He Jingyao raised an eyebrow at him, saying nothing.
Xiaoke looked expectant, initially a fan girl of Zhou Yan in the game. Later, when she met Zhou Yan in person, she found him simple-hearted and very handsome, so she actively pursued him. Seeing him now challenging someone, her eyes immediately began to sparkle.
Zhou Yan felt the admiring and expectant gaze of his girlfriend back on him, which made him feel a bit better. He looked at He Jingyao with provocation: "What, are you scared?"
"Xiaozhou, my husband doesn’t play games..." Zhixi had to step in to smooth things over.
"It’s impossible he hasn’t played any game, right? Even Super Mario." Zhou Yan said with a hint of mockery, "I always thought you were good at playing, since you never seem to work. Could it be you don’t even know how to play?"
Zhixi frowned slightly, a bit displeased, and was about to retort when suddenly, He Jingyao wrapped his arm around her shoulder, his voice low and amused: "What should I do? Do you think I should accept the challenge?"
Zhixi heard the implication in his words, somewhat surprised: "You... play games?"
Just as the words left her mouth, she got a light flick on the forehead: "You really don’t know your man well enough."
Zhixi blinked, even more surprised.
Actually, him playing games wasn’t really surprising, but... him accepting a challenge? He never bothered with such trivial disputes.
What exactly is this man planning to do?
Though puzzled, Zhixi certainly couldn’t undermine him at this moment, so she shook his hand: "Well... you should agree then. There’s nothing else to do anyway." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel·fıre·net
A hint of a smile flashed in He Jingyao’s eyes, and he pinched her cheek: "I’ll listen to you."
Saying this, he glanced at Zhou Yan: "Alright, I agree with you. You said I get to choose the game?"
Zhou Yan responded proudly: "That’s right."
"Then how about ’Apocalypse’? I wonder if it’s still running?" He Jingyao looked at him, "It’s the only online game I’ve ever played."
The girl Xiaoke let out an excited scream: "’Apocalypse’ is your main battlefield, Zhou Yan!"
Zhou Yan also smiled, confidently saying: "’Apocalypse’ is a classic game, it’s definitely still running. It’s just that I’ve been playing it for almost ten years, and my skills are excellent. Are you sure you want to choose this game? I don’t want to win unfairly."
"No problem, let’s go with this one." He Jingyao smiled faintly, "However, since it’s a competition, there should be some stakes."
"Okay." Zhou Yan agreed readily, "The winner can ask the loser to do something. As long as it’s not against the law or morals, it can’t be refused, how about that?"
"Great, let’s go with that." He Jingyao’s smile deepened, "Shall we go to your place? I’m sure you have more than one high-performance computer there."
"No problem." Zhou Yan’s face was full of fighting spirit, "Let’s go, we can have dinner after the match!"
Xiaoke was entirely in fangirl mode, staring at Zhou Yan with an infatuated look, almost fainting with excitement at the thought of watching the master play games live.
Zhixi looked at the little girl’s excited expression, slightly amused.
Zhou Yan led the way to the apartment building, with Xiaoke clinging excitedly to his arm.
He Jingyao wrapped his arm around Zhixi’s shoulders, walking slowly behind them.
Zhixi, unable to contain her curiosity, lowered her voice and asked He Jingyao: "What exactly are you planning to do?"