Chapter 739: Chapter 738: What, Lin Lian Isn’t Allowed to Secretly Like Me?
Compared to Guan Yu and the others, Mu Qiu and Lin Lian’s approach was more cautious.
Their movements weren’t very fast, but they were very careful. After bypassing obstacles, Mu Qiu would even turn back to check to ensure the obstacles hadn’t been knocked over. Even when she bumped into Guan Yu earlier, it was to prevent her rolling around and knocking over the obstacles.
So, although progress was slow, it was steadily moving forward.
When they reached the S-shaped obstacle course, she was almost out of strength, panting and inching forward bit by bit.
Lin Lian, on the other hand, seemed fine. It wasn’t visible that this skinny and tall eighteen-year-old had such great strength and endurance. He didn’t show any signs of slowing down.
He could even carry her along.
"Sister Mu Qiu, why don’t you lie down and rest for a bit on top, I’ll handle the rest."
So considerate, truly considerate. If she were a single female student, she’d definitely pursue him.
Unfortunately, she already had the best—Cheng Zhirang. This boy should be left for the audience.
"No need!" She lay down, legs together, sliding onto the back of Pipi Dragon, "I can pedal from the back!"
Staff blew the whistle: "Illegal operation! Please participate in the game normally, guest!"
"..." She was left with no choice but to get back up and continue swaying left and right.
Fortunately, without Guan Yu’s meddling, this winding obstacle course wasn’t too hard, and they slowly made it through, finally arriving before the gravity sandbag.
Mu Qiu was panting heavily, her legs felt wobbly, and she directly leaned to the left from the back of Pipi Dragon.
Collapsing on the soft cushion, she even squinted her eyes to adjust the little red cap obstacle next to her head.
"Is it over?"
"Sister Mu Qiu, there’s still the bell to pull—do you want to do it together?"
"Sure, together."
Even though her body was weak, Mu Qiu pulled herself up and took a leap under the sandbag!
Her momentum seemed two meters high, but alas, it was only five-point-eight high.
She didn’t manage to grab the sandbag and fell right back down.
...A little embarrassing.
Mu Qiu thought about just letting Lin Lian finish it alone. But at that moment, Lin Lian steadied the Pipi Dragon ride, squatted down, and looked up, saying, "Stand on top, I’ll hold you."
Standing on the sidelines, Li Yang glanced at Cheng Zhirang’s expression, seeing his face unchanged.
Li Yang: Love under the camera is hard. Brother Cheng must be jealous, but he can’t show it. So pitiful.
Mu Qiu, holding onto Lin Lian’s shoulders, wobbled onto Pipi Dragon, the sandbag right in front of her, ready to be hugged with just a stretch of her hands.
Once she had her arms and legs tangled on it, Lin Lian let go of the Pipi Dragon, leaping up effortlessly to grasp the sandbag, and together, their weight pulled the sandbag down.
The ending bell rang.
"Mu Qiu, Lin Lian’s team time: five minutes and seventeen seconds!"
The two let go of the sandbag and fell backward onto the soft mat in the Sand Falling Goose Style, eyes closed, catching their breath.
"This game...is really quite physically demanding. What are we going to do about the next game?"
Lin Lian, still panting, said, "The show’s team should have considered that, right? Maybe the next game will be a bit more relaxed, like a mental game."
"Could be," Mu Qiu licked her dry lips, rolling over to get up, "Let’s go. Let’s grab some water and rest for a bit off-stage."
From the sandbag to the edge of the soft mat was quite a trek. She lazily made her way over when Guan Yu, who was already sitting on the edge fanning herself, turned around and asked:
"What’s up, did your legs keep muscle memory too? They’ve turned O-shaped."
The process of taming legs could have been like this for prehistoric humans.
Mu Qiu had no energy to respond, turning her face away: "How many times do I need to say just one word? Your face scares all my strength away."
".....You’ll be careful and dream of me tonight."
"Stop it, I’ve already started to fear falling asleep."
Sitting on the edge of the soft mat, Cheng Zhirang walked up to her slowly, handing her a water bottle.
And in the other hand, he held a small pink fan, switched it on, and pointed it at her.
His slender, good-looking fingers hooked the little fan, blowing air just for her, giving her an exclusive VIP treatment that made Mu Qiu feel a bit flattered.
Everyone around watched the scene unfold, making her feel a bit awkward even while drinking water.
But it was genuinely refreshing, sipping some water and feeling the fan’s cool breeze, wiping off the sweat made her feel much better.
She had been gasping heavily, and her mouth felt extremely dry. She tilted her head back and gulped down half a bottle of water in one go.
Drinking a bit too quickly, some water spilled at the corner of her mouth. Just as she was about to wipe it away, Cheng Zhirang reached over, using the pad of his thumb to wipe it off from her lip corner.
"Drink slower."
"...Oh."
She lowered her head to screw the cap tight, feeling the heat that had just dissipated gradually reignite.
Lin Lian and the others sat nearby, subtly observing the two of them. Guan Yu pulled off her earpiece, elongating her words with a teasing tone:
"Tsk, young love funded by public funds is the best. Unlike us, I’ve been tired here for half the day, and no one even thought to give me a little fan."
Cheng Zhirang smiled softly, his fingers still hooking the little fan, "If someone treated you like this, it would be a bit frightening."
Would it have to be Shu Ran giving her a little fan? Or Shi Yuhuai?
"Why would it be frightening?" Guan Yu patted the cushion beside her, "Why shouldn’t Lin Lian secretly have a crush on me?"
Lin Lian: "....."
Mu Qiu was shocked: "I thought no matter how the story developed, it should be you crushing on someone else. When Lin Lian first showed up you were staring straight at him. I guess I underestimated your thick skin."
"So what? I have no money, no power, no looks, but I’ve got a mouth—I can make anyone secretly crush on me."
"...Please allow me to kneel in admiration." She positioned herself on the cushion, bending her knuckles in a kneeling gesture.
Cheng Zhirang watched her antics, a free hand brushing her sweat-dampened hair off her forehead and tucking it behind her ear.
His fingers inevitably brushed against her ear, causing a ticklish sensation.
Mu Qiu, mid-sentence, shivered slightly from the touch, unable to continue, and turned back to gaze at Cheng Zhirang.
This episode...seems like he’s not being too cautious?
In previous episodes, considering fans’ and audiences’ feelings, plus his lack of habit in showing affection on camera, they rarely interacted.
But this time, from the start, he told her the location of the solution, led her to sit at the bridge pavilion for some neck massage, and now, in front of everyone, doing intimate gestures with no concern at all.
It felt a bit off, making her slightly uncomfortable.
She instinctively also went to tuck her hair behind her ear, but his hand hadn’t lowered yet, causing their hands to touch.
Cheng Zhirang gently pinched her hand, lowering his own.
Guan Yu screeched again: "Ahh everybody’s falling in love here, it’s terrible, playing games is exhausting enough, and now we have to endure what we shouldn’t have to!"
Mu Qiu clamped her hand over her mouth and whispered threateningly: "This is what falling in love looks like."
Guan Yu: "You’re insulting me!"
"I wanted to hold your chin and command you to shut up like a domineering CEO, but looking at your face, I really don’t have the heart to do it."
"...."
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