Chapter 162
The smell of greasy food in the cafeteria had not yet completely dissipated, mixed with the smell of disinfectant, forming a sticky and suffocating smell in the cramped air of the health center's duty room.
Liu Siyu's fingertips felt cold as she stared at the air in front of her. The cold system prompt sound echoed in her mind again: [This is the most efficient solution at the moment. Host, please seize the opportunity.]
[Mission Objective: Forcefully kiss Wen Yanxi to increase the target's favorability. Mission Failure: Activate the punishment procedure.]
If the mission fails, the system will automatically initiate the punishment procedure?
Liu Siyu has completed so many tasks and has never been punished.
Liu Siyu curled the corners of her mouth. She would never let her undefeated record be ruined by Wen Yanxi.
Isn’t it just a forced kiss on Wen Yanxi?
She won't lose anything anyway.
It can also create a rift between Chen Zhaoyue and Wen Yanxi.
Chen Zhaoyue has to be with Wen Yanxi no matter what he does recently, and it is obvious that he is on guard against her.
Liu Siyu couldn't help but think that Chen Zhaoyue wasn't as confident as he looked.
Liu Siyu clenched her palms, her nails digging into the flesh. She must not fail.
Not far away, Wen Yanxi and Wen Qing had just walked out of the cafeteria when they were chased away by Chen Zhaoyue on the pretext that she wanted to take a walk to digest her food after dinner.
Chen Zhaoyue actually didn't go far.
The early autumn wind blew across her face, bringing with it the dryness of the sun. Chen Zhaoyue slowly paced along the perimeter of the health center, calculating the distance.
Johnny's monitoring range is limited, and she cannot go beyond the distance, otherwise she will miss the conspiracy planned by Liu Siyu and the system.
Fortunately, Liu Siyu didn't make her wait too long, and soon Liu Siyu came out of the cafeteria.
Chen Zhaoyue followed Liu Siyu closely as she walked towards the clinic. Her face was expressionless, but she sneered inwardly. Liu Siyu's thoughts were as shallow as the greasy liquid on a plate; you could see through them at a glance.
In the evening, Chen Zhaoyue arrived home before Wen Yanxi. The door lock clicked softly, isolating him from the outside world.
As soon as Chen Zhaoyue stepped into the living room, he released Johnny from the space.
Johnny circled around Shen Zhaoyue frantically, his voice anxious and aggrieved: "Master! Master! Johnny doesn't want to live anymore! The male master is not clean anymore!"
Chen Zhaoyue had long been accustomed to Johnny's sudden startles. After hearing what he said, he knew that he must have been overthinking things after listening to what the system and Liu Siyu said.
Shen Zhaoyue walked to the sofa and sat down. Johnny quickly handed her a glass of spiritual spring water, his blue electronic eyes flashing with anxious light, "Miss, aren't you anxious?"
Chen Zhaoyue took a sip of the spiritual spring water: "Speak slowly, what's wrong?"
"It was that Liu Siyu! She, she actually tried to forcefully kiss the male host!" Johnny's voice became shrill, filled with simulated anger and disbelief. "I heard it clearly! That useless system gave her such a rotten idea, it forced her to do it! She said she'd kiss you right in front of you! What kind of favorability boost is that?! Pah!"
Chen Zhaoyue raised an eyebrow, his movements leisurely: "Oh? And then?"
"She even thinks she can sow discord between you and the Master! How foolish! The Master is you!" Johnny gritted his teeth. "She actually thinks it's possible! Master, look at her height!"
Johnny's tone suddenly became extremely sarcastic. "Standing up straight, are you about 1.6 meters tall? Our host is 1.89 meters tall! Perfect proportions! Can she reach it? Huh?"
Johnny simulated a wheezing sound, as if he was very angry: "Is she going to move a stool? Or suddenly jump up and kiss our master's chin? Or just kiss his Adam's apple? Eh - thinking of that scene, the master is no longer pure! It's dirty! Johnny doesn't want it anymore! Just throw him away if he gets kissed, master!"
Chen Zhaoyue couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a slight arc. She imagined the scene: Liu Siyu leaping with all her might, like a clumsy pendant trying to reach the candy hanging high above, while Wen Yanxi would probably frown and step back expressionlessly, leaving her to fall flat on her face.
Indeed... quite comedic.
"It's not a big deal," she said calmly, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, showing her confidence. "Let's not talk about whether Liu Siyu can touch Wen Yanxi's collar. Even if she does, Wen Yanxi will be the victim."
Johnny glared at Shen Zhaoyue and reminded her: "Miss, please stay sober, throw away your love brain, and turn off the lover filter."
Chen Zhaoyue didn't listen to Johnny at all, and continued what she had just said: "Wen Yanxi is already very pitiful for being touched by a woman he hates. It's not like he took the initiative. He is at most slightly dirty. He can be used after disinfecting it properly."
"Total disinfection! Inside and out!" Johnny echoed fiercely, his electronic eyes flashing fiercely. "Master, what should we do? How about giving her some bowel cleansing medicine? Then make her squat in the toilet all day tomorrow until her legs are numb and she can't even jump!"
"No need." Chen Zhaoyue lowered her eyelashes, hiding the cold light in her eyes, "Just watch."
She wanted to see with her own eyes what kind of tragic ending this farce, which was forced by the system and performed by actors who overestimated their abilities, would have.
Wen Yanxi came back a little later than usual. He didn't see Chen Zhaoyue in the yard. Usually she was squatting in the vegetable garden looking after her small medicinal seedlings. What happened today?
When Wen Yanxi entered the house carrying the food he had brought back from the cafeteria, he saw Chen Zhaoyue lying on the table, staring blankly at the kerosene lamp.
Wen Yanxi put the lunch box on the table and rubbed Chen Zhaoyue's hair with his rough, dry palms. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Chen Zhaoyue came back to his senses, and while still lying on the table, he looked up at Wen Yanxi, with a flicker of light in his eyes.
"Uncle, you're back." Chen Zhaoyue didn't lean over to kiss and tease him as usual. She greeted him calmly, then stood up and went to the kitchen to get the dishes. "Wash your hands and eat."
Wen Yanxi looked at Chen Zhaoyue's back with a serious look, and his intuition told him that she was worried.
Didn’t she say that no matter what happened between them, they should communicate well?
Why didn't she tell him anything?
Wen Yanxi pursed his lips, washed his hands, and came out to see Chen Zhaoyue had already divided the food and was sitting at the dining table waiting for him.
Wen Yanxi took the water cup handed by Chen Zhaoyue and took a sip of water, "Eat quickly, or it will get cold if you don't eat it."
After saying that, he lowered his head and ate his rice in big mouthfuls.
Wen Yanxi could sense the gaze on him, fixed and focused, which had lasted for quite a while. He looked up and, as expected, met Chen Zhaoyue's gaze, which hadn't yet been able to avert.
Chen Zhaoyue was like a disturbed bird, his eyelashes trembled rapidly, and his hands subconsciously fiddled with the food in the bowl in front of him.
"What's wrong?" Wen Yanxi picked up a piece of fat that Chen Zhaoyue had pushed aside. His voice was as calm as usual, and no emotion could be heard.
Chen Zhaoyue's fingertips curled up, as if she was making some kind of decision. The dim light from the overhead light streamed down, casting a small shadow between her downcast brows.
Chen Zhaoyue took a breath, her voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated the invisible air between them: "Wen Yanxi...what if you were forcibly kissed by someone other than me?"
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