Chapter 63: The Anchor Brother Loves Me 10 “Don’t worry, I’ll give you…
Lu Ren looked at Li Feng's back as he left without mercy, sighed, turned to look at Qin Ci, and his eyes rolled.
He leaned over to Qin Ci, a flattering smile on his face. "Senior Qin, look... aren't you and Li Shen old acquaintances? I sincerely want to invite Junior Ye Ling to join our e-sports club! Could you please come with me to visit Li Shen's home? After all, aren't our e-sports club and new media club all family?"
Qin Ci pondered for a moment, then raised his lips to a perfect smile again: "Go to Li Feng's house? That's fine. I have something to talk to Li Feng about."
The afternoon sun is a bit lazy.
Qin Ci stood elegantly at the door of the villa. His well-tailored casual suit made him look as gentle as jade, as if he was not here for a visit, but to attend a high-end salon.
Next to him, Lu Ren, with his dazzling purple hair and ripped jeans, looked like an extra who had strayed onto the set, feeling awkward and out of place.
The doorbell rang for a moment and then the door was opened.
Ye Ling appeared at the door with sleepy eyes, wearing cream-colored pajamas and a head of light golden hair that had curled up from sleep.
The moment he saw who it was, he was startled and all sleepiness disappeared.
[Host! The protagonist, the shou, has come to your door!] 778 blared in his head. [Don't panic! Freeze him with your green tea eyes! Fight him off with your sharp words! Protect your brother Li Feng!]
Ye Ling: “…”
He swallowed, then straightened his back, tried to open his eyes wide, pursed his lips tightly, and his whole face was as stiff as if it was covered with plaster - just like a feathered bird whose food was snatched away and was trying to threaten with bared teeth. It had no killing power, but rather a kind of funny and cute.
Qin Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of interest flashed across his eyes.
Lu Ren didn't think much about it. When he saw Ye Ling's eyes light up, he was about to speak enthusiastically, but was stopped by Qin Ci's gentle but unquestionable look.
"Good afternoon, dear fellow student Ye Ling." Qin Ci spoke first, his voice clear and mellow, with the accent of a translator who had just stepped out of classical literature. "Please forgive our intrusion. This residence, full of geometric aesthetics, bathed in the afternoon sun, has a unique charm of tranquility and far-reaching beauty."
Ye Ling was a little stunned by the scholarly tone, but 778 was still urging her frantically: [Host! Fight back!]
"You..." Ye Ling took a deep breath and held it in for a long time before finally saying, "You... are not allowed to come to see Brother Li Feng!"
The air was quiet for a moment.
Lu Ren: “???” Did the little angel take the wrong medicine today? Why is he suddenly so hostile towards Young Master Qin?
The smile in Qin Ci's eyes deepened, as if he had discovered some extremely interesting and rare animal. Far from being annoyed, he deliberately followed up with a question: "Oh? Why not?"
Ye Ling opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but found that her limited vocabulary was completely inadequate for such a high-level situation. She could only repeat in vain: "That's not allowed! Brother Li Feng... he's very busy! He doesn't have time to see you!"
"Busy?" Qin Ci nodded in understanding, but then changed the subject. "Speaking of busy, Junior Brother Ye Ling, have you ever considered applying your unique charm to a more constructive career?"
He then revealed his true purpose, "For example... signing a contract with Moyu Live? I guarantee that with your qualifications, you will be loved by thousands."
He glanced at Lu Ren and added considerately, "We absolutely respect the privacy of the anchors and will never force you to get involved in areas you are not good at, like some overly enthusiastic clubs do."
Lu Ren: “…” He felt like he was being implied!
Sign? Live streamer? These two words struck Ye Ling like thunder. He immediately thought of his shady account. If he signed the contract and it was exposed...
"No!" Ye Ling shook her head like a rattle, her golden hair swinging wildly, "Absolutely not!"
Qin Ci was slightly startled and was about to ask again.
"Who's here?" A cold voice suddenly came from behind.
Li Feng appeared in the living room without him noticing. When he glanced at Qin Ci at the door, his eyes instantly darkened. He took a few steps forward, naturally placed his hand on Ye Ling's shoulder, and looked out the door: "What's going on?"
When another protagonist appeared, Ye Ling immediately became dramatic, shrinking behind Li Feng and complaining in a voice that she thought sounded teasing and aggrieved: "Brother... they insisted that I join some club and signed a contract... I don't want to go..."
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Qin Ci with a look that said, "Look how annoying they are."
Li Feng: “…”
Looking at Ye Ling's little face full of clumsy desire to perform, feeling his resistance to outsiders and his unconscious dependence on himself, an indescribable sense of comfort quietly passed through his heart.
However, as soon as he raised his eyes, he ran into Qin Ci who was looking at Ye Ling thoughtfully. The amusement and interest in his eyes were not concealed at all, which was simply damnable.
He immediately tightened his grip around Ye Ling's shoulders and glared at Qin Ci coldly, "I told you he won't sign. If you have nothing else, please go back."
Innocent Lu Ren tried to ease the atmosphere and said, "Senior Li Shen, we are actually..."
"Shut up." Li Feng glanced at him coldly before he could finish, "He won't join those messy clubs of yours."
Lu Ren: "..." Who did I offend? !
Sensing Li Feng's undisguised hostility towards him, Qin Ci's smile deepened. He nodded calmly, "Well, it seems today isn't a good time to discuss matters. However, Junior Brother Ye Ling..."
He returned his gaze to Ye Ling. "My proposal is valid for a long time. If you change your mind, you can always come to me. Goodbye."
After seeing off Qin Ci, who appeared elegant on the outside but was actually very confused, and the confused and completely cannon fodder purple-haired Lu Ren, Ye Ling leaned against the closed door and breathed a long sigh of relief.
[Host! Although the process was tortuous, and your 'cold stares' and 'harsh words' were seriously failing, you ultimately succeeded in expelling the target! And it solidified your close relationship with Li Feng!] 778 encouraged with a hint of relief.
Ye Ling sighed helplessly: [It's so difficult... Qin Ci speaks like a foreigner... And Brother Li Feng seemed angry again just now...]
Li Feng himself was still standing in front of him. The closed door blocked out the light from outside, making his naturally icy face even colder and more serious.
Ye Ling looked at him and swallowed involuntarily.
"Ye Ling." Li Feng finally spoke, "Let alone the terms of the contract, you definitely don't even understand the operating rules of the club. And with your IQ... if you join those messed-up things, you'll just be sold out and paid for."
Ye Ling nodded seriously to show that he was listening carefully.
Seeing his obedient appearance, Li Feng choked: "Just because I say you're stupid, you feel comfortable being stupid?"
"Hmm..." Ye Ling found a suitable green tea quote and replied, "Although I'm stupid...but my brother is smart and capable. If I tell others about this, they'll be envious to death!"
The thin layer of frost on Li Feng's face that had not melted over the years shook subtly. He pressed the corners of his lips, raised his hand and tapped Ye Ling's forehead, who had quickly closed his eyes.
After scaring the little bumpkin into silence, he slowed down his tone and continued, "You're here to study at University A, so you should study hard and not mess around with those unnecessary things."
"Oh..." Ye Ling was a little uncomfortable with this sudden elder-like admonition. After a few seconds of reaction, her face suddenly lost some color.
[778! Is he hinting at... my vest... did he discover something?]
[Uh... Host, don't panic.] 778 calmly analyzed, [The protagonist of this world is cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and upright in character. He hasn't discovered your true self yet, so he's probably just trying to persuade you to study hard.]
[Of course...] 778 gasped, [All of your perverted actions are just playing on his minefield, but it's still too early for him to find you and throw you out, host, don't worry!]
Ye Ling: "..." Under the "comfort" of 778 and the pressure of Li Feng's eyes in front of him, he only felt more panicked!
"Hmm..." Li Feng looked at him quietly for a while, then added slowly, "If you have nothing to do, just stay home and play with your phone or watch TV. In short, don't hang out with those questionable people outside."
"Okay!" Ye Ling nodded vigorously, as if she had been pardoned, and smiled brightly, "Brother, you are the best! I will listen to you!"
"...Enough." Li Feng quickly frowned and stretched out his hand as if to pat the golden head, but he retracted his strength the moment he touched the soft hair, and placed his palm on it neither lightly nor heavily, with a somewhat strange posture.
Ye Ling looked at him with a bit more confusion in her eyes.
"..." Li Feng turned his eyes away and rubbed his hair randomly in all directions, turning the soft hair that was as bright as gold into a messy bird's nest.
Yeah, I feel better. Finally, I'm not so conspicuous anymore.
Li Feng turned around and went to the study upstairs to continue working, leaving Ye Ling absent-mindedly and slowly combing her hair with her fingers.
He sat cross-legged on the sofa, looked up at the closed door of the study upstairs, and knocked 778 in his mind, calling out the background settings of this small world and reading it carefully again.
The Li and Qin families are old friends. Li Feng and Qin Ci are childhood sweethearts who grew up together until Qin Ci went abroad to study.
After meeting again on the first day of school, their interactions gradually became closer, such as encounters in various bars and clubs, and even Qin Ci took the initiative to come to his house, forcing Ye Ling, a country bumpkin who dreamed of eating swan meat, to face reality and understand the difference between heaven and earth...
Although he successfully drove Qin Ci away today, he was wandering in the corridor inexplicably distracted. When he passed the study door, a low voice floated out vaguely, instead of the usual game sound effects.
Li Feng is on the phone?
Ye Ling immediately shrank behind the door, held her breath, tilted her head and pricked up her ears to eavesdrop.
"...I've already told you I don't plan to show my face." Li Feng's voice remained cold as always. "I'm live streaming on Mo Yu just for fun."
Ye Ling's heart skipped a beat. Mo Yu? Was that someone from Mo Yu on the other end of the line? Or... Mo Yu's Crown Prince Qin Ci himself?
Then, he heard Li Feng sneer, his tone even colder: "Why should I owe you a favor? Qin Ci, and even if I do owe you one, it has nothing to do with that bumpkin."
Bumpkin! They're talking about him!
Ye Ling identified herself with the situation without any psychological burden.
But Li Feng also clearly called out the name of the person on the other end of the phone, Qin Ci.
An inexplicable sour feeling suddenly surged up, making Ye Ling feel a little stuffy in his chest.
For some reason, he recalled the first day of school when Li Feng, despite having a bad attitude, effectively pulled him out of an embarrassing situation.
That moment subtly overlapped with a vague shadow deep in his memory... Although that attachment had long since dissipated, an inexplicable impulse still drove him.
He secretly took out his cell phone, took a last look at Li Feng who was still concentrating on the call through the crack of the door, and quickly opened the unknown vest - [Brother Feng's Little Tail].
He glanced at Li Feng through the crack of the door like a thief, and quickly typed a line of words to send: [Brother, I'm so scared to be home alone at night, I want to hear your voice~]
Buzz——
The moment the message was sent successfully, Li Feng's voice on the phone in the study suddenly stopped.
After a brief silence, Li Feng said coldly to the person on the other end of the phone, "Hang up."
The phone was hung up crisply.
Before Ye Ling could even feel a moment of ecstasy, he heard footsteps suddenly approaching the door. He realized what was happening and wanted to run, but it was too late.
The study door was flung open, glaring light pouring in, and Li Feng's tall figure appeared at the doorway. His phone was in his hand, the screen lit up, showing the harassing message he had just received.
His sharp eyes quickly locked onto Ye Ling, who was still holding the phone in his hand and had a guilty conscience written all over his face.
Their eyes met, and the air was dead silent.
Ye Ling's mind went blank.
[Host! Danger!] 778 sounded the alarm.
Ye Ling's desire to survive suddenly erupted, his mind went blank, and he didn't care about anything else. His acting instinct took over again.
He smoothly put the locked screen of his phone into his pocket, raised his hand to cover his forehead in an exaggerated manner, and swayed his steps again. His brows furrowed, and his voice trembled and shook: "Brother... I, I feel a little unwell... I feel dizzy..."
As he spoke, his body fell limply to the side, trying to feign illness and get away with it.
Li Feng's eyes darkened as he looked at his exaggerated acting with many flaws. Instead of exposing him, he took a step forward and held his arm to prevent him from "fainting".
"Are you feeling unwell?" Li Feng asked with concern.
"Hmm..." Ye Ling lowered his head and responded vaguely.
"Oh?" Li Feng's fingers, which were pinching his arm, slightly tightened, pinching the soft flesh and rubbing it. He raised his other hand, rubbing his fingertips across his cheek, barely touching. "What's wrong? Huh?"
Ye Ling shivered from the itch and subconsciously tried to step back, but was pulled tighter.
"Don't move, be careful not to fall." Li Feng lowered his voice, seeming a little dissatisfied with his lack of cooperation, "Aren't you feeling uncomfortable?"
"..." The play was over, like spilled water. Ye Ling suddenly didn't dare to move.
The distance between the two was so close that Ye Ling could clearly feel the faint chill coming from Li Feng, and could even count his drooping eyelashes...
Li Feng's fingertips lingered on his forehead for a moment, as if feeling the temperature. His movements were slow yet extremely torturous.
"Brother... I think I'm fine..." Ye Ling's cheeks began to get hot uncontrollably, and his mind was dizzy as he overturned the lie he had just told.
"Really?" Li Feng didn't seem to be suspicious, but his voice was even lower. His fingertips slowly moved down, gently stroking Ye Ling's chin, "...Then why is your face so red?"
The last few words were like little bugs sticking to Ye Ling's earlobe, warm and moist.
Ye Ling froze for a moment, then reacted and tried to break free. During the struggle, his body lost balance and fell forward uncontrollably.
Li Feng didn't seem to expect him to suddenly exert force, and was knocked back half a step, but his arms subconsciously wrapped around his back, steadily catching the little bumpkin who rashly jumped into his arms.
The young man's body was soft, flexible, and incredibly hot.
Ye Ling froze in Li Feng's arms, not daring to move, her brain completely shut down.
Li Feng lowered his head and looked at the beautiful furry golden head in his arms, emotions surging in his eyes.
There was scrutiny, teasing, and a deep-seated coldness, but there was also an inexplicable... urge not to let go.
He tightened his arms, lowered his head, and his lips almost touched the red tip of his ear: "Well, since you are so uncomfortable... don't worry, brother will take you back to your room."
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