This "sleep," is it the "sleep" that Wen Nan is thinking about? It can’t be what he’s thinking, right? Wen Nan put his hand to his lips, coughed twice, and reminded: "My sleep capsule is full." In other words, Wen Nan doesn’t need sleep here to recharge his energy, meaning, for him, this "sleep" could only be the kind that satisfies another kind of physiological need. As he finished speaking, Yu Shujun didn’t even lift his eyelids, calmly replying: "If you know, then why still..." Wen Nan stopped halfway through his question, paused, and suspiciously looked at the other, "Could it be, you meant..." Yu Shujun slowly stirred the porridge in the bowl, still keeping his eyes down, not looking at Wen Nan, "However you want to sleep, it’s up to you." Was it really another kind of physiological need? Wen Nan glanced incredulously at the person opposite, then at the 98% exploration rate in his system that hadn’t moved. After thinking it over, he nodded, "Okay." The bed at Yu Shujun’s house wasn’t as spacious as Zhuang Yichen’s princess bed that seemed endless, but a 2.2-meter-wide double bed would certainly be considered luxurious in an average working-class home. The mattress was soft and comfortable, the bedding clean, with a faint fragrance of detergent. Wen Nan stood on the carpet by the bed, turned his head to the person behind, "Shall we follow the procedure first, or go straight to the point?" Yu Shujun was displeased with Wen Nan’s question, his brows furrowed slightly with a mix of three parts resentment, three parts anger, and four parts of an indescribable expression, looking at Wen Nan. Wen Nan looked puzzled, "What’s the matter?" Isn’t it just a question you ask before getting in bed? Why get angry over it? "Nothing." Yu Shujun replied coldly, turned back, moved to the wardrobe, and started searching through the clothes hangers. Wen Nan squinted, watching the other’s back, pondered for a moment, and suddenly had a flash of insight, realizing the issue. "Cough, cough," Wen Nan cleared his throat, put away the previous polite questions, and asked, "What are you looking for there in the closet? Are you going to shower first, or should I?" With excellent acting and rich emotions, Wen Nan believed he conveyed the slightly impatient tone typical of an old couple quite vividly. Yu Shujun finally picked out two sets of pajamas from the hangers, handed one set to Wen Nan, "You go first." Although not much was said, it was quite evident that when turning back, the expression on his face had become much more lively. Was he really upset about that? It seemed Yu Shujun wanted a night of as realistic cohabitative living as possible, not just some straightforward mechanical motion? This was a bit challenging for Wen Nan. Whenever he was alone on a bed with a woman, it was either mechanical motion or preparing for it, with no real experience of long-term cohabitation. However, since that’s what the other wanted, Wen Nan decided to give it a try and satisfy the other. After all, the other held the crucial props and it seemed the system’s hidden character required a "sleeping together one night" task to complete the exploration rate. "Then I’ll go." Wen Nan swaggered towards the bathroom. As the shower water streamed down, soaking Wen Nan’s body, the bathroom door opened from outside, and a figure walked in. Wen Nan’s figure was hidden in the mist, silently thinking, couldn’t resist after all, huh? However, Yu Shujun stepped inside but stopped at the entrance, not moving a step further, just saying through the bathroom partition door, "You forgot to bring in your pajamas, and the towel, I put them on the shelf by the door." After that, he closed the door and left. Wen Nan propped one hand on the bathroom wall, the other hand reaching into the system’s inventory tab, his fingers already on the rim of the [Eternal Eve] bottle, yet the other dashed away faster than a rabbit. Feelings indescribable, Wen Nan withdrew his hand and started applying body wash. Until he finished his shower, Yu Shujun hadn’t approached the bathroom again. In pajamas and with a towel over his head, Wen Nan walked out of the bathroom slowly, seeing Yu Shujun sitting properly by the table... reading a book?! With such a charming man taking a shower nearby, instead of sneaking a glance, he’s reading a book? And... Yu Shujun, a player known for burst and output, now suddenly wants to go for intelligence type? Isn’t that too abrupt? Lin Daiyu lifting a drooping willow? In Wen Nan’s extremely surprised gaze, Yu Shujun lifted his eyes, turning his head to look at him. Wen Nan, while raising his hand to rub his hair with the towel, moved to the table, "I’m done showering, you go ahead." Yu Shujun’s gaze followed a drop of water from the ends of Wen Nan’s hair down to his chest, inadvertently swallowing as the drop soaked into the pajama fabric. As if to intentionally differentiate from the one-off encounters like hooking up, Yu Shujun prepared pajamas for Wen Nan that could be said to have full sex-negative appeal— A minimalist style beige cotton pullover short-sleeve, paired with dark brown linen shorts, wearing this outfit, if Wen Nan walked into a monastery or temple, found a prayer mat, and sat in meditation, it would seem completely natural. When Yu Shujun bought this set from the game system mall, he initially thought it’d give off an ascetic vibe, but who would’ve thought that this kind of pajama, on the person in front of him, would still exude a certain charm that was completely off the charts—