After the fake young master left home, he discovered that it wasn't raining at all outside.

Since Zhu Yan's injuries had not fully healed, Xu Zhiyuan and Lu Ze couldn't easily take Zhu Yan out to play, so the three of them lay on the sofa playing games.

Lu Ze sat cross-legged on a single sofa, while Xu Zhiyuan sat back in the center of the sofa with his legs crossed, looking somewhat unnatural and with a shifty gaze.

Zhu Yan leaned against the top of the sofa, propped up with a pillow, her legs bent and parallel, lying down next to Xu Zhiyuan. Crucially, Zhu Yan was hot, so she wore black shorts slightly above her knees, her long, slender, fair legs blatantly exposed on the sofa beside Xu Zhiyuan.

"defeat"

When the game sound effects for the third round started, Zhu Yan couldn't hold back any longer and kicked Xu Zhiyuan's leg:

"Are you out of your mind? What are you playing?" Zhu Yan put down his phone, squinted, and looked at Xu Zhiyuan beside him.

Xu Zhiyuan did not answer immediately; his Adam's apple bobbed, and his gaze darted around, avoiding Zhu Yan's eyes.

"You... never mind, I'll change seats."

Xu Zhiyuan licked his lips, turned his head away, and prepared to get up.

?

Zhu Yan raised both legs and placed them directly on Xu Zhiyuan's thighs, pressing him down to prevent him from getting up.

"What do you mean? You're blaming me for your injuries? Do you think I'm a jinx?" Zhu Yan's tone was a bit cold. He thought to himself that Xu Zhiyuan was acting strangely. Was sitting with him affecting his performance?

Is he some kind of unlucky person? I wouldn't bring him bad luck.

Xu Zhiyuan looked down at Zhu Yan's two exceptionally slender legs, casually draped over his knees, their skin dazzlingly white. Perhaps because Zhu Yan didn't go out often, his legs resembled fine, cold jade, radiating a clear, cool luster. The lines flowed seamlessly from his thighs to his ankles, without any bulging muscles, only a slender and neat skeletal structure.

How can a guy's legs be so exquisite...?

Xu Zhiyuan had no idea where his thoughts had wandered off to; his eyes were unfocused, and he was completely unaware that Zhu Yan was looking at him.

"Has it relapsed?" Zhu Yan kicked Xu Zhiyuan's knee again.

Xu Zhiyuan's body trembled slightly. The next second, he realized what was happening and struggled to look away from Zhu Yan's legs.

"Little Yan Yan, are you testing the cadres?"

?

Zhu Yan's brows were furrowed with doubt. He slightly opened his half-closed eyes and casually scanned Xu Zhiyuan from head to toe before finally speaking:

"Are you sick? You're talking nonsense."

Xu Zhiyuan didn't refute, but just sighed helplessly. He would never tell Zhu Yan what he was thinking.

Because he knew very well that once he said it, he and Zhu Yan would no longer be able to be friends.

Little Yanyan, you're taking advantage of my timidity. I like you but don't dare to say it, and you always try to seduce me unintentionally...

Zhu Yan didn't understand, but Lu Ze, standing beside him, understood perfectly well. He had known for a long time that Xu Zhiyuan liked Zhu Yan, but Zhu Yan, being the clueless guy he was, was completely oblivious. The key was that Xu Zhiyuan's flippant remarks were always delivered in a joking manner, so Zhu Yan was completely unaware.

Hmm, she's quite naive.

Actually, not only Xu Zhiyuan, but Lu Ze was also unsure of his own feelings for Zhu Yan, perhaps...

Never mind what it is, the most important thing is that he can be by Zhu Yan's side every day, that's enough.

Xu Zhiyuan took a blanket from the sofa and gently covered Zhu Yan's legs.

Yes, you can find peace of mind when you can't see it.

But the banquet table was kicked off as soon as it was put up.

"It's hot, take it away."

Xu Zhiyuan looked at the pair of slender, fair legs that had reappeared in his field of vision, and his heart clenched.

Damn it, she's seducing me again!

Xu Zhiyuan had licked his tongue countless times, and now his mouth felt dry.

"I'm thirsty, my little ancestor, let me go get a drink of water." Xu Zhiyuan really couldn't do anything with Zhu Yan, so he negotiated with Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan looked up and glanced at Lin Shen. Lin Shen immediately understood, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Xu Zhiyuan.

"You sit here and start again." Zhu Yan didn't believe in this nonsense. Would sitting with him while playing games cause him to lose in a row?

Is he really that unlucky?

Xu Zhiyuan was truly at a loss now. Zhu Yan would never understand why he was sitting here so absent-mindedly.

Lin Shen is indeed a perceptive person. In just a few hours, he knew Xu Zhiyuan's feelings for Zhu Yan. However, he also realized that his master was a straight man and didn't understand at all. It was really difficult for this handsome young man in front of him.

"Young Master, is your foot wound hurting again? Let me massage it for you."

Lin Shen felt that he should help Xu Zhiyuan out of goodwill, so he sat down and knelt down, intending to pull Zhu Yan's legs onto his own, when Zhu Yan spoke up:

"Don't move."

Okay, handsome guy, good luck to you.

Fifteen minutes later—

"defeat"

Zhu Yan turned off his phone, stared at the ceiling, and contemplated life.

Could it really be my problem?

This never happened when he played online with Xu Zhiyuan and Lu Ze before.

Do not believe.

Believing in science is unreasonable.

Xu Zhiyuan and Lu Ze both watched Zhu Yan silently without saying a word.

"You and Lu Ze switch places."

I'm going to try my luck at this celebratory banquet; will I be plagued by bad luck today?

Xu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

at last……

Lu Ze: Okay, now you're going to test me, huh?

With no other option, the two listened to Zhu Yan's advice and switched seats.

You don't know until you change, and once you do, you're shocked. Lu Ze now deeply understands why Xu Zhiyuan's condition is so bad today.

With those two fair and delicate legs draped over one's knees, who could possibly concentrate?

I want to touch...

cough--

No, Lu Ze, calm down.

Having narrowly escaped disaster, Xu Zhiyuan sat on a single sofa and noticed Lu Ze's sudden change in demeanor, then smiled smugly.

The game started, but Lu Ze was smart and immediately chose support.

Ten minutes later, the three of them won their first game of the day.

There was no joy at the banquet, only disbelief at their bad luck.

"You did this on purpose? Losing points while playing support?" Zhu Yan asked, clinging to his last shred of hope.

Lu Ze was truly speechless.

"No, Brother Yan, I really didn't mean to," Lu Ze said, pouting aggrievedly.

I've already been very restrained...

Forget it, Zhu Yan gave up struggling, casually tossed her phone aside, and slammed it onto the table.

"I'm not playing anymore."

Zhu Yan lost interest in the game, and unsurprisingly, he didn't touch it again for almost a week.

He knew Lu Ze and Xu Zhiyuan's skills well; they were both internet addicts who could easily rank up. But today was strange; whoever sat next to him was playing badly.

If he hadn't known that the two wouldn't play a trick on him, he would have seriously questioned whether they were doing it on purpose.

Well, bad luck is upon me.

Looking at Zhu Yan, who was deep in thought, Lu Ze and Xu Zhiyuan, the two people involved, suddenly felt a little ashamed. But actually, it was also quite difficult for the two people who knew the truth. They couldn't just say, "You seduced me, and my heart wasn't even in the game anymore."

Can we trust this straight man who's always talking about banquets?

Sigh, this is a difficult situation.