"I also think so, buying breakfast and escorting to the dormitory, doesn’t that all seem like things a couple would do?"
"But he keeps calling her Little Sister-in-law."
"But hasn’t Yun Qiluo never had a boyfriend, right?"
Ji Ruofeng suddenly felt a chill down his spine. If these chaotic voices reached Yan Yan’s ears, he would definitely be skinned.
To prove his innocence, he took the initiative to send Yan Yan a message to report the situation:
Addicted to Study: [Brother Yan, I ran into Little Sister-in-law this morning. I was afraid she’d get hungry during class, so I bought her some snacks. Don’t misunderstand.]
Ten minutes later, Ji Ruofeng received a transfer notification.
Could Brother Yan have misunderstood, thinking he’s repaying money?
The snack money isn’t that much, and besides, he transferred quite a lot.
He carefully replied: [Brother Yan, what does this mean?]
But there was no response from the other side for a long time.
Ji Ruofeng was puzzled and immediately sent this message to the trouble-making group.
Soon, it became lively inside.
Law-Abiding Fan Xiaoye: [The meaning is very clear, this psychotic Yan Yan is obviously telling you, "I take care of my own woman."]
Hardworking Young Master Mao: [Little Fanfan’s analysis is spot on.]
Yan Yan Finally in a Relationship: [No wonder he’s dated fifty girlfriends.]
Law-Abiding Fan Xiaoye: [? When did I date fifty girlfriends? Don’t slander my innocence!]
However, no one paid him any mind.
Everyone was marveling at the overwhelming smell of love.
Even Gu Yixuan joined in: [Tsk, what kind of jealousy is this, not even letting others spend money on his girlfriend.]
Little Ji Ruofeng finally understood why Yan Yan sent him money.
He turned back to Yan Yan’s chat and accepted the transfer.
Silently swallowing this dose of affection.
After lunch, Yun Qiluo and Song Shijia returned to the dorm, ready to continue their journey in the game.
After taking out their phones and opening the game, Song Shijia casually asked, "How’s your practice with Cai Wenji going?"
Yun Qiluo nodded confidently, "I’ve got it, and I think I’m quite good at it."
Being good at anything else would be fine, but how good can a support role really be?
She had to admire her confidence in herself.
There’s absolutely no issue with an inferiority complex.
"Shall we play a match?"
"I’ll play an assassin, just follow me."
They agreed and clicked matchmaking together.
While waiting for other players, Song Shijia said again, "Do you think you’d be scared if you had to livestream now?"
Yun Qiluo was puzzled, "Why would I be scared?"
"Because there might be a lot of people watching you play games. If you don’t play well, you might get criticized."
Yun Qiluo thought for a moment and said, "But I’m really good," she waved her small hand nonchalantly, "Relax, they won’t scold me."
Song Shijia: "..." Sorry for bothering you.
She forgot how confident their Luo Luo is.
Just then, a voice not deliberately lowered came from the side, mocking, "Practicing for only two days and thinking about becoming a streamer, does she really think the threshold is that low?"
There was no need to look up, they all knew it was Xue Qi.
Next to her, Zhuang Huixiang hurriedly advised, "Qiqi, don’t say that."
"I’m not afraid of her!" Xue Qi snorted coldly, "Don’t think I’ll treat her nicely just because she’s clinging to Ji Ruofeng."