Shen Jingwei pursed his lips.
"Must you overreact? Did you even read my last message?"
"No."
"Why did you... Hey!"
Without losing another word, Yan Renzhong yanked at Shen Jingwei's arm and pulled him into a tight embrace.
Shen Jingwei draped his arms around Yan Renzhong's form slowly while inhaling the latter's musky scent.
"I miss you," he whispered against Yan Renzhong's ear, tickling him with his warm breath.
Yan Renzhong's body relaxed, but his arms tightened around Shen Jingwei's slender frame.
"Then will you stop giving me heart attacks?"
"I am not that fragile."
"You are."
"Also, I did not put myself in any dangerous environment."
"You did."
"... Silly Yan."
How could the costume preparation room count as a dangerous environment...?