Qian Lingyu specifically chose competitive games and beat Lei Jingyun up.
No matter what Lei Jingyun did, he couldn't win even a single game against Qian Lingyu!
But every time Qian Lingyu wins a game, she laughs with great joy, making Lei Jingyun suspect that Feng Ling sent him here to be tortured and please her.
"This isn't fun...it's not fun at all! I'm done with this!"
Lei Jingyun was very unhappy; a game you can't win is no fun at all.
Seeing that he didn't want to play anymore, Qian Lingyu quickly said:
"If you don't play, the wind chimes will make sure the two of you continue holding hands and hugging..."
Lei Jingyun scratched his head, sighed, and picked up the controller again.
Qian Lingyu understood that he couldn't win and therefore found it boring, so he deliberately lost a few rounds.
Lei Jingyun jumped up with joy!
"Hahaha! I won! I won! Ahhh! Finally! Finally won!"
He looked so excited, as if he had won the whole world.
Qian Lingyu simply smiled:
"Again! I refuse to accept this!"
"Hmph... defeated opponent, come on!"
The two of them then spent the whole day together, and the next day, Fengling didn't come looking for them.
But Qian Lingyu received a phone call from her mother.
[Hey? Lingyu, didn't you say you were bringing Young Master Lei over these next couple of days?]
"Oh...we were playing a game together, hey...Lei Jingyun! You're shameless for ambushing me! Mom'll give you a beating later!"
After saying that, he even forgot to hang up and simply tossed his phone aside.
"Hahaha! You think you're any good? I gave you a chance and you still couldn't handle it! Little brother!" (Ou San)
"Damn it... so close! Let's try again!"
Qi Xinyu and Qian Duying on the other end of the phone were both a little confused, but the call ended quickly.
The two exchanged a glance, and Qian Duying frowned slightly:
"Was that Lei Jingyun's voice just now? Does he also like playing that game?"
"Hmm...maybe it's because of this shared interest that they got together?"
Seeing that the old man seemed to have doubts, Qi Xinyu quickly continued:
"That's not necessarily a bad thing... I've heard that Lei Jingyun cultivates diligently and has already reached the seventh level at such a young age. He must be someone who can distinguish between serious matters and trivial matters, and probably just treats games as a pastime."
Only after hearing this did the old man's brow relax.
"However... judging from their conversation, they do seem to have a very good relationship. Lingyu rarely acts like this with other boys."
"Hmm... I'll ask her again later when she's coming to the Qian family and give her a heads-up."
"good."
While Qian Lingyu and Lei Jingyun were playing games, Feng Ling was cultivating.
During this time, if you hear Hanlai reminding you of the wind chimes.
The situation is extremely volatile, and foreign tribes could launch a large-scale invasion at any time. Time is running out for the Feng family.
He wanted Fengling to enter the Demon-Suppressing Stele to cultivate. According to him, once inside the Demon-Suppressing Stele, one could not leave until reaching the Demon King realm.
But Fengling refused, wanting to wait until Ruo Qingyan was fully recovered before going in.
Ruotinghan gave him a deadline: wait another month for Fengling.
If Fengling still can't persuade Qianjia after a month, then Ruotinghan is prepared to go himself.
As I said before, this is a last resort.
Although Fengling really wanted him to take action quickly and wake Ruo Qingyan up, he couldn't persuade Ruo Tinghan.
Moreover, Fengling always remembered her mother's dying words, and she hoped that Fengling could reconcile with the Qian family.
Ruo Tinghan naturally knew about this matter as well, and he also wanted to fulfill Qianyu's last wish.
In the blink of an eye, after an unknown amount of time, Lei Jingyun exclaimed in surprise:
"Hahaha! I won again! Three wins in a row!"
Suddenly, I felt a weight on my shoulder, and when I turned around, I immediately stopped making a sound.
Qian Lingyu was leaning on his shoulder, asleep with her eyes closed.
Lei Jingyun turned his head and could see her delicate upturned nose. The cold light from the screen shone on her face, making her complexion appear very cool and aloof.
When Qian Lingyu calmed down, she looked sweet and lovely, and Lei Jingyun couldn't help but take a second look.
After hesitating for a moment, he called out softly:
"Hey, get up and go to bed."
This was the first time he had ever spoken to Qian Lingyu so gently.
But Qian Lingyu did not respond. Lei Jingyun wanted to pick her up, but Qian Lingyu threw herself into his arms, seemingly using him as a pillow and falling asleep in his arms.
A fragrant aroma wafted over, almost making Lei Jingyun dizzy. His heart started racing; it was undoubtedly the feeling of being smitten.
However, Lei Jingyun would never admit that he liked her.
Finally, I carried her to bed, covered her with a blanket, turned off the game console, and prepared to leave. Before leaving, I glanced at Qian Lingyu, lost in thought.
As soon as I stepped outside, the wind chimes popped out like ghosts.
Where are you going?
"Damn, you scared me."
"Tsk... If you weren't feeling guilty, why would you be so startled by me? What have you been up to, kid?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Qian Lingyu is already asleep. It's none of my business. I should go cultivate. I haven't cultivated much these past few days."
"No, you have to stay with her until she wakes up."
"Huh? Why...?"
"Otherwise, I'll knock you out, then shove you into her bed. Guess how she'll look at you when she wakes up?"
"You...you dare threaten me?"
"Hmm, how is it?"
Lei Jingyun's lips twitched. Seeing that Feng Ling had no shame, what could he do?
Since he couldn't beat him, he could only obediently go back and sit by Qian Lingyu's bedside, quietly watching over her.
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