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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end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
