I’m a deputy squad leader now.”
...
Ye Lin quickly realized something and put down what he was holding. He leaned close to her ear and asked, “Two stripes already?”
She dazedly nodded.
It all happened too suddenly—half surprise, half shock.
He stood beside her, waiting quietly. When her heartbeat finally caught up with the news, she looked at him still rooted in place.
She poked his arm. “What’s wrong? You shut down?”
“No,” he replied, “just thinking about how we’re getting home.”
She blinked. Why was that worth thinking about for so long?
“Just go back like usual—take the car.”
“But the mountain roads are kind of bumpy,” he said.
She laughed, “It’s no big deal. Don’t be so nervous.”
“Well, we’re not even 100% sure yet. What if the test was wrong?”
...
That night, the two returned home without a hitch. The next day, they visited the hospital.
The doctor confirmed the pregnancy.
Resting her head in her hand, Yan Man found it all a bit surreal. “We waited at home for so long with nothing. Then we go film a variety show and bam—pregnant.”
The doctor smiled. “That just means this baby was meant to be with you.”
•
After confirming the pregnancy, Yan Man remained fairly calm. Ye Lin, on the other hand, went into full protective mode.
Walks? He had to go with her.
Shopping? He had to go with her.
Even tossing out trash? Yup—still had to be with her.
Their manager Bi Tan found it hilarious. He came to visit and shared a story:
“Remember that day we went out together? It was right after you confirmed the pregnancy. I saw his super serious face—clearly with a mission in mind.
“I figured, oh, he must be going to a baby store—maybe to buy clothes, toys, a crib or something…”
“Instead, he walks right past it—straight into a postpartum care center, asking how to take care of you.”
“Hahahaha! I did not see that coming!”
Naturally, Manager Bi also got lovingly kicked out that day—and banned from speaking further.
One month into pregnancy, Yan Man found herself sleeping more than usual. Something about her daily schedule felt off. After pondering it for a while, she realized what it was.
“If I’m pregnant,” she said slowly to Ye Lin, “then we… can’t do that anymore, right?”
“…”
Pregnancy hormones heightened certain needs. Yan Man didn’t understand why Ye Lin would forget things mid-shower and come out in just a tiny towel.
That day, when he once again stopped himself mid-moment (clearly struggling), she couldn’t help but nuzzle his collarbone and whisper, “The doctor said it’s okay… if we’re careful…”
He sounded like he was solving a scientific problem. “No. Your health matters most.”
Then stop pressing against me, dammit! she thought.
He slid a hand under her dress. She snapped, “I don’t want this!”
There was a brief silence. Then he burst out laughing.
She narrowed her eyes and gave him two kicks.
Ye Lin caught her ankles with ease.
Thanks to a personal nutritionist, she’d only gained a little weight. Her cheeks were rounder, her skin more delicate.
Right now, her eyes glowed softly. Even when she pouted, she looked irresistibly charming. Her lips were flushed, every expression tinted with tenderness.
He stared at her, mesmerized.
She shot him a glare. “What are you looking at?”
He smiled, kissed the corner of her lips, and whispered, “Not much longer now.”
•
The baby had good timing—born on March 20th, the Spring Equinox.
At birth, the little one was all wrinkled—not quite what they imagined a child of theirs would look like.
Three months later, one night, Yan Man leaned toward Ye Lin and whispered in his ear—
He turned his head.
She hesitated for a while, clearly finding it difficult to bring up what she wanted to say. “I…”
Recently, she had been drinking a lot of nourishing soups. Even without blush, her cheeks carried a natural rosy hue, her skin so tender it looked like it could be pinched for water.
Seeing her stammer, Ye Lin lowered his voice and said, “I already asked the doctor. They said it’s okay after 42 days, but I think to be safe, we should wait three months.”
Yan Man was momentarily stunned, not understanding what he was referring to.
“We’re just one day away from three months. After that, whatever you want, we’ll do,” he comforted her in a low voice. “Just hold out one more day, be good.”
When she realized he was talking about bedroom activity, Yan Man: “…”
Wait—do I look like I’m trying to seduce him?
After a brief pause, he offered a small compromise.
With the lights dimmed, he said softly, “If you really can’t take it tonight… once is okay.”
Yan Man: “…………”
?? That’s not what I meant at all??
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