Yan Yan directly took her phone away.
As Yun Qiluo saw she was almost revived, she hurriedly wanted to snatch it back.
But alas, her arms were too short to reach it, leaving her so frustrated that tears welled up. She reached out and hit him, "Don’t distract me from playing the game!"
Wow, this little thing dares to hit him now.
For a moment, he didn’t know whether to be angry or to be happy that her courage had grown.
No, to be precise, she’s always been this bold.
The man’s face still slightly darkened as he said, "Playing games isn’t good."
Yun Qiluo immediately retorted, "But you agreed to let me play."
Yan Yan: "..." He thought with her personality she’d want to play simple games like those on 4399, but who knew she’d finally level up intellectually.
"No way!" Yun Qiluo puffed her little face. Seeing his indifference, she started to coyly tug on his clothes and whined softly, "Beautiful woman, can you please give me back my phone? If you don’t, I’m going to AFK and get reported."
After all, this was her tool for making money!
And she had just grown interested in this game, she was at her peak of liking it.
Even though they were just matched games, she was earnest, afraid of being reported by her teammates.
Yan Yan saw her eyes reddened in anxiousness, looking as if she were about to cry.
He suddenly felt a bit helpless inside.
He handed the phone back to her and coldly said, "Finish this game and then eat."
"Okay!" The young girl obediently agreed.
Upon receiving the phone, her eyes lit up, and she immediately became engrossed in the game again.
Even though she was still sitting in his lap, she treated him as if he were air.
The sense of displeasure in Yan Yan’s heart climbed again as he leaned lazily back in his chair, enclosing her in his arms, occasionally pinching her soft little face.
Watching her focused expression, he couldn’t help but seriously wonder if he had been spoiling her too much lately.
Pets mustn’t be spoiled too much, or they’ll overturn everything.
Fortunately, Yun Qiluo was still very obedient; she truly didn’t play anymore after the game ended.
Just before dinner, she sent a WeChat message to Song Shijia using her phone.
Little White Flower: [Shijia, I just tried playing two rounds and won them both. I think I’m pretty good and shouldn’t have any issues as a streamer.]
Song Shijia tutted, having confidence is a good thing.
She replied perfunctorily: [Okay, okay.]
Honestly speaking, it’s easy to win in the bronze rank, but she didn’t want to hurt the little cutie’s confidence.
Little White Flower: [Then I’m going to eat now and later read and watch TV. Let’s train at school tomorrow.]
Did the UI team win today: [Go ahead, go ahead, play less at home, I’m afraid your parents will say I led you astray.]
Yun Qiluo looked at the message above, tilting her head.
Glancing at the table where there was only one man... Yan Yan.
Where did she get any parents?
Strangely, why do others have parents, but she doesn’t?
Although she had little memory, she seemed to have no notion of having parents.
This suddenly recalled question troubled Yun Qiluo for the entire evening.
When she was about to go to bed, she held a book and began heading to her room, but before entering, the door to the adjacent room opened.
Yan Yan was wearing a robe, his hair still dripping with water.
He leaned lazily against the doorframe, his phoenix eyes moistened and hazy with steam, were quietly gazing at her.
Upon seeing him, Yun Qiluo instinctively spoke, "Beautiful woman."
Her gaze then became fixated, her eyes landing on his unparalleled face and figure...