When Zhang pointed at the corner of his mouth, playfully suggested, "Yanyan, since itâs encouragement, why not give me a little benefit? Not much, just right here..."
Liang Yan twitched the corner of her mouth, smacking his approaching face away with a blush, "You are a Xilena celebrity, you know? You should pay attention to your image a bit. Acting all hooligan, teasing people like this, are you sure you want to live?"
Zhang Yiqi rolled his eyes, lost in thought, making Liang Yan instinctively move a bit to the side. When they were young, she used to bully Zhang with no resistance, but now things have turnedâsheâs the one getting bullied. Hmph, itâs all about combat power. If she too used the potential activation potion, maybe she could stage a comeback...
"Though Iâm called a celebrity, I donât seem to be recognized by many. Plus, Iâm not some star singer or actor, I donât get that bunch of pesky guys sticking to me paparazzi-style." Zhang in front of classmates is like a perennial iceberg, in front of roommates is as cunning as you canât tell whatâs what, and in front of Liang Yan...Ahem, didnât someone say women love bad boys? Being a bit naughty supposedly makes chasing girls easier.
Besides...When accompanying Yanyan reading those pure love novels, it seems she prefers characters that appear weak and beautiful but have a bold and rebellious nature. So, following this path shouldnât go wrong.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at her, the guy was still looking at him with expectant eyes...This guy! Liang Yan internally pummelled Zhang two hundred times, then reluctantly beckoned him over, whispering, "Come here!"
Zhang Yiqi secretly smiled with satisfaction; when his lips finally felt that tenderness with fragrance, the frustration of failure vanished, even the exhaustion lightened. He hoped he was a full-HP, refreshed breakthrough!
It wasnât until Liang Yan had to log off for class that Zhang Yiqi still couldnât get out of the previous state.
Thatâs when Qin Chou showed up, with a smug smile on his face, feeling completely victorious. The odds were super high for Su Jiameng, and he earned seven to eight times profit! Unfortunately, to be safe, he also bet on some dorm mates, so he didnât make as much, but his pocket money increased, making him feel a bit more comfortable.
"Bro, are you dumber after losing a round?" With plans to console him, Qin expected to see a faint foolish smile on Zhangâs face. Damn, he never showed such a silly smile even when his sadistic fiancĂ©e bullied him...
While Zhang was happily immersed in progress, he was interrupted, naturally feeling annoyed. Seeing the intruding person was Qin, he decided on a strategy instantlyâitâs worth it. Zhang pointed to a spot nearby, instructing, "Sit."
As a manâs sixth sense warned him, Qin sensed his bro had ill intentions. For a moment, he felt uncertain whether or not to sit down. He hadnât said anything wrong, so why the high-handed attitude? Didnât realize it was missing the point!
With a trembling heart, Qin still sat down obediently, innocently saying, "Glad youâre all right, I was worried a nobody defeated you, casting a shadow over your heart forever. Seeing you now like this, itâs a relief. Rest assured, when itâs offline, Iâll treat you to a big meal, no limits!"
With a hidden cold smile, Zhang timed his words, "Failure is nothing. Even the Allianceâs Grand Marshal canât guarantee invincibility. Didnât Earth Era say failure is the mother of success? Iâm not so fragile. This failure will only help me see my shortcomings. Wouldnât falling into despair disappoint everyone?"
Qin slapped his shoulder, oblivious that trouble was brewing for him, happily stating, "Thinking like that is good, men should fail once or twiceâflaws are beautiful too, after all, those too perfect are bound to be struck by lightning!"
Zhang subtly twitched the corner of his mouth, retreating a bit from Qinâs outgoing friendliness. Considering heâs read too much BL with Yanyan, he gradually dislikes excessive bodily contact with the same gender; it gives him a subtly uncomfortable feeling...Of course, fighting practice doesnât count as, in giving beatings, he finds pleasure and satisfaction!