Chapter 58: The Anchor Brother Loves You 05 "...I'm not being mean to you. ...

Li Feng's phone screen displayed a message from his mother, her words filled with concern: "Is Xiaoling getting used to living here? Are the guest rooms well-equipped? Please be more attentive and ask him if he needs anything. It's the weekend, so I can take him out to buy some."

Li Feng raised his head and looked through the half-open door of the guest room. The standard off-white bedding was laid out in a glaring manner.

Off-white... Indeed, it's exactly the same as the background in last night's photo.

His eyes darkened and he raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Ye Ling."

The cold voice startled the man lying on the bed playing with his phone. He scrambled to his feet, his golden hair a mess. "Brother? What's wrong?"

Li Feng shook his phone and said in a businesslike tone, "My parents asked if you needed anything and whether you were comfortable living here." He paused deliberately, observing the other party's reaction, "Let me take you out to buy it now."

"Get out?" Ye Ling's eyes lit up instantly, revealing genuine joy. "Really?"

The receiver in his brain automatically converted "going out shopping" into "going out to play".

[Host! Opportunity! God-given opportunity!] 778 was also excited, [Hurry up and agree! Hurry up and agree!]

Ye Ling immediately put on a pitiful expression, twisting the corner of her clothes with her fingers in an artificial way. "Actually... I seem to be missing a lot of things... It's all because I came in such a hurry."

He raised his head and blinked his innocent big eyes, "Brother...can I trouble you..."

Li Feng accepted all his teasing and chatter, still with that expressionless look on his face: "Well, let's go."

[Host! Let's go shopping together! That's a date!] 778 excitedly planned, [You could accidentally trip and fall into his arms! Or let him help you choose... underwear!]

Ye Ling's rebuttal was swift and resolute this time: [Stop! Don't think I didn't catch up! This Jinjiang novel simply couldn't have such a plot!]

He was very self-aware. A mere cannon fodder, he thought, and he wanted to take advantage of Li Feng, the male leader of the Ethics Squad and the main character? He was just dreaming. The fact that Li Feng personally brought him out to purchase was already a huge surprise.

In 778's words, he is the genius among perverts, the king among perverts, the chosen pervert actor with his own buffs!

A true pervert would be overjoyed to be able to go out with Li Feng. And he, the pervert, was also in a pretty good mood.

He looked around curiously, full of curiosity about this large, brightly lit home furnishing mall.

He didn't even need to act hard to bring the narrow-minded, rural-town bumpkin to life. Actually, having grown up in the Fast Travel Bureau, he probably wasn't as knowledgeable as the other guy.

Li Feng seemed to slow down his pace unintentionally, walked side by side with him, and made a tentative move: "The bedding area is upstairs. Do you need a change of sheets?" He glanced slightly to the side, "The off-white set in the guest room is too plain."

"Brother, you decide! I don't know anything and I will listen to you!" Ye Ling smiled shyly and obediently.

Li Feng led him directly to a sea of ​​colorful bedding.

"What color do you like?" Seeing that he didn't say anything, Li Feng asked.

[Wow, host! He's picking out bedding for you!] 778 starts setting off virtual fireworks, [The Jinjiang male lead is so generous! He's so generous to a pervert like you who's eating and drinking for free and harassing you with a fake account! Quick! Pick the most rustic one! Like, the same large flowered jacket from Northeast China!]

Ye Ling ignored the noisy system and fell into deep thought. As a lovebird with bright feathers, he truly loved all kinds of bright colors, especially the dazzling golden hair on his head!

He pursed his lips and silently rejected 778's proposal for a big flowered jacket.

Li Feng's eyes swept over his light golden hair. The soft hair looked like a small ball of warm light under the light. A thought suddenly emerged in his mind: "...Gold?"

Hearing this, Ye Ling's eyes lit up, as if they were filled with stars: "I like it! I like it very much!"

Li Feng: “…”

Seeing the other person's expression instantly brighten up, Li Feng's dark temptation was inexplicably shaken. He looked away and muttered, "Golden bedding...maybe it's hard to find."

This is the truth. After all, who would want to have a golden emperor's enthronement pattern on their bedding?

"It's okay! No need to bother! It doesn't have to be gold..." Ye Ling immediately seized the opportunity to show the thoughtfulness of a green tea.

"No," Li Feng said concisely, looking straight ahead, "I want this one."

Only a sufficiently unique color could help him identify who the "little tail" who posted the blurry leg photo was.

Finally, the two of them fished out a set of bedding with a light yellow background and cute little yellow chickens printed on it from the vast ocean of high-end Morandi bedding, which was barely rubbed with a golden edge.

Li Feng glanced at the "living little yellow chicken" next to him, who was pretending to be calm but couldn't suppress his excitement, and waved his hand: "This is it."

It's just right for this silly temperament.

Ye Ling was indeed not disgusted at all, and was so excited that he almost took off on the spot. In his eyes, Li Feng was simply a fairy godmother who could see through the bird's heart and fulfill wishes!

As soon as Li Feng paid the bill, he couldn't wait to hug the heavy shopping bag tightly in his arms.

"Li-Feng?"

The two were about to leave when suddenly, an exaggerated voice came from behind them.

"Fuck! It's really you! The sun is rising from the west?"

A young man wearing a flashy trendy T-shirt rushed over and slapped Li Feng on the shoulder with a familiar slap.

Li Feng's brows knitted together instantly, and he slapped his claws away without any hesitation: "Zou Kai? Stay away from me, the smell on you can kill mosquitoes."

"Tsk, you don't understand?" Zou Kai was not annoyed, but raised his eyebrows proudly, "This is called the admission ticket for mature men, it's standard for people in society..."

Zou Kai's gaze accidentally moved to Ye Ling, his words suddenly stopped, and he was stunned for three seconds.

“Holy shit!” Zou Kai’s exclamation broke through the ceiling, his eyes almost glued to Ye Ling’s face, “Li Feng! Which 2D world did you dig out this figurine from? This face! This hair!”

He darted in front of Ye Ling, spit flying everywhere and started to talk: "Little boy! What's your name? How old are you? Are you interested in live streaming? Don't worry! I'm Li Feng's best friend, we grew up together! I'm absolutely reliable! Come to my company, a startup company, and you'll be treated like a veteran! I'll sell everything I have to make you a top star!"

Ye Ling was so frantic that she retreated repeatedly, her back almost hitting the shelf. She turned her head and cast a frightened look at Li Feng in panic, silently begging for help: Brother! Save me!

Li Feng received the signal and pulled Ye Ling behind him, shielding Zou Kai's burning gaze with his body like an eagle protecting its cub. His voice was as cold as ice: "Zou Kai, don't set your sights on him. He's going to college next month and doesn't have time for your messy things."

"Ouch! You're protecting me already?" Zou Kai exaggeratedly covered his chest, his face hurt. "Li Feng! Have you forgotten that I watched you play games for four whole years of college?"

"I can handle both, but he can't." Li Feng rejected Zou Kai coldly, but then stabbed Ye Ling in a roundabout way, "He's stupid."

Ye Ling: “…”

Zou Kai was selectively deaf, like the purple-haired anchor at the fast food restaurant. He turned to the obviously well-behaved Ye Ling and said, "Hey, little brother, what kind of golden color is your hair? Is it dyed? It looks too natural!"

As he spoke, he reached out his hand slyly to rub it.

Ye Ling quickly retracted her neck and hid behind Li Feng, muttering softly, "It's natural..."

"Born?!" Zou Kai gasped, his eyes instantly becoming even more fiery. He was about to pull his hand again, "Lucky! You've won the genetic lottery! It would be a waste of talent if you don't broadcast it live..."

Li Feng raised his hand to block, then pulled Ye Ling's arm and was about to leave: "Let's go."

"Don't go!"

Zou Kai caught up, and he glanced at the shopping cart with his sharp eyes - it was filled with pillows, towels, toothbrushes and toothpaste, and even a pair of eye-catching little yellow chicken slippers. Combined with the bedding in Ye Ling's arms...

The expression on his face instantly changed from fanaticism to a fan-shaped picture of "I understand", "So that's how it is", and "You city people really know how to have fun".

He touched his chin, his eyes moving back and forth between Li Feng's cold and handsome face and Ye Ling's ignorant little face, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk... Young Master Li Feng..." He deliberately dragged out his tone, "I was wondering why you condescended to come to the Home Furnishing City... So it turns out... Finally..."

He didn't finish, but it said it all.

Li Feng's forehead vein jumped, and a chill suddenly descended from his body: "Shut up. It's just a roommate."

"Roommate?" Zou Kai's eyes widened at first, then he nodded with a look of understanding, nodding vigorously in an exaggerated tone, "Oh oh oh ~ roommate! I understand! I understand! You city people now call this 'roommate'! I understand!"

As he spoke, he winked at Li Feng.

Li Feng's head hurt from the look and teasing, and his patience ran out. He pushed the shopping cart with one hand, and with the other, pulled Ye Ling, who was still confused, and said, "Get lost."

Then he strode towards the cashier without looking back, and his back exuded a murderous aura that was extremely similar to that of his game character.

Zou Kai stood there, watching the backs of the couple pushing the cart away, stroking his chin and sighing, "Tsk tsk, roommates... okay, as long as you're happy. If my brother wants to be an anchor, he must contact me!"

The coldness around Li Feng became even stronger.

Ye Ling, who was being dragged, held the little yellow duck slippers in his arms with a bewildered look on his face. He had no idea why Li Feng was so angry, and... why Li Feng pinched his wrist so hard?

He didn't dare to provoke Li Feng, and could only silently criticize 778 in his mind: [He is so fierce...]

The atmosphere in the car on the way back was even more tense than when they arrived. Li Feng stared straight ahead, his jaw set tight, and said nothing.

Ye Ling leaned listlessly on the passenger seat, watching the street scenes passing by quickly outside the window, attracted by them, especially the snack stalls with tempting aromas.

The sausages sizzled on the rollers, and the marshmallows were as fluffy as clouds...

His sight seemed to be glued to the subject, his eyeballs following closely, and he even swallowed unconsciously.

The car came to a stop at another red light, right in front of a cotton candy stand. The faint sweet smell seeped in through the crack in the car window.

Ye Ling was so focused on watching that he didn't even notice when Li Feng turned his head to look at him.

"What are you looking at?" A cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Huh?" Ye Ling was startled, and suddenly came back to her senses. She quickly straightened her head and placed her hands neatly on her knees. "No... I didn't see anything!"

Li Feng glanced at him, then glanced at the cotton candy stand outside the window, his brows slightly raised. The next second, he suddenly rolled down the window and beckoned to the vendor.

"A marshmallow, a big one, quick."

Ye Ling was stunned, staring blankly at Li Feng as he scanned the code and paid quickly and efficiently, and then received a huge marshmallow.

Ye Ling didn't fully react until Li Feng stuffed the marshmallow into her hand with an expressionless face.

"Here." Li Feng's voice was still cold, even a little impatient, "Don't look so pitiful that you haven't eaten enough."

Ye Ling held the marshmallow and stared blankly at Li Feng's cold and hard profile.

This kind of gruff, yet indescribably familiar, considerate attitude...

In an instant, a figure from the depths of his memory almost overlapped with him—the Shao Ye who silently made delicious food for him, pushed caramel pudding in front of him, pushed him away in the most cruel way, yet resolutely followed him...

My heart felt like it was stung by something.

He subconsciously shrank his shoulders back and tightened his grip on the marshmallow stick.

This little movement didn't escape Li Feng's eyes. He caught a glimpse of Ye Ling's frightened expression, paused, and frowned even more tightly: "Tsk, why are you always so startled?"

Ye Ling raised her eyes, and her hazel eyes were as frank as a little animal, silently accusing: Because you are really fierce.

“…”

Li Feng didn't know why he understood the meaning in his eyes again. His Adam's apple rolled, and then he turned his face away to avoid his gaze. He said dryly: "...I'm not mean to you. Sit down, I'm leaving."

After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator decisively and looked ahead intently, as if the person who bought the marshmallows just now was not him.

"……oh."

Ye Ling put away his complicated thoughts, lowered his head, and took a bite of the soft and sweet marshmallow.