Chapter 89 Mini Games

It took almost ten minutes just to put on shoes, not to mention the two of them were staring at each other affectionately.

Yu Qin frowned at the scene in the camera and almost thought that he was not shooting a documentary but an idol drama.

Why doesn’t Jiang Yanyu hire someone to write the script, and just star in eight or ten episodes with the two of them? Why do they go through all the trouble to participate in a variety show?

It would have been fine if he had no money, but he also had to accept the dog food attack. Yu Qin felt that his soul was greatly hurt. The two people in the camera didn't look away, only had eyes for each other, as if he didn't exist, so sticky.

After pinning the rose, Jiang Yanyu took out a hairpin from her pocket and fixed the rose branch in her hair.

"Baby, you are so beautiful." The shoes and roses were ready, Jiang Yanyu was still kneeling on one knee, holding Luo Qinglin's cheek with one hand.

Jiang Yanyu was clearly kneeling, but his eyes were like vines growing out of the ground, tightly binding Luo Qinglin in circles, preventing him from escaping.

"Thank you." Luo Qinglin turned his head, avoiding his sight, and looked at the fluff on the sofa.

Suddenly, the sound of string music came from outside the door, and the dance had begun.

"The dance has started." Luo Qinglin reminded.

"I know." Jiang Yanyu then slowly stood up, pulled Luo Qinglin up, and walked out the door.

Before walking out the door, Jiang Yanyu suddenly stopped and said, "You haven't put on your mask yet."

Before coming, Jiang Yanyu said that this was a masquerade ball organized by the young men and women in the circle, and they just got together to kill time while they were in Paris recently.

Luo Qinglin thought he was having fun in a nightclub or yacht again, but he didn't expect that he was in a manor and had to wear a mask and dress up.

"What should we do then?" Luo Qinglin stopped and asked.

"It's okay," Jiang Yanyu smiled slyly and took out a translucent white lace ribbon from his pocket, "I've prepared something else for you."

Jiang Yanyu shook out the lace ribbon, put the strap over Luo Qinglin's eyes, and tied a loose knot behind his back.

His vision was obstructed and his field of vision was tinged with white, but because the lace was translucent, Luo Qinglin could still see the road clearly.

"Hold me tight, don't fall down."

Jiang Yanyu took Luo Qinglin's hand and placed it on his arm, and at the same time winked at Yu Qin, indicating that he should follow.

In just half an hour, the number of people in the hall doubled, and most people were wearing masks and chatting and laughing with the people around them.

If someone doesn't bring a mask, the waiter will come forward and hand the prepared mask to the customer.

Jiang Yanyu was not wearing a mask. A waiter wanted to hand him a mask, but he waved his hand to refuse.

"Why aren't you wearing a mask? We're given masks here, so why are you making me wear this?" Luo Qinglin reached for the edge of the lace and was about to take it off.

"Don't take it off," Jiang Yanyu grabbed Luo Qinglin's wrist, "It doesn't look good with a mask on. You look very beautiful like this."

Jiang Yanyu leaned over to his ear and whispered, "Baby, I like you like this. Keep wearing it, okay?"

Luo Qinglin's hands were fixed in the air, neither able to untie nor let go.

If he untied it now, the vixen would definitely act aggrieved, but if he just let go of it like that, he would appear to be spineless.

"Okay?" Jiang Yanyu pinched Luo Qinglin's face and said softly, "Just this once."

Vixen not only loves to act, but also loves to act coquettishly and say nice things.

never mind.

Luo Qinglin was silent for a moment, but finally softened his heart and slowly lowered his hand, "Just this once."

Jiang Yanyu smiled complacently and waved to Yu Qin, motioning him to follow and continue walking towards the center of the hall.

The gazes of the people around him were too scorching, and he couldn't see other people's expressions through the lace cloth, but Luo Qinglin still felt tense.

After standing still, Luo Qinglin couldn't help but ask: "When can I take it off?"

Jiang Yanyu chuckled, took the champagne handed by the waiter, and put it in Luo Qinglin's hand, "If you see the eyes of others, you will be scared. Are you sure you want to take it off?"

"...What kind of look?" Luo Qinglin asked uneasily.

Jiang Yanyu put his arm around Luo Qinglin's shoulders, lowered his voice, and looked provocative, "At ten o'clock, the eldest son of the jewelry supplier, one of the people I hate the most. He couldn't take his eyes off you just now, and he glared at me viciously."

"At one o'clock, a long-haired woman I don't know is also hugging a man in a skirt. She is staring at you closely with eyes like a wolf."

"At three o'clock, a male designer I've met a few times is also staring at you with ambiguous eyes and mouthing questions to me."

Jiang Yanyu's voice was low, and his hot breath hit his ears. Luo Qinglin shrank back and wanted to move to the side.

However, Jiang Yanyu also moved with him, leaving no gap, and asked in his ear, "Guess what he said?"

"I don't want to know." Luo Qinglin instinctively knew that it was not a good thing, so he immediately shook his head and refused to listen.

But Jiang Yanyu didn't stop talking, and said with a low laugh: "He said you looked delicious and asked if I was interested in a threesome."

Luo Qinglin was shocked when he heard this, and he grabbed Jiang Yanyu's arm tightly, pulling his suit jacket into deep wrinkles.

Jiang Yanyu lowered his eyes, glanced at Luo Qinglin's clenched hands, raised his hand to cover them and patted them to comfort them.

"Don't be afraid, BB, I answered..." Jiang Yanyu said slowly and in a hollow voice, "Get lost, he is mine alone."

Luo Qinglin's exposed ears had already turned red, his lips were tightly pursed, and his heart seemed to be on a swing, swinging up and down with Jiang Yanyu's words.

"Now, do you still want to pick it?" Jiang Yanyu calmly placed his hand on the end of the lace ribbon and gently pulled it down, pretending to untie it.

"No need!" Luo Qinglin stopped him, "No need to take it off, just keep it like this."

Jiang Yanyu raised an eyebrow, then let go of her hand, and said in an aggrieved tone: "Baby is so popular, everyone likes you, I'm so afraid that someone will snatch you away."

The vixen started to act and talk nonsense again, but Luo Qinglin ignored him, turned his head to the other side, and remained silent.

"Why are you ignoring me?"

"bb."

"Good boy?"

Being annoyed by being called, Luo Qinglin turned around angrily, frowned and said: "Can you be serious? Director Yu is still filming the show."

Jiang Yanyu then looked to the side and glanced at the camera with disdain, "Sorry, Director Yu, I didn't notice you were here."

How could he not notice him when he's standing here like a living person?

Yu Qin hid behind the camera, frowning and grimacing, but his voice was humble as usual, "It doesn't matter, you can just pretend I don't exist."

After waiting for only a few minutes, the string music stopped and the sound of microphone current came from the speakers.

"Ahem, good afternoon everyone, welcome to my anonymous dance party."

"Let me remind you all that after the ball begins, anyone who is not wearing a mask will be considered a traitor and will be thrown into the Seine."

Luo Qinglin listened carefully and realized that the host was speaking English.

This female voice sounded familiar. Luo Qinglin was still wondering where he had heard it before when the host suddenly shouted excitedly, "Someone, take this traitor Loius out!"

The crowd around was in an uproar, and the sound of orderly footsteps was getting closer and closer.

Through the lace ribbon, Luo Qinglin couldn't see the real situation clearly, he only felt his palm was tightly held by Jiang Yanyu.

Luo Qinglin felt very uneasy and couldn't help but pull off the tape and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yanyu rolled his eyes and replied, "She was addicted to acting and her brain short-circuited."

Luo Qinglin looked into the distance and found that Starla was wearing the robe of the moon goddess, sitting on the railing of the spiral staircase with her feet dangling in the air, smiling and waving at him.

After greeting, Starla's expression became stern, and she pointed the bow and arrow in her hand at Luo Qinglin, "Mr. Luo has also taken off his mask, throw him out too!"

A group of men in soldier uniforms approached with serious expressions.

Not far from the manor was the Seine River. Looking at this group of men, Luo Qinglin felt uneasy and asked in a low voice: "Is she really going to throw us into the river? Is she kidding?"

Jiang Yanyu sneered and said, "It would be better if I threw her in."

The "soldier" quickly walked in front of the two men, but did not make any other moves. Instead, he stood still.

"What are you dawdling for? Throw them out now!" Starla said bossily.

Jiang Yanyu snorted coldly, pointed at Starla, and ordered the "soldier": "Catch her and lock her in the room."

"Yes." The men answered sternly, then walked towards the spiral staircase.

"You! You traitors!" Starla yelled exaggeratedly, and then jumped off the railing.

The moment she fell to the ground, all the lights in the hall dimmed, leaving only a beam of white light shining on Luo Qinglin.

In the darkness, Starla's voice became gloomy.

"Dear guests, the key to today's game is Mr. Luo. Whoever can snatch him from Louis within an hour, I will give him the ownership of the manor."

Luo Qinglin was confused and didn't understand why a good dance party turned into a stage play. He leaned close to Jiang Yanyu's ear and asked, "Is she serious? Is this manor hers?"

"No, it's her father's." Jiang Yanyu shrugged.

"Then what does this have to do with me? Can I refuse?" Luo Qinglin asked with a frown.

"No," Jiang Yanyu replied with a sly smile, "Because I want to play this game, too."

The people around began to move slightly, and a warm gaze rushed towards Luo Qinglin.

Luo Qinglin raised his head and followed his line of sight. A tall, brown-haired man wearing a mask was staring at him and Jiang Yanyu.

"3, 2, 1..." Starla began the final countdown, "The game begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yanyu threw the champagne on the ground and ran towards the spiral staircase with Luo Qinglin.

The two men moved away from the light source, like fish entering the water, and dived into the darkness, where no one could see them clearly.

"Mr. Jiang?!" Yu Qin stood there, holding the camera in confusion, not knowing what to do.

The camera was completely dark. Yu Qin turned left and right but couldn't see anything clearly.

In less than half a minute, all the lights in the hall came on again. Most people stood there indifferently, continuing to chat and joke with others, while a few people joined the game and started looking around.

The "soldiers" that had suddenly appeared disappeared without a trace, the string music started again, and the hall returned to its original state.

Yu Qin retreated to the corner, at a loss as to what to do.

Fortunately, those young men and women were all normal people. They just thought he was the cameraman of the ball and no longer looked at him strangely. Instead, they took the initiative to greet the camera.

Was he going to be alone here for a whole hour?

When I was feeling anxious, the phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated. It was a message from Jiang Yanyu, along with a photo of a man.

[Jiang Yanyu: Follow this man and record all his ugly behaviors. 】

[Jiang Yanyu: It would be best if you tripped him and made him fall flat on his face. 】

[Jiang Yanyu: Complete the task, salary↑↑↑. 】

Yu Qin sighed and thought tiredly, these childish and boring rich people!

The author has something to say:

Luo Qinglin: Is it really Starla who wants to play games, and not you who wants to play? (stare)

Jiang Yanyu: No, it’s none of my business! (guilty)