Chapter 71: The host brother loves you 18 Cut a certain purple cabbage into shreds...
On the curved screen in front of Qin Ci, a double-row live broadcast of Li Feng's disaster was being displayed from all angles.
In the video, the "good boy" is completely unrelated to "good boy". He is constantly committing suicide, saving the enemy and betraying his friends, and even opening champagne in the middle of the game.
Li Feng's story of suffering went from cold orders to silence, and then to a numb fight alone. This ups and downs of the great god's suffering directly ignited the popularity of the live broadcast room, and the number of online users soared to a new high.
Qin Ci leaned back in the leather seat, his fingertips resting on his chin, the smile on his lips never leaving.
The clumsy and ridiculous character on the screen feels like it would be no different if it were Ye Ling herself.
"Hehe..." Qin Ci chuckled several times.
He was extremely looking forward to seeing Li Feng's cold face, or even anger, so that Ye Ling could witness the dangerous nature of his "brother".
Unfortunately, Li Feng did not really explode until the end of the game. In the end, he even said "be good" to the other party in a calm tone.
The comments were filled with comments like [Ahhh, he's so doting!], [You're not even angry about this? This must be true love!], [Who the hell is Feather Sister?], [Could Little Feather be someone Blade knows?], and CP fans were going wild.
The smile on Qin Ci's lips faded, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.
“Tsk.”
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"Why aren't you asleep yet?"
The sound of the door opening and Li Feng's low voice asked almost simultaneously.
Ye Ling, who was curled up on the sofa, shuddered, like a disturbed little animal, and raised his head in confusion as if he had just woken up.
"Brother?" His voice was soft and a little hoarse. "You're back?"
Li Feng was in a trance for a moment.
The silent night, the warm yellow light, and the person waiting for his return on the sofa - this feeling of being waited for was so unfamiliar to him that it made his heart palpitate.
Growing up, his parents were always busy with their business, so he saw his nanny more often than his parents. Even when his parents were home, there was always an invisible barrier between them: polite yet distant.
If he came home late at night and saw his parents sitting in the living room, his first reaction would not be the warmth of home, but he would subconsciously wonder if they had something to tell him or if they were about to announce another long farewell.
But the scene before me is different.
He walked towards Ye Ling, but saw that the other party had that frightened deer look in his eyes again, and his steps couldn't help but stop - why did he scare him again?
"Didn't you say you were feeling unwell?" He deliberately lowered his voice. "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"No, I feel uncomfortable..." Ye Ling was speechless for a moment, then he remembered the excuse he made - yes, he had sent a message before saying that although the fever had subsided, his throat was still uncomfortable!
His eyes rolled around, and he quickly reacted and skillfully made amends: "Brother, I'm fine now. And didn't you say you would be back before eleven? I just wanted to wait and see, and was just about to go upstairs!"
Li Feng glanced down at his watch. It was a quarter to eleven. The moment he lowered his head, Ye Ling's mind had already turned several corners. Finally, he cautiously asked, "Brother, are you... a little unhappy today?"
"Unhappy?" Li Feng raised his eyebrows. "Why do you ask?"
"I watched your duo-queue livestream tonight. That... Little Feather or something?" Ye Ling pretended to reminisce. "The one with the rather pretentious name. She played terribly, causing you to embarrass yourself in front of millions of viewers..."
"Shameful?" Li Feng was almost amused, and said in a joking tone, "Shameful...I don't think it's me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ye Ling's cheeks suddenly turn red.
Li Feng's lips curled up slightly in the shadows. He stared at Ye Ling and suddenly asked, "Do I look really angry today? I think the fans' feedback is okay?"
"Hmm..." Ye Ling thought carefully, "It seems that he is not very fierce."
The inexplicable unease in Li Feng's heart finally dissipated. That's right, they even started to ship a strange couple. Only this particularly timid little guy in front of him would be frightened to such an extent, and even clumsily run over to test it.
He stepped closer. Ye Ling, who was sitting on the sofa, did not dodge or shrink in fear.
It wasn't until he stopped in front of the sofa, leaned over, and gently rubbed the other person's soft hair that Ye Ling trembled slightly, but that didn't look like fear, but more like... some kind of gentle response. Then he put the back of his hand on Ye Ling's forehead again.
"Yeah, the fever is gone." Li Feng's voice was low. "If your throat still hurts, go drink a glass of honey water. Don't stay up late. If you continue, I guarantee you'll become a little mute tomorrow."
Ye Ling shrank her neck, as if frightened, but her eyes remained clear and bright, staring at him boldly without dodging. Her pupils were brighter than the floor lamp next to her, as if the only light source in this space, clearly reflecting his outline.
Li Feng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and after a long while he urged in a hoarse voice: "Get up and go to sleep."
He turned and stepped onto the stairs first. After taking a few steps, he whispered softly as if talking to himself: "Well... I still have some private messages to deal with. I'll go to bed later."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared behind the study door.
Ye Ling confirmed that he was not angry, and got his hint to "deal with the private message", so she immediately ran back to her room, locked the door, and excitedly switched accounts.
From the dish-picking and toe-picking "The good little girl wants to be picked up" to the slick "Brother Feng's little tail".
Feng Ge's little tail: [Brother~ You're finally off the air! I've been waiting so long~ (twisting.jpg) You played games with that "good girl" today, aren't you super mad? She's such a badass, unlike me, who only feels bad for you~ (pointing fingers.jpg)]
Blade: [?]
Feng Ge's little tail: [Brother, why did you only reply with a question mark? Are you still thinking about that feather? (grieved.jpg) What's so good about her? Is she as talkative as I am? Is she as considerate as I am?]
Blade: [You...are quite noisy.]
Feng Ge's little tail: [Does brother like noisy ones, or does he like obedient ones? (blinking big eyes.jpg)]
Blade: [I like quiet.]
Feng Ge's little tail: [...Oh.]
Blade: [Yeah, it's pretty quiet now.]
ah?
Ye Ling on the other side of the screen felt her cheeks strangely warm as she read those last words, and her heartbeat quickened. Li Feng clearly wasn't angry now, was he just... just messing with him out of boredom?
Ye Ling couldn't figure it out and was very confused. In the end, he just covered himself with the quilt and fell asleep.
Li Feng waited in the study for another hour until midnight. He finally put down his phone and went back to his room to wash up and rest.
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The next night, seeing that the plot was seriously lagging behind, Ye Ling decided to give it a try and carry out a new "troublemaking" plan.
He broke the supposedly expensive custom keyboard Qin Ci gave Li Feng. According to the original novel information provided by 778, this seemed to be one of their "tokens of love"?
He carried a full glass of water and slipped into the study like a thief, saying, "Brother, you must be thirsty. I poured you a glass of water." His eyes were fixed on the keyboard with flashing RGB lights.
When he was one step away from Li Feng, he cried out "Ouch" and his hand trembled -
“Crash!”
The cup slipped out of his hand, and the crystal clear water drew an arc in the air, but... it didn't splash on the keyboard, but all poured on Li Feng's chest as he stood up.
The white shirt was instantly wet in large areas, outlining the faint lines of muscles.
Ye Ling was stunned, keeping the glass raised, and didn't speak for a long time.
[The target is wet! Host! What a brilliant idea! You truly are the chosen pervert!] 778 screamed excitedly in Ye Ling's head.
Ye Ling looked at Li Feng's face, which darkened instantly, and took a step back in panic: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, brother! I just wanted to bring you a glass of water... I didn't mean it!"
Li Feng looked down at his soaked shirt, then looked up at Ye Ling, who was frightened like a quail, and raised an eyebrow: "Oh? So filial?"
Ling nodded vigorously, trying to impress him with a sincere look.
Li Feng suddenly found it a little funny. He noticed that Ye Ling's eyes always unconsciously glanced at the safe and sound keyboard, and asked perceptively, "Do you like my keyboard?"
I like it... I really like it, it's shiny.
But of course Ye Ling couldn't admit it. He immediately acted like a jealous green tea girl, lowering his eyebrows, pouting, and saying sourly, "That keyboard... is so beautiful. But, brother, how could you buy such a beautiful keyboard? Could it be a gift from one of your... younger sisters?"
Li Feng deliberately followed his words and admitted calmly, "So what?"
"..." Ye Ling was suddenly speechless.
You are the protagonist of the Jinjiang novel world, how can you be so unethical and accept gifts from other women?
[Host! Calm down! He's trying to trick you!] 778's urgent analysis: [He must have said that on purpose! Perhaps he's already noticed similarities between you and 'Little Tail' from your green tea comments and previous clues! He's testing you!]
Ye Ling's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously took a half step back, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes.
Li Feng took a step forward, closing the distance between them. He lowered his eyes slightly, his expression hard to discern, and repeated, "...so what?"
"Ah?" Ye Ling looked back at him blankly, her brain a little malfunctioning due to the close distance and the oppressive feeling.
"If it was given by someone else." Li Feng stared at him and continued to ask, word by word, "What would you do?"
"I..." Ye Ling was speechless.
What did he want? What could he do? He was just a country bumpkin, a green tea cannon fodder, wishful thinking, a toad wanting to eat swan flesh... But, but...
Li Feng looked at his confused and helpless expression and was about to guide him further until he forced him to give a clear answer.
At this moment, the cell phone in Ye Ling's pocket rang at an inopportune time, and the four big words "Senior Lu Ren" jumped on the screen.
After answering the call, Lu Ren's enthusiastic voice immediately popped up: "Junior Ye Ling! Our e-sports club is having an offline friendly competition tomorrow. It's so fun! You must come! I've saved the best seat for you!"
Li Feng: “…”
His eyes were so cold that they seemed to be able to shred a piece of purple cabbage through the air.
Ye Ling was inexplicably talkative today. She chatted with Lu Ren for a long time, but in the end, Lu Ren hung up the phone first because he had nothing more to say.
Holding the quiet phone, Ye Ling suddenly tensed up again. After swallowing, she asked Li Feng casually, "Hey, brother, where were we talking about?"
"..." Li Feng was silent for two seconds, and finally said helplessly, "Nothing."
"...Oh." Ye Ling looked at him and turned away, "Brother, quickly change into some clean clothes. I'm going back..."
His movements were stiff and slow, as if he was about to run away because of a guilty conscience. When he pushed open the door, Li Feng's voice drifted over from behind him: "There are no other sisters, no other brothers. This keyboard is an official gift from Mo Yu."
Ye Ling paused for a moment, but said nothing more. He quickly closed the door and ran away.
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