No matter how furious Da Chi was outside the circle,
the two people inside the circle continued with their business, unaffected by each other.
Lin Yu wouldn't forget that the younger sister was the main focus, just because the older sister was present.
The suddenly posed question seemed perfectly timed.
Little Chi was stunned on the spot, even the motion of eating her ice cream cone froze.
Facing the gaze of a girl who could hold ten ice cream cones between eight fingers,
Lin Yu still spoke calmly:
"What's wrong? Think I'm lying?"
"Those countless ice cream cones of mine are never given to girls I don't like."
"Although you're a red dragon and I'm a warrior, that doesn't stop us from being friends, right?"
[Ding!]
[A show-off move. The Saint's immense wealth fills his Dao Companion's heart with longing and envy!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Lin Yu: "..."
So that's the key point!
And here I thought my somewhat heartfelt words had touched Little Chi's heart!
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
The familiar buzzing sound sent Lin Yu's heart into a frenzy.
What?
What's going on?
Weren't they having a good conversation?
The system notification had just finished!
Why are there now signs of the dream collapsing?
Lin Yu immediately calmed his mind, desperately trying to recall what he had just said...
Could it be that something he said was off-putting and caused Little Chi's aversion?
Made him seem frivolous?
That can't be!
"Little Chi, Little Chi, don't look at me like that, I didn't mean anything else, you..."
"What's wrong with you? You look terrible?"
Lin Yu, who was trying to explain, noticed something was wrong.
Little Chi's daze might have had nothing to do with his words at all.
She was curled up, her face pale, her eyebrows trembling uncontrollably.
Little Chi: "My stomach... my stomach hurts so much..."
Lin Yu: "!!!"
What the heck!
Stomach ache now?
Could it be phantom pain from eating too many ice cream cones?
You're a die-hard otaku, little sister!
How could a foodie in manga ever get a stomachache from eating?
Despite being in such pain, so much that she could barely speak,
Little Chi still held her hand steady, not using it to touch her stomach at all.
Now that's the dedication of a professional foodie.
It's just a pity...
As the buzzing grew louder and louder, the dream world ultimately crumbled and disintegrated.
Destroyed for an utterly ridiculous reason!
...
In the twins' bedroom.
The moment Chi Qingchi opened her eyes, she covered her stomach and made a beeline for the bathroom.
The tatata sound of slippers woke Chi Qingshui from her sleep.
Chi Qingshui turned on the bedside lamp and rubbed her sore eyes.
Writing too much lately was really taking a toll on her eyes.
Finally getting a good night's sleep, only to be forcibly awakened by Little Chi.
Yet, Chi Qingshui didn't show any sign of irritation.
Instead, she sat up and asked with concern towards the bathroom:
"Hey, Little Chi, are you okay?"
"Suddenly getting up from a sound sleep... is your stomach upset?"
The bathroom door, which had just closed, opened again.
Little Chi walked out of the bathroom, scratching her head in confusion.
"That's weird, I clearly felt my stomach was cold and hurting just now."
"So it was all just a dream? I even dreamed about having a stomachache?"
Put that way, it seemed somewhat reasonable.
But such rambling talk gave Chi Qingshui a particular headache.
She flopped back onto her pillow and said to Little Chi on the lower bunk:
"Just a dream, huh?"
"If your stomach isn't really upset, then hurry up and go to sleep."
"There's heavy... there's a whole bunch of stuff waiting to be done tomorrow."
A casual remark from Chi Qingshui almost let the cat out of the bag.
Instantly.
Because of this slip of the tongue, her mind cleared up considerably.
Fortunately, Little Chi's attention wasn't on her sister at all.
She was still brooding over what happened in her dream just now...
Four? Five?
How many ice cream cones did I forget to finish!
Opportunities to eat ice cream cones so recklessly are rare!
Such a wonderful dream, can I lie down and continue it?
Darn it.
This time I promise to take small bites, I won't get a stomachache in the dream again!
...
In Lin Yu's bedroom.
His feeling of frustration was no less than Chi Qingchi's.
Is Little Chi's dream world that realistic?
Eating too many ice cream cones...
Could actually cause a stomachache?
What kind of joke is that!
The world of a foodie is truly incomprehensible.
Lin Yu sighed helplessly.
This attempt to enter Little Chi's dream couldn't be considered a complete waste.
At the very least.
It created a tiny hint of suggestion.
Once the label "scumbag who harms her sister" is stamped in the subconscious, it won't be easy to turn things around.
Lin Yu calmed his emotions and emptied his mind once more.
Soon.
The scene before his eyes changed again.
...
A strong light shone into his eyes.
Lin Yu instinctively closed his eyes, slowly adjusting to the brightness.
Before him stood a very large, high-end three-story detached villa.
Although the place Lin Yu lived in with everyone was also a three-story detached house.
Compared to this high-spec, high-style building,
It was like a Baojun meeting a BMW!
He didn't know where this place was.
But he could guess roughly whose house this was.
So...
The two Xias really are young ladies from wealthy families!
People who can afford to live in a place like this are undoubtedly from prominent, well-off families.
Through Xia Xiashan, Lin Yu could actually tell indirectly that Nurse Sister came from a well-to-do family.
But when the label "ultra-rich" was attached to her,
Lin Yu still felt somewhat disillusioned.
"Click, click, click, click..."
The automatic outer gate slowly opened to both sides.
The daylight was dazzling, but not as dazzling as the villa inside the gate.
With the wall and outer gate blocking the view before,
Lin Yu thought it was just a luxurious villa.
But when the obstacles before him opened, he was astonished to discover...
Isn't the scenery behind it a mountain?
This isn't an ordinary villa, it's a mountain estate!
Lin Yu immediately switched to a bird's-eye view, looking down from above.
It was fine not to look, but looking gave him a shock.
Is this still Pingchuan City?
You'd think you'd arrived at some mountain resort community!
There weren't many man-made scenic spots around, just mountain villas and villa clusters everywhere.
Lin Yu had only seen such a living environment in some exaggerated soap operas.
Compared to the scene before him,
Those TV dramas were filmed too conservatively!
With the limited perspective of a commoner like Lin Yu, his first reaction was...
Wouldn't life be boring living in such an isolated, lofty place?
No wonder Nurse Sister fled on her motorcycle even at night!
When the outer gate fully opened, a middle-aged woman dressed very much like the stereotypical image of a housemaid walked out.
"Hello, may I ask if you are Mr. Lin Yu?"
"Miss Weiwei specifically asked me to come here to welcome you."
The woman clasped her hands in front of her, speaking to Lin Yu with polite courtesy.
...
(Wishing everyone a Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! Updates will proceed as usual today!)
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