FCY Chapter 62

SY’s drama queen…

In the following days, whenever Cen Xi had time in the evenings, he would run to the kitchen to cook for Luo Yan. Each meal was different, and Luo Yan could eat the extra meals Cen Xi made for him every day without any burden, under the envious gazes of his teammates.

“Bro, I’m hungry.”

Finally, one day, Wu Xinming couldn’t take it anymore. He turned his head and looked pitifully at his brother. It was 11 p.m., and the food in his stomach had long been digested without him realizing it. Coupled with the temptation of the food in Luo Yan’s hand, he really couldn’t stand it. His stomach kept growling.

“Order takeout,” Wu Xinshen suggested to Wu Xinming without any sympathy. But what Wu Xinming wanted wasn’t takeout, but a loving meal. He was not only hungry, but also couldn’t stand Luo Yan’s boasting. But with Cen Xi protecting Luo Yan, he didn’t dare to argue with Luo Yan casually; his training plan was still in Cen Xi’s hands.

“Bro, please.”

“I can’t cook,” Wu Xinshen said without even looking at Wu Xinming. He pressed a button, and an opponent died.

“Then make something when you go home for New Year’s…”

“Quiet,” Wu Xinshen warned Wu Xinming. His game was at a crucial moment, and Wu Xinming had moved his headset while he was playing, causing the sound in his ears to be very noisy.

“Oh.” Wu Xinming moved away from Wu Xinshen and returned to his computer. He didn’t dare to provoke Wu Xinshen now. If Wu Xinshen lost, he would be the one to suffer.

At this time, Luo Yan mischievously pushed his food towards Wu Xinming, smiling with ill intentions. “Xinming-ge, want to eat?”

Wu Xinming didn’t need to think to know what would happen next.

Sure enough, the familiar words and actions were staged again.

“Too bad, no one makes it for you. You’re so pitiful.”

After saying that, Luo Yan took a big bite. “Xinming-ge, it’s delicious.”

“Yan Yan, I advise you to be kind, or else I…” Wu Xinming said through gritted teeth.

“Or else what will you do?”

“Or else…”

“Cen Xi-ge, Xinming-ge has something to say to you, it seems to be about training,” Luo Yan shouted towards the tea room. At this moment, Cen Xi was making milk for Luo Yan. He had to drink a glass of milk before going to bed at 12 a.m. to ensure he could sleep soundly.

“Coming right away, Yan Bao,” Cen Xi responded loudly after hearing that.

“Or else what will you do?” Luo Yan looked at Wu Xinming mischievously. Wu Xinming couldn’t express his suffering.

“Okay, okay, Yan Yan, you’ve become more and more mischievous since Xi-ge came back,” Wu Xinming cried in his heart. There was no place for him in this team anymore.

“Xinming-ge, what did I do?” Luo Yan looked at Wu Xinming with an innocent expression.

Wu Xinming stood up and pounced towards Qing Lu, grabbing Qing Lu’s neck. “Lu Lu, look how bad these people are!”

Qing Lu tried hard to break free from Wu Xinming, but to no avail. He politely discussed with Wu Xinming, “Xinming-ge, my game has started, can you let go of me?”

“Xinming!” Wu Xinshen finished his game and turned his head to see Wu Xinming harassing the team’s little substitute. “Don’t disturb others!”

“Oh.” Wu Xinming released Qing Lu dejectedly and returned to his seat with his head down. Sure enough, there was no place for him in this team anymore.

“Xinming.”

Hope was here. Had bro changed his mind?

“Don’t mess with my headset again in the future.”

Still, I was thinking too much.

SY’s drama queen Wu Xinming continued his hypnotic life.

“Here, Xinming-ge, have some biscuits if you’re hungry.”

In the end, the kind-hearted Luo Yan gave Wu Xinming a packet of biscuits, ending Wu Xinming’s self-brainwashing.

“Sure enough, Yan Yan is still the best.”

Wu Xinming took Luo Yan’s biscuits and hugged Luo Yan.