Chapter 72: The Little Fox Who Never Gets Tired of Stirring Things Up |
Three more days passed, and there were only seven days left until the New Year.
Early in the morning, Han Wenwen, her long hair draped over her shoulders, sat in front of her computer in strawberry-print pajamas, launching a ranked match in her game.
A knock came at the door.
Han Wenwen’s face lit up with excitement. “Lin Zhengran?”
“Yeah, it’s me.”
“I’m gaming! Let yourself in.”
Lin Zhengran took a spare key from his pocket and opened the door, spotting the little fox sitting in her chair. “You’re up early today.”
Han Wenwen clicked her mouse, not looking up. “Gotta make a living! Gotta play as much as I can over the break to stock up on content.”
Lin Zhengran set the breakfast aside, pulled up a chair, and sat next to her.
“Buns.”
“I’ll transfer you the money later. What kind of buns?”
Lin Zhengran didn’t answer. Instead, he tapped her head lightly. “You missed a minion. Focus.”
Han Wenwen pouted.
For some reason, whether it was He Qing or Jiang Xueli, although both girls had a pleasant scent, neither of them smelled as distinctly fragrant as Han Wenwen.
When he first met her, Lin Zhengran thought it was just her shampoo or body wash. But later, he found out that they used the same brand.
So where did this scent come from? He still had no idea.
“First blood!”
When Han Wenwen recalled back to base, she leaned over and nudged Lin Zhengran with her shoulder. “Aren’t you going to compliment me, Lin Zhengran?”
Lin Zhengran remained expressionless. “Nice. Keep going.”
The fox-like eyes glanced at him. Then, she switched to a more teasing tone. “Zhengran-gege, you can be so tsundere sometimes~ You don’t know how to praise people properly~”
Lin Zhengran flicked her forehead again.
The little fox played along, letting out a dramatic “Oww~”
After finishing the game, Lin Zhengran picked up Han Wenwen’s phone and checked her video platform stats. Over the past few days, she had earned over 40 yuan each day.
“As expected of the New Year season. If you could get this much with the same upload rate during school, that’d be great.”
Han Wenwen leaned against him, resting a hand on his leg for support. Their faces were just half a fist apart.
“But it’s only this profitable during winter break. Normally, I only make about 20 yuan a day, and after paying rent and other expenses, there’s not much left. Still, I’m pretty satisfied.”
“No worries. This winter break, I’ll play more games with you. If you post some New Year videos, you might catch the traffic surge and earn enough for half a year’s rent and food.”
Han Wenwen stared at his profile from up close, suddenly recalling the He-Lin Strategy Guide she had given to Little Qingqing.
Curious, she wondered—wasn’t any of that effective on Lin Zhengran?
Slowly, she leaned in and blew a soft breath into his ear.
Lin Zhengran, mid-sentence, suddenly froze. He turned his head and looked at her speechlessly. “What the hell are you doing?”
Han Wenwen bit her lip and whispered shyly, “Why are you scolding me? I read in novels that when a girl blows into a guy’s ear, his heartbeat will speed up. Did yours?”
She reached out, trying to touch his chest, but Lin Zhengran caught her wrist.
Another flick to the forehead. “Behave.”
Han Wenwen pouted and covered her head with both hands. Whether intentional or not, she rested her forehead against his shoulder, sneaking glances at him.
“So violent… But even if Zhengran-gege is always fierce, I won’t get mad. I’ll just worry if your hand hurts from flicking me too much~”
Lin Zhengran wasn’t in the mood to banter and pushed her away. “I saw other families already putting up Spring Festival couplets. Are you planning to put some up this year?”
The little fox instantly pulled her chair closer to him and said matter-of-factly, “Of course! Why wouldn’t I? I want to!”
“I thought you said you were broke?”
She leaned in, looking at him up close. “I can squeeze out a little. This is my first New Year living independently—I have to do it properly.”
Not wanting to sit so close, Lin Zhengran got up and walked toward the bed, picking up a book. “Then finish dubbing your recent videos. I’ll go with you to the market to buy some couplets. They’re not that expensive—just a vertical pair and a horizontal one for the door.”
Han Wenwen nodded with a smile, then suddenly turned to her computer and said, “Having Lin Zhengran here with me this year makes me really happy.”
Lin Zhengran glanced at her as she started recording audio for her video but didn’t say anything.
Once she finished the recording, he double-checked the video before uploading it.
It wasn’t long before her loyal fans started commenting.
【Grandpa! Your favorite streamer just uploaded a new video!】
【Finally, an update! One video a week isn’t enough to get famous.】
【Love watching her play! A girl this good at games is rare.】
Lin Zhengran scrolled through the comments. He had to admit, aside from the gaming skills he had taught her, Han Wenwen indeed had an advantage in this field.
After breakfast, she picked out a few outfits from her box and went to the bathroom, but not before teasing, “Zhengran-gege, don’t peek while I change~ Even though I’m wearing underwear.”
Lin Zhengran flipped a page in his book. “You can’t lock the door?”
“I don’t like locking doors.”
“Doesn’t matter. I won’t look. I’m not interested.”
Han Wenwen blinked and smiled. “Oh? If that’s the case, I might as well change here. Going to the bathroom is a hassle.”
“Suit yourself.”
She let out an exaggerated “Oh~” as if she really planned to take off her pajamas.
Accompanying the movement was a soft, breathy hum.
“Oh no~ My pajamas got stuck~ Zhengran-gege, help me~”
Lin Zhengran’s temple twitched, and he tossed a pillow at her. “Cut the act! Your pajamas are loose as hell—what could possibly be stuck? Go change in the bathroom!”
Han Wenwen caught the pillow in record time. She bit her lip, her face slightly flushed, and giggled. “Looks like Zhengran-gege isn’t completely indifferent to girls. Little Qingqing and Jiang Xueli just haven’t figured out his weakness yet.”
He gave her a deadpan look. “No, you’re just annoying and interrupting my reading.”
Han Wenwen smirked, her eyes gleaming with amusement, as if saying, Zhengran-gege, you’re embarrassed, aren’t you?
Without waiting for his response, she dashed into the bathroom. But just as quickly, she popped her head back out.
“Actually, no matter how bold I am, I’d never really change in front of Lin Zhengran. I was just messing with you~ I’m still a girl, after all. I’d get shy too.”
Lin Zhengran sighed. He was starting to wonder—when had she started calling him Zhengran-gege?
Probably last break… and it had become even more frequent these past few days.
But he knew better than to make her stop.
Because if he did, this rebellious fox would definitely say something like:
“Oh? Zhengran-gege doesn’t want me to call him that? Okay, Zhengran-gege! No problem, Zhengran-gege! I won’t call you Zhengran-gege anymore, Zhengran-gege!”
She definitely would.
Once she finished changing, the little fox wore a skirt with a sweater coat.
Even in winter, she cared about fashion—like most girls her age.
Walking outside, Han Wenwen stretched out her slightly reddened hands from the cold, checking the latest comments. She grinned.
“Zhengran-gege, did you know? No matter how many people praise me, none of them make my heart skip a beat like you do.”
Lin Zhengran walked beside her. “Is talking nonsense every day fun for you?”
Han Wenwen pursed her lips and glanced at him. “How is it nonsense? You don’t talk much, so I have to start conversations. I just… want to talk to you more.”
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