You Boys Play Games Very Well

Chapter 69
In the end, there was more and more opposition for the marriage of the ideal couple and Ling Meng had to stream on his phone to quell the public’s outrage.

“This is the bedroom where I grew up, not bad, right? It’s just a littler smaller. That’s my bed.”

— The bed is a little small, isn’t it?

“No, since I was a kid, I’ve been skinny.”

— Since childhood, has been a shou.

(t/n: skinny (shou) and bottom (shou) are pronounced the same but are written with different characters)
“Why don’t you empty-ear people join me in editing love lyrics?

— Is that bed so small that you can’t squeeze in?

“Squeeze? Why is there squeezing? …..Mang God sleeps in my dad’s study! That’s enough!”

“That’s my computer over there, Mang God has been using it to stream recently.” Ling Meng gave the desktop a close-up, “See, there really is no camera, not deliberately not turning it on.”

“Mang God? Mang God is eating mangoes next to me.” Ling Meng turned the camera towards him and found the fruit tray was almost empty and that the mango juice that Shan Zhu had splashed on his fingertips was still there, “…..You were supposed to leave some for me.”

— Don’t be angry, there’s a bigger one over there.

— Mang God: My whole mango is yours, isn’t it enough?

— New powder seeing the anchor for the first time, rubbing my hands like an excited fly.

— The anchor is too handsome not to turn on the facecam, reported.

“I was going to buy one, it’s not that much money anyway,” Shan Zhu said, licking his fingers, “But MengMeng said no.”

Ling Meng: …..

“I mean, they were going to see you in my home, no way.”

— The absence of a camera, most likely a conspiracy.

— The family has a lemon essence7, you can’t take a look.

“And can you stop licking your fingers, it looks really porny.”

“I am a Porn Anchor, there’s nothing to fear.” Shan Zhu grabbed some paper towels and wiped his hands, “Shouldn’t it be that you’re afraid to be alone in a room with a Porn Anchor?”

Ling Meng’s face was a little red. Luckily, the phone wasn’t aimed at him. “What are you talking about, we, we’re in this situation, can you say we’re alone in the room? Besides me and you in the room, aren’t there a million more keen water friends?”

— Shocked! One bedroom in the district can accommodate 1,000,002 people!

— MengMeng’s bedroom —- it can really store a lot.

— Who fucking stepped on my foot? Can the friend on the bed make some room for me?

— Friends on the bed, please act consciously and give the stage back to the main character, thank you.

— Million Water Friends: Excuse me!

“Oh, that’s right, I’ll show you my awards.”

He had a little award shelf in his room, there were still a few medals hanging on the sides: “There are from the competitions during my six years of secondary school. This was my first long-distance race in junior high school, took third place, most of the back row is first place……”

Introducing them to everyone: “And this one, my trophy (jiang bei) for the District Competition Long Distance Champion, awesome, yeah? When it was sent to me, I thought it was pure gold.”

— My father is awesome!

— I just cleaned my hands, can I touch your JB?

— I just cleaned my JB, can I touch your hands?

— Long distance champion? You? Don’t tease me, with your thin arms and legs.

— Primary school competitions attended by MengMeng in junior high school, the referee can’t see the difference anyway.

“It’s true! When I was young, I was skinny, so I looked like I was easy to bully. The teacher said I’d better practice a sport, so I just practiced distance running…..

“…..you can’t beat others at long distance running, but you can run away!

“…..No, not short and thin, just skinny! I’m telling you, I wasn’t too short!”

The majority of those watching were doubting, so Ling Meng hurried to find help outside of the audience. “If you don’t believe me, ask Mang God; am I good at running?”

“Yes,” Shan Zhu seriously echoed, “The one that shines when he runs.”

— Kinetic, kinetic energy power generation?

— Mind you, this lemon is coated with a fluorescent agent.

— Focus point: the origin of the shine message

— Good memory, class representative! I’m going to go reread that Weibo post…..

“What kind of person would shine?” Ling Meng also thought of the “confession” post, “You’re not saying at that time…..?”

You fell for me?

Shan Zhu understood his meaning: “No, before then.”

“When was that?”

“That time you went to the university shop?”

“…..Fuck! I knew you were upstairs peeping!”

— What are these two playing at?

— Seems to be discussing their first time?

“Don’t lead the rhythm, housekeeper?”

“He’s asking me ‘when was his my heartbeat boy8.”

Ling Meng looked back over the shopping experience of that time more closely: “That time, I looked up too.”

“First impression’s strong point was ‘very good-looking’, I couldn’t believe that real life Lemon Dad had such a painting style, a little contrasting.” Shan Zhu covered his mouth slightly, “That’s a saying: starting with the face value…9”

“Superficial!”

“….trapped by the face value, loyal to the face value.”

“…..should I go next door and thank my ma for giving me this face?”

“No, it’s a little better to let auntie think I’m being attracted to your inner beauty.”

“Of course, I’m beautiful inside too.”

“Let’s keep tricking the parents with words like that.”

Ling Meng: ???

— Wait, wait, Mang God, do you no longer need to be the chief Ning Blower plus V?”

— This is a man; once he gets it into his hands, he won’t cherish it.

— Mang God has dissected the journey of his heart, MengMeng, it’s your turn.

“What journey,” Ling Meng was a little disgusted with the topic, “Was it, started with the cat food, trapped by the cat climbing tree and loyal to the cat courtyard?”

— Excuse me?

— Look, I told you this was just keeping a mistress!

— Xiang God: ?? I can do that too?

“Are you implying that I should brush car courtyards to you?”

“Joking, joking,” Ling Meng quickly changed his tune, “Let me think, uh….started with the food delivery, got trapped in the running, was loyal to the fighting, that’s it.”

— It’s okay to list a dozen.

— The true love evaluation is error-free.

— Xiang God: ??? I’m fine with that too!

“I’m joking too.”

Ling Meng: ?

“Actually, what attracted me was never your face value.”

Ling Meng: ???

“Stop! Don’t say anything!” Ling Meng stopped him, “I regard everything you just said before as absolutely true. Except for the line about shining. How can a man shine?”

Shan Zhu held out his hand towards him.

“What?”

“Heartbeat boys hold hands successfully8.”

Ling Meng: =_,=

— Kikikiki, despicable, despicable, despicable~

— Audio artist, got the wrong track!

— I love you~ You are my Romeo8~

— I love you~ You are my Butterfly~

“Stop singing, NILI Mang God is going to stream, today’s hasn’t been not long enough and will be insufficient to meet the quota at the end of the month!”