"Fuck! We finally won!" After finishing the match, Song Wenjing tossed his phone aside and sprawled on the couch. "Ah-I'm so hungry. Is there anything to eat?"
"Sister Wang brought some dishes. We can eat once we heat them up, and there are dumplings in the fridge too." Zhou Zhichu propped his phone against the fruit basket and addressed Chi An. "Brother, keep an eye on the livestream for me. I'll check the kitchen."
"What livestream? Aren't you on vacation?" Fu Yanci, who had just returned with water, bent down to study the phone screen for a moment, then handed the glass to Chi An. "Why do you still have to work overtime?"
"Brother Li asked me to stream for a bit. Just leave it there. It's fine." Zhou Zhichu looked back as he walked away. "Oh, when will Shu Ran wake up?"
"She'll probably sleep until this afternoon. It's fine. Just save her some food. Or don't."
[Brother Chi, could you pull your collar open a little more? You wouldn't refuse my tiny little request, would you? You're the most handsome, gracious, gentlemanly Young Master Chi, after all~]
[Brother Chi, I seriously love the way you're sitting. That wild, uninhibited posture is exactly my thing. You can put your legs on mine. I'd gladly be your footstool!]
[Why did Song Wenjing stop playing? Chen Zhuo's still waiting to play a second match with you. He sent you a friend request, so remember to accept it.]
[Hehe, I wonder if Chen Zhuo and Song Wenjing will get a chance to meet. I'm so excited!]
[Fu Dog! What are your hands doing?! Brother Chi doesn't even mind, so what are you doing?!]
[Tsk, you! Move it! Don't make me beat you up!]
[I must've gotten up too fast. I opened my