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Seeing Lin Feng make a kill, Venti gleefully exclaimed, "Everyone saw that, right? My strategy paid off, allowing him to get the kill!"
Hearing this, Lin Feng's lips twitched slightly, thinking, Your strategy was just waiting for enemies to find you, huh...
"Hey, broadcaster, can you stop crouching already? It makes me feel like I need to go to the bathroom too!"
"Yeah, seriously! Just looking at your surroundings, I've finished three bowls of rice!"
"Dare I ask if the commenter above is brother Old Eighth?"
"Cough cough, let bygones be bygones," no need to mention it again!
"Woah, the legendary Old Eighth lives on..."
Lin Feng mercilessly mowed down opponents all the way to P City. As Venti witnessed continuous kill notifications flooding the screen, he couldn't help but feel quite satisfied.
With renewed confidence, he emerged from the restroom and rushed towards Lin Feng. This strong ally must not be underestimated; Venti sensed his first victory was within reach today.
Watching Venti leave the toilet, Old Eighth sighed, tearfully setting down his fourth bowl of rice...
Shortly after, Eula approached with a plate of moon pies.
"It's time to eat!" she announced mildly, noticing Lin Feng engrossed in his phone.
"Mm-hmm, just a moment!" Lin Feng nodded, having successfully surrounded the four players upstairs.
Lin Feng charged forward with his shotgun, taking down enemies one by one, each shot a precise headshot. Indeed, under the power of a shotgun, all players were equal!
Meanwhile, Venti approached from the side, frantically looting the loot drops, practically drooling with excitement.
"Bro, you're truly impressive, almost reaching my level now," Venti grinned at Lin Feng.
Eula, hearing the female voice from Lin Feng's phone, felt inexplicably irritated. She couldn't quite understand why, but it made her extremely uncomfortable.
"Eat or not?!" Eula suddenly shouted, glaring at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's hand trembled; he hastily put down his phone and looked at the angry Eula. Inadvertently, he still held an unthrown grenade in his hand.
Venti cheerfully ran over to Lin Feng and said, "Dude, that black helmet looks cool. Can I take a closer look?"
Lin Feng remained silent, awkwardly glancing at Eula before obediently picking up a piece of her homemade original moon pie.
With a loud "boom," both Lin Feng and Venti instantly transformed into glowing green boxes.
"Aaaaaah..." Venti watched helplessly as his phone screen gradually dimmed, feeling frustrated—it was his best chance yet to win a game!
"Hmm, this is what I love—another new way for our broadcaster to die!"
"These moves are perfect for dinner time entertainment, just how I like it..."
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Eula stared at Lin Feng, her thoughts unreadable. Lin Feng, cautious not to move, sat upright, gazing back at Eula.
"What are you looking at me for? Go ahead and eat!" Eula said mildly, still observing him.
"Sure..." Lin Feng nodded hastily and promptly stuffed a moon pie into his mouth...
Eula pondered why she felt angry. Was it just because he was playing with another girl? But...but why should that make me upset?
Hmm...wait, no, he's my enemy; how could he be so content playing with other girls? Yes, that's right, this is my way of getting revenge.
"Mm... delicious!" Lin Feng smiled at Eula, clearly savoring the taste.
He imagined himself on a beach, feeling the gentle sea breeze caressing his cheeks, waves lapping at his feet, while admiring Eula's exquisite Sacrificial Dance...
"Yes," Eula nodded faintly, a subtle blush appearing on her face as if recalling something.
"You should try some too, before they get cold and lose their flavor!" Lin Feng attentively cared for Eula, picking up a piece and holding it near her lips, grinning, "Open wide!"
"Ah... Open your mouth!"
For some inexplicable reason, Eula obediently parted her lips.
Lin Feng was slightly taken aback; he had only meant to tease Eula. Without hesitation, he placed a moon pie in her mouth, and she gently took a bite.
Eula felt torn internally, wondering what possessed her to act this way. The etiquette of the Lawrence Clan never permitted such casual eating manners.
"Do you want more?" Lin Feng cautiously asked.
"Hmph, I'll remember this slight!" Eula declared with a hint of pride, lifting her chin defiantly.
Lin Feng was puzzled by her response. What slight? Was it because he fed her, or did she resent being questioned, leading him to force-feed her...
Eula picked up another moon pie and began eating slowly.
"Cough, cough, Eula, you mentioned before that if I help...there would be a reward!" Lin Feng fixed his gaze on Eula, smiling expectantly.
"What reward?" Eula feigned ignorance, but her raised chin and slightly flushed ears seemed to betray her.
Vaguely recalling that day at the tavern, she remembered indeed rewarding Lin Feng, even giving him her first kiss.
"Ah... That's right, you kissed me!" Lin Feng grinned mischievously, teasing Eula while looking directly into her eyes.
"Hmph, I'll...I'll remember this debt!" Blushing deeply, Eula hastily retreated to her room as if fleeing from embarrassment.
"Hey, aren't you going back on your word now?" Lin Feng tried to stop Eula, but she ignored him completely.
"Sigh, the revolution is not yet complete; comrades must continue striving!" With these words, Lin Feng finished eating the moon pie, then walked to the kitchen to wash his plate.
Eula lay sprawled on her bed, hugging a pillow tightly. Her face was flushed red, and images of kissing Lin Feng in the tavern kept flashing through her mind.
Why...why couldn't I have been more reserved? That despicable scoundrel took advantage of me.
In a fleeting moment, Eula wondered what it would be like if she married Lin Feng. However, she quickly shook her head vigorously.
As a descendant of Sinners, she feared it might tarnish Lin Feng's purity. Besides, he was her sworn enemy! Hmph!
Unaware of Eula's thoughts, if Lin Feng had known, he would likely have begged Eula to taint his innocence. To him, nothing mattered more than having Eula as his wife.
"Eula, are you still awake?" Lin Feng approached her door and gently knocked, asking softly.
At the sound of Lin Feng's voice, Eula's heart raced wildly, her face flushing like a sunset's fiery hues.
Could it be... Is Lin Feng here for his reward? Should I refuse him? Hmm... He can't defeat me anyway, so the power lies with me. Hmph!
If... If he dares to kiss me, I'll grant him a decent kiss as repayment for helping me today...
"Eula, I discovered a new game, really fun! Want to play together?" Lin Feng asked lightly, knowing that fostering communication strengthens their bond!
Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, the blush on Eula's face gradually faded, returning to its usual icy demeanor.