Even after lunch, when they were assigned the afternoon task of milking sheep, Shen Fangli was still pressing Yan Xianjue about what he had meant by saying, "How pitiful."
Yan Xianjue raised a brow. "Are you sure you want me to say it while we're livestreaming?"
Shen Fangli paused. She had been so relaxed around Yan Xianjue that she had forgotten they were live.
Then, thinking of Yan Xianjue's mouth, she decisively shook her head.
"Don't! What could you possibly say that I, your esteemed VIP user, can't hear?"
"The young couple is sneaking off to whisper secrets again! I saw it during lunch!"
"Damn it, why can't I read lips?"
"What exactly are they talking about? Do they need to discuss it secretly tonight?"
"The last time I heard that line, someone was inviting me to look at a glow-in-the-dark watch under the covers at night."
"Question for the person above: so did you go?"
"Of course not. What's so interesting about a glow-in-the-dark watch? I had shows to catch up on."
"...I'm starting to see why some people are single."
Remembering how Ji Xi had described Yan Xianjue's entire sheep-picking process after the groups had split up, Shen Fangli said seriously, "Yan Xianjue, promise me that even if it doesn't want to produce milk today, you won't roast it tonight, okay?"
Yan Xianjue nodded lazily. "Sure."
Shen Fangli let out half a breath, only to hear Yan Xianjue continue unhurriedly, "We're having hotpot tonight. Why would I roast it? It's not like I know how."
Yan Xianjue had always possessed a clear understanding of his own cooking skills.
Still, the roasted whole lamb Good had made at noon really had been delicious.
Maybe I should sponsor Good to open a barbecue stall.
Shen Fangli had no idea how