Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âYou ah~â Yin Shaojie pinched her smooth little cheek.
Mu Xiaoxiao pulled his hand off and said brightly, âThis is the time when you tell me to relax and thatâs itâs just a game and so I should enjoy myself! Why should I care if I win or lose?â
Yin Shaojie was tickled pinked by her words. He didnât expect himself to be lectured by this little girl.
However, what she said made sense. Having fun was most important.
âAlright, so long as youâre having fun.â He ruffled her hair.
âThatâs right!â Mu Xiaoxiao smiled joyfully as she leapt towards him and gave him a hug.
The pair swayed as they hugged.
After Song Shijun got his equipment on, he lifted his gun in what he thought was a dashing pose and said to Han Qiqing, âHowâs this? Handsome, huh?â
âYes, very!â Han Qiqing nodded, but her gaze was on Ye Sijue.
She had to admit that Ye Sijue didnât look like an ordinary handsome guy when he was outfitted in Counter-Strike battlegear!
He had a naturally devilish aura, and his almond eyes always held a cool gaze. When he wore such a uniform, his masculine aura was even more prominent.
Han Qiqing sighed a little ruefully and complained, âWhy didnât the Year Threes come? I really want to see how Lu Yichen looks like in this uniform!â
She was about to go crazy with infatuation at the mere thought of it!
Song Shijun looked at her with displeasure as he said, âHan Qiqing, canât you look at me too? Iâm also very handsome!â
Please, even though he was no match for Yin Shaojie and Ye Sijue, he was still a hunk, okay?
Han Qiqing turned around and shot him a look, nodding perfunctorily. âVery handsome, very handsome.â
Song Shijun blocked her view with his gun. âHelp me take a picture if Iâm handsome. Hurry!â
Annoyed by him, Han Qiqing had no other choice but to take his phone from him and snap a few photos of him.
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled as she looked at them. âOh yeah, letâs take a group photo!â
âSure, sure.â
Thus, they got a student to help out and the six of them stood together.
Mu Xiaoxiao beamed sweetly as she wrapped an arm around Yin Shaojieâs waist.
Ye Sijue wrapped Mo Xiaomeng in his embrace, looking possessive.
Han Qiqing and Song Shijun were back to back, posing like the best pair of partners in crime.
Snap!
The phone captured this warm and sweet moment.
In the distant future they would smile as they looked at this photo and recall the memories of their youth when they had a reunion.
Nothing beats the good memories of youth.
Nearby, a properly outfitted Su Lin clenched her fists, gaze darkening as she watched this scene.
When Mu Xiaoxiao wasnât around, she had been a member of their clique. However, she now felt as if she was an outsider.
The game would start in five minutes.
Before that, the teams needed to find a place to hide.
Mu Xiaoxiao said to Yin Shaojie, âAlright, weâll be going now. Wait for our victorious return!â
She was about to turn around when Yin Shaojie pulled her back.
Then, something soft pressed against her lips.
Yin Shaojie had given her a quick kiss before releasing her. He smiled proudly as he said, âMy great wifey, you have to win! If you do, Iâll give you a special reward tonight.â
âI will!â Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and flashed him an âOKâ sign.
Mu Xiaoxiao then led her team into the woods.
Yin Shaojie patted Ye Sijue on his shoulder. âIâm counting on you.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
There were only two boys, Ye Sijue and Song Shijun, on their team, so their victory would depend on these two.