Jiang Yu left using the Flying Thunder God Technique.
Taking a taxi or bus might expose his whereabouts, allowing Xia Yuyan to find his junior sister.
He had already told his junior sister to hide in this villa for the next few days until Xia Yuyan came over to apologize proactively.
A room full of manga, light novels, and gal games was enough for his junior sister to happily spend a week; one shouldn't underestimate a landmine-type beautiful girl's ability to endure loneliness.
Of course, Jiang Yu also promised his junior sister that he would visit her every day.
Back at the villa, as soon as he entered.
Murong Xue'er respectfully took out slippers and personally helped Jiang Yu change his shoes.
“Master, what’s the schedule for today?”
Tu Youqing hadn't returned yet, and staying at home was a bit boring, but he didn't really feel like going out to play. Jiang Yu found himself in a dilemma.
After some thought.
Playing games would be better. CS…?
Never mind, let's play Valorant today. After all, I was a Valorant junior (non-Sinewing version) a long time ago.
“Schedule? The schedule is to fight me for A site!”
…
“Master, this hero who can shoot arrows is so fun! The shock arrow can bounce twice and hit so many places.”
“Hmm, I hear footsteps, Master, don’t go out and feed. I’ll shoot the arrows.”
Whoosh whoosh—
The three enemies had just reached the rubble behind Lotus, when two blue-glowing shock arrows flew through the sky.
They landed precisely at their feet, sending all three straight to their graves.
“Genshin player playing Valorant can only run and gun”: Cheating 4000+, Sova, please think about your family.
“The less ability, the less responsibility”: I’m a streamer, don’t hit me.
“Don’t call me a stupid healer”: Valorant is too scary, I want to go back to being a Go senior… boo hoo hoo.
Jiang Yu saw the complaints in the chat box, looked up, and couldn't help but complain, “Xue'er, did you drink water from Yan Hui Village when you were little, so your brain mutated into a supercomputer?”
Not only was she killing people with guns, but Murong Xue'er’s KD for throwing utility was also ridiculously high.
Basically, she would kill at least two people with utility every round.
Her angles were tricky, her trajectories were bizarre, and more importantly, as long as she had a little information, she could deduce the enemy's movement speed and position…
She was practically a walking supercomputer!
“Master, no… no, I just think this way I can defeat more enemies.”
Murong Xue'er lowered her small head, a bit shy, sitting on the gaming chair, her little feet dangling in the air, like a puppy wagging its tail when happy.
Being praised by her master made her so happy…
“Bro, next game together?” a Jett teammate asked over the mic.
Murong Xue'er found the K key and carefully pressed it: “No.”
As Jiang Yu's part-time maid, she naturally could only play games with Jiang Yu.
Unbeknownst to her, Murong Xue'er hadn't noticed that her subconscious address for Jiang Yu had completely changed from “Jiang Yu classmate” to “Master.”
Hearing a girl's voice, that teammate immediately reacted:
“You’re so strong, sis, duo queue or solo queue? Let’s play together.”
Jiang Yu was speechless, sighing inwardly: “Valorant junior! You believe in Sinewing.”
Not hearing a reply from the girl, the teammate opened his mic again:
“Other games are fine too, sis, do you play Go? You can call me mom.”
Jiang Yu: ?
…
Perhaps her CPU burned out, after playing two more games, the originally excited Murong Xue'er's head wilted like a frosted eggplant.
“Master, Xue'er feels dizzy…”
Jiang Yu touched Murong Xue'er's forehead and found it a bit hot.
Good heavens, her CPU really did burn out.
He gave Murong Xue'er a few fever reducers and tucked her into bed.
He was about to ask Tu Youqing when she would arrive, but then noticed he had received a transfer message at some point.
Since Murong Xue'er didn't have a phone yet, the bank card was borrowed from Jiang Yu, so the transfer message naturally went to his phone.
“Anonymous Transfer: 100,000 yuan”
“Qifan, oh Qifan…” Jiang Yu chuckled.
Anonymous transfer?
Then it's my money.
After receiving the money, he transferred all 100,000 yuan that Lin Qifan had given him in the bank card to Murong Xue'er.
“Note: Bonus from Master~”
…
Tu Youqing only returned at noon.
She kicked open the door with a bang, walked into Jiang Yu's room with her hands on her hips.
“Are you sick? I just fell asleep.”
He was just about to enjoy a nice nap, but was woken up by this damn brat.
His fists hardened!
Five minutes later.
“Hmph… Bad Jiang Yu, I almost forgot, Qing'er sister made you some baked cookies. She couldn't come, so she asked me to bring them to you…”
After tidying her messy twin tails from being kissed, Tu Youqing hopped off the bed with bare feet, brought in two meal boxes from outside, then clambered back onto the bed with a clatter.
…
It must be said, ever since being severely criticized, Shen Qing'er's cooking skills had gotten better and better.
The cookies had an inviting color, a crispy texture, and the perfect blend of wheat and chocolate chips completely brought out the rich, unique flavor of cookies.
As for the other one…
Is this charcoal or a cookie?
Seeing Jiang Yu pick up the baked cookie she made, Tu Youqing's small face turned rosy, and she turned her head away, her toes gently gripping the bedsheet.
“Hmm… I made it, it’s not specially for you, I just felt like baking and made a random batch. You… anyway, just take a bite.”
“Don’t mind the appearance… Actually, maybe it tastes really good.”
Her small head buried between her knees, her moist, beautiful eyes held a hint of expectation.
She wasn't sure why she had muddled through making cookies with Qing'er sister, even trying several times, to produce the current finished product.
Jiang Yu suspiciously took a bite.
“Is it… is it good?” Tu Youqing stammered, her little heart beating a bit fast, pretending to be calm: “It’s not for you anyway, so just say it if it doesn’t taste good.”
“Youqing, my dear.”
Jiang Yu, who had taken a small bite, showed a sunny smile, gently pulled Tu Youqing's small hand, and slowly leaned his face closer.
“Who, who’s your dear? Gross, perverted loli-lover!”
Tu Youqing was a little excited. Could it be that her cooking talent was really high? Little Jiang Yu was so captivated after one taste that he even called her such an intimate name…
She didn't pull her hand back, and lifted her cute little chin.
“Then I’ll grudgingly let you kiss me once.”
However, Jiang Yu didn't lean in to kiss the loli's lips, but rather leaned next to her slightly reddened earlobe and whispered, “Don’t make it next time. It’s really a super piece of coal.”
Tu Youqing: Σ(ﾟ∀ﾟﾉ)ﾉ
