Glug, Xu Qingyan swallowed his saliva and, as if possessed by a ghost, blurted out a sentence.
"I'm tired of standing, can't play anymore."
"Oh, then... you sit."
Shen Jinyue immediately stood up and gave up her seat. As she got up, she adjusted her thin straps, her face turning a shade of red, spreading from her flushed cheeks downward.
From the snowy white of her neck, the redness seemed to spread toward her collarbone.
Xu Qingyan glanced at her, then sat directly in the gaming chair and continued to maneuver the hero forward, while Shen Jinyue stood by watching silently, her lips pursed.
After a few minutes of playing, the screen turned gray, making the atmosphere slightly awkward.
"Liar, didn't you just say it was very easy?" Shen Jinyue asked with eager eyes, her words slipping out without thought, "How did you die?"
Xu Qingyan coughed and began to shift the blame.
"You keep distracting me; it's normal that I'd die."