In the dim room, curtains drawn tight, lights long extinguished, only the computer that hadn't yet gone to sleep persisted in providing extrely weak illumination for the room.
As consciousness gradually awakened, Xifeng groggily sat up, but was nearly brought to tears by a wave of sore, numb, swollen pain from her waist.
"Hiss..." Xifeng supported her waist and sucked in a sharp breath.
mory returned, scenes from before she lost consciousness flooded her mind, and Xifeng's pale little face instantly flushed red as if a bucket of red paint had been poured over it.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!!"
Letting out a wail of mortified sha, Xifeng dove headfirst into the blankets, wrapping herself into a white sesa dumpling.
She actually... actually... made those kinds of sounds...
Wuu!!!
Xifeng shook her head frantically like a tumble dryer, trying to drive those sensual scenes from her mind, but the more she resisted, the clearer the mories beca.
Perhaps due to side effects from the cross's suppressive effect, her body had beco more sensitive than usual. She felt like she had nearly taken flight afterward—it was a... tornt several tis more intense than last ti. She even felt like she almost died.
Damn it... damn it all!!!
She really wanted... really wanted to make Bei Yaoyue writhe and moan beneath her just once... even just once would be good!!!
Though Xifeng thought this way now, when Bei Yaoyue actually gave her the opportunity, she definitely wouldn't bear to harm Bei Yaoyue.
Tough talk but soft heart—that described her perfectly.
Thinking of this, Xifeng couldn't help but wonder—this body was only fourteen years old, yet that bastard Bei Yaoyue actually went through with it!?
Although Bei Yaoyue hadn't actually done anything to truly harm her body, even so it was... too much!
If it weren't Bei Yaoyue, Xifeng would have imdiately turned hostile. No understanding of how to cherish and protect at all.
Xifeng rolled out of bed, her limp legs nearly causing her to fall straight to the floor.
"Bei Yaoyue... you really don't act human..."
Muttering resentful tones, Xifeng walked toward the computer desk, having discovered her stream was still running. Bei Yaoyue could have at least helped close it when she left.
"Did the strear get fucked unconscious?"
"Please remove your yellow-tinted glasses. I see she just temporarily went out for sothing."
"Going out for sothing would make those sounds? Do you think I'm stupid?"
Xifeng glanced at the ti—it was already past 11 PM. Two hours had passed since Bei Yaoyue forcibly ended her stream, but the stream's popularity had increased rather than decreased. Many who ca upon hearing the news were watching the show, and bullet comnt discussions were getting more heated, with so unsightly words already appearing.
Of course, the most common in the bullet comnts were yellow question marks, with people tirelessly repeating them.
Though Xifeng really wanted to directly close the stream and flee, she understood the principle that you can escape the first day but not the fifteenth. No matter what, she had to give so explanation, so she sighed lightly and plugged the streaming equipnt that Bei Yaoyue had ssed up back in.
"I had an urgent matter to attend to earlier, which delayed today's streaming ti. I'm very sorry for the inconvenience caused to everyone, and I hope you can understand!" After forcing herself through this explanation, Xifeng imdiately unplugged the computer's power without thinking.
She didn't think her fans would believe such a poor lie, so what the bullet comnts would look like was predictable...
Forgive her thin skin—she really couldn't bring herself to look.
Returning to bed to pick up her phone, Xifeng discovered her QQ and Bilibili were nearly bursting with private ssages, all asking what she was doing.
If she replied to these hundreds of ssages one by one, she'd probably die of exhaustion, so she simply ignored them all. After all, she had just explained in the stream room—believe it or not.
However, after thinking about it, she decided she should still reply to Hei Xia Chuixue and Nanamo Ul Namo's ssages.
"Good bro, what were you doing? You weren't really...?"
This was a ssage from Hei Xia Chuixue. Xifeng laughed helplessly and replied: "Nothing much, Brother Hei, don't worry about nothing."
"How can I not worry? Good bro, let tell you—being poor doesn't an your aspirations should be low. If you need money you can tell , and I'll lend it if I can, but you absolutely cannot do things that harm your own body."
Looking speechlessly at Hei Xia Chuixue's ssage, Xifeng didn't know how to respond. It seed Hei Xia Chuixue had definitely misunderstood sothing.
Although... in a certain sense, Hei Xia Chuixue's guess was close to the truth, except Xifeng was forced rather than doing it for money—though now there was sowhat of a voluntary elent involved.
"What are you thinking, Brother Hei? How could I do such things?" Xifeng said thickly, as if she wasn't the one who had just been subjected to indecent acts by Bei Yaoyue.
"Haha, that's good then. Just pretend I said sothing nonsensical."
After dismissing Hei Xia Chuixue, Xifeng looked at Nanamo's ssage.
"Who was that person."
Compared to Hei Xia Chuixue, Nanamo's tone could be described as extrely cold. Even though this was just five emotionless Chinese characters, Xifeng could feel the chill from the other side.
"What person? I've always lived alone."
Xifeng naturally understood that Nanamo had thoughts about her—strictly speaking, about Xiyue—so she would deny it to the death. At tis like this, she just needed to find a way to cutely muddle through.
It wasn't that Xifeng's lies were really ant to deceive the rich lady for those tips. A gentleman loves money but takes it properly—she naturally wouldn't stoop to using deception to "cheat money." She was just worried that exposure would bring unnecessary trouble.
"I hope you're not lying to ."
"I wouldn't lie to you."
"Good, I believe you."
With just this simple exchange, Nanamo chose to believe Xifeng, making Xifeng, who had prepared her words, feel like she'd stepped on cotton—having strength but nowhere to use it was extrely uncomfortable.
However, being able to muddle through was more important than anything.
Collapsing tearlessly onto the bed, Xifeng reflected that Bei Yaoyue was truly harmful. She was clearly also a victim, yet still had to clean up after Bei Yaoyue, the perpetrator. Why?
Really not doing any proper human work, just creating hellish sses.
After lying on the bed in a daze for a while, Xifeng finally rembered—today's task... was completed, right?
Although she didn't hold much hope for drawing useful items, the gacha itself was also fun, so Xifeng still had so anticipation.
But when Xifeng opened the system and saw the empty item warehouse, she froze.
Could the task not have been completed? Impossible—what just happened was completely sufficient for this task to be completed... three tis over...
Thinking of this made her face burn, and she quickly drove away the excess thoughts, switching to the task interface to confirm the task was indeed lying in the completed tasks section.
The warehouse had neither gacha tickets nor additional items, as if they had vanished into thin air.
"Where's my gacha ticket!?"
"I put it there—such a big gacha ticket!??"
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