"It feels like it's been ten minutes, right?" Ying Chanxi frowned and asked, "Why aren't they better yet?"

"Maybe it's a trigger event?" Yan Zhusheng said, "I seemed to hear their footsteps just now."

"Then it won't take ten minutes, right?!"

"You and Li Luo were in the kitchen for so long just now."

Ying Chanxi: "..."

As a result, another five minutes passed.

Still no one came to call them back.

Now Yan Zhusheng also felt that something was wrong, so he turned over and got out of bed.

When Ying Chanxi saw this, he quickly reminded: "Zhusheng, you are violating the rules like this."

"I'm going to use the bathroom." Yan Zhusheng blinked and walked straight to the corridor outside.

When Ying Chanxi heard what she said, she quickly turned over and found the slippers on the ground. She was still holding Pikachu and Doraemon in her hands, and followed Yan Zhusheng's footsteps.

When the two of them came to the corridor, Yan Zhusheng turned his head and raised his index finger towards Ying Chanxi and shushed her to keep quiet. Then he pointed at the closed door of Xu Youyu's bedroom.

Walking quietly to the end of the corridor, the two of them glanced at the empty living room and confirmed that Li Luo and Xu Youyu had indeed triggered the incident. Then they returned to the door of Xu Youyu's bedroom, put their ears against the door, and eavesdropped on what was going on inside.

"Young lady...hasn't it been a long time?"

"Really? It feels like just a few minutes, right?"

"...Really?"

"Hmm...you are so bad, where are you touching your hands?"

"Ahem...subconsciously, subconsciously."

"Why are you pulling back? I didn't say I wouldn't let you touch it... um~ it's so light... it's so itchy."

Yan Zhusheng outside the door frowned at this moment, with unhappiness written all over his face.

Ying Chanxi bit her lips tightly, the scene inside suddenly appeared in her mind, and she felt sour.

Doraemon in her arms suddenly suffered an old sin. Not only was he punched by Bang Bang, but his head was also pinched tightly by Ying Chanxi, and his laughing mouth was pinched and distorted.

"I feel almost done, it's time to go back." Xu Youyu's slightly panting voice came from inside.

"Didn't you say it was only a few minutes?" Li Luo's voice sounded a little unfinished.

"If we stay here any longer, Xixi and Zhusheng might come to ask for help." Xu Youyu laughed evilly, took off the scarf around his neck, and pulled Li Luo towards the door.

When Ying Chanxi heard the noise inside, he quickly pulled Yan Zhusheng back to the bedroom and lay down on the bed again.

"Xixi, why are you hiding?" Yan Zhusheng turned to look at her with confusion on his face.

"Well, how embarrassed are you to bump into me head-on?" Ying Chanxi muttered in a low voice, "It's too embarrassing."

"They should be the ones who are embarrassed, right?" Yan Zhusheng said seriously, "What's there to be afraid of?"

Ying Chanxi looked at Yan Zhusheng and saw the serious expression on her face, and immediately sighed: "I really envy your personality, Zhusheng. Anyway, I can't do it."

"How about this." Yan Zhusheng rolled his eyes and then said, "If you trigger an event in a while, I will help you hold off the senior sister, and you can do your best. In turn, you have to help me buy time."

"Ah?" Ying Chanxi was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to understand what Yan Zhusheng was talking about, "Isn't this not good? Today is my senior's birthday."

"So you don't want to?"

"……think."
Chapter completed!