Lin Yu simply leaned against the headboard, resting his hands behind his head, content to listen to the conversation between the two.
At the same time, he wondered just how long it would take for the Queen of Dirty Jokes to notice his presence.
"Ugh!"
"I thought you two had already gone at it like rabbits in heat!"
"Nothing’s even happened yet, why are you in such a hurry?"
"..."
"Alright, alright, you’re not in a hurry."
"Speaking of Dayu, he’s showering right now, so he can’t talk to you."
"As for how good he is, your dear wife will test him out for you first!"
"Hahaha, you’re making me drool just thinking about it!"
"..."
"Look at you, getting all worked up again."
"It’s not like I’m the one chasing after Dayu—he’s the one who can’t resist me."
"He tricked me into his room, saying his pet rabbit could do a handstand."
"And then he started getting handsy—ugh, he almost made me moan."
"..."
"Hahaha, what can you do besides rage helplessly?"
"Just focus on minding the shop. He’s coming out now~ I’m hanging up."
"..."
After saying that last line, Huang Feirong quickly switched to the QQ voice chat interface, grinning mischievously as she ended the call.
She then swiftly returned to the game screen and started typing in the chat box.
Even without looking, it was obvious she was trash-talking Sister Antique with wild abandon.
Less than thirty seconds later, a "shake" notification popped up on the QQ chat window.
After two aggressive shakes, another voice call came through.
"Ahahaha—"
The room echoed with the Queen of Dirty Jokes’ unrestrained laughter.
Naturally, she deliberately hung up again, just to stir the pot.
Almost immediately, Huang Feirong’s phone, lying on the bed, started ringing.
Only then did Lin Yu realize her phone had been right beside him the whole time.
Huang Feirong took off her headphones and smoothly rolled her computer chair over to the bed, looking completely at ease.
"Ahahaha—hic!"
That’s when she finally noticed Lin Yu, who had somehow appeared in the room without her realizing.
Judging by his expression, he’d been there for a while.
Huang Feirong stared at the ringing phone on the bed, unsure whether to pick it up.
Her mind racing, she blurted out:
"Dayu, how much of that did you hear?"
Lin Yu: "..."
How could she be so calm?
How could she casually gossip about him being horny and ready to "punish" her on the spot, then act like nothing happened?!
For the first time, Lin Yu realized—
When it came to mental fortitude, he was still an amateur.
Only after the call went unanswered did Lin Yu finally speak up, feigning curiosity:
"Feirong-jie, tell me—should I start with your hands or your feet?"
"Can you really moan from just a touch? Turn into a motion-sensor faucet?"
Huang Feirong whooshed as she snatched up her phone, slowly rolling her chair back toward the desk in retreat.
At the same time, she forced an awkward laugh:
"It was just a joke, Dayu—you know me."
"I’m what they call… all talk, no action."
Lin Yu planted his foot on the chair leg, pretending to be shocked:
"Feirong-jie, don’t say things like that—how would I know?"
"It’s not like we’ve ever played any piston games."
At that exact moment, Lin Yu’s phone rang.
The caller? None other than Shen Buyao!
Did she really not know what her best friend was like?
She’d taken the bait so obviously, even to the point of calling on WeChat video to confirm.
Talk about lust-addled judgment!
Then again…
Maybe she wasn’t that sharp to begin with.
Speaking of lacking smarts—
This video call reminded Lin Yu of Shen Jiuyi’s assessment of Yaoyao.
And speaking of Shen Jiuyi…
They still had a stargazing date tonight!
Beep—
The video call connected.
Lin Yu adjusted the camera angle to capture both himself and Huang Feirong.
"Damn you, Lin Yu, have you two… eaten yet?"
On screen, Shen Buyao was clearly still at the shop.
Even in this awful weather, she was still keeping it open.
This line of work really wasn’t easy.
Her tone made it obvious—food was not what she’d meant to ask about.
Lin Yu cut straight to the chase:
"Were you hoping to catch us in bed?"
Huang Feirong waved cheerfully, playing it cool:
"Too bad~ My darling hubby’s at Ghost Market Street right now."
"By the time you get back, I’ll already be showing!"
Lin Yu: "..."
He’d figured it out—
As long as there was a third person around, Huang Feirong’s trash-talking went nuclear.
Shen Buyao threw two mock punches at the screen:
"Ugh, shut up! Like I’d… I’d actually be scared of that?"
"I just wanted to see… if I could catch the live show!"
Lin Yu: "..."
Her stammering, awkward attempt at a joke had I’m totally bothered written all over it.
"Rongrong, get your ass back to Sister Qimeng’s room."
"I need to talk to this idiot Lin Yu alone—it’s serious."
Huang Feirong leaned in, pretending to nudge Lin Yu’s shoulder.
In reality, she didn’t even come close.
"What’s so secret? Can’t I listen?"
"Hehe, unless you two are planning to… talk naked?"
Huang Feirong licked her lips, continuing to mentally pressure Shen Buyao.
Seeing Shen Buyao ready to punch the camera again, Huang Feirong wisely stood up.
She logged out of her game and social accounts, reluctantly leaving Lin Yu’s room.
Before going, she reminded him not to delete her game progress—
The week’s forecast predicted rain five out of seven days.
Who knew? Maybe she’d be back tomorrow to mooch some gaming time.
…
Only after Huang Feirong left and Lin Yu closed the door did he pick up the phone again.
"Alright, no one else here now. We can get naughty."
Shen Buyao scoffed:
"Ugh, you’re impossible. I actually have something important to discuss. Unlike you, with your ulterior motives!"
Lin Yu cut in:
"Don’t slander me—my motives are pure. Just some sweet talk, a little romance."
If he’d been this blunt with the other girls in the apartment, his likability would’ve tanked.
But with the bold, no-nonsense Sister Antique—
[Ding!]
[Masterful move—flirtatious words leave your Dao Companion fantasizing!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Just as Lin Yu expected, the system gave the most direct feedback.
Cheerful, straightforward Sister Antique hated beating around the bush.
Saying exactly what he meant?
The best approach!
…
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