She cursed the game under her breath, then snorted defiantly, "Fine, I won't say anything then, I'll experience it sooner or later anyway."

"You might not be able to..."

Liang Zhirou lowered her eyes and glanced at what was in front of her, then said earnestly and regretfully.

Lin Miaomiao: "?"

"What are you playing?" Liang Zhirou sat down next to her, watching the characters on the screen move around, and quickly changed the subject.

The game looked familiar to her; it seemed to be the one Chen Lu had asked her to play for a while when he came downstairs to help move things, but it also seemed a little different.

This requires a lot of movement, while that only requires a few taps.

"LOL, haven't you seen Chen Lu play it?"

Lin Miaomiao didn't care whether Liang Zhirou understood or not, and quietly showed off her level seven dog tag.

Liang Zhirou shook her head. "He doesn't play games much anymore, he just keeps urging me to play..."

Lin Miaomiao remained calm upon hearing the first part of the sentence, because ever since she learned to draw, she had stopped liking to look at erotic pictures. Originally, she liked anything that looked good, but now she either thinks the lighting is wrong or the figure drawing is bad. After being picky, fewer and fewer things can catch her eye.

But upon hearing the next sentence, I immediately lost my composure.

"Chen Lu keeps urging you to play games?"

Is this even possible?

She blinked in confusion, and it took her a while to make sense of the logic behind it.

From a selfish male perspective, Liang Zhirou's initial submissive nature made her the most suitable wife. She would never have any hobbies, wouldn't spend money recklessly, wouldn't have any temper, and could swallow all her hardships...

But Chen Lu clearly didn't have that idea.

He seemed to just want to make Liang Zhirou happy.

Chen Lu was indeed born, but he was very clear about such matters.

The word "gentle" is insufficient to describe Liang Zhirou.

Chen Lu is far more than just a good man.

These two together...

Lin Miaomiao glanced at Liang Zhirou's focused profile. The dim light from the monitor reflected in the girl's clear and beautiful eyes, and the screen continued to flicker.

As Liang Zhirou's only best friend, she was very resentful, but she had to admit that the two of them were really a good match.

Damn, I'm actually a little envious.

"Tell me quickly! Do you like Chen Lu more or me more?"

Do you want the truth or a lie?

“…You don’t need to say anything.” Lin Miaomiao bit her lip fiercely and pointed at the screen. “Want to play? I’ll teach you.”