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Chapter 307: Chapter 275: Strategy and Not Playing Mahjong Tonight, Playing Games_4

“Who’s there?”

Shen Yuan didn’t expect Liew Menglu to be so alert, so he intentionally pinched his voice, “Delivery guy.”

“You’ve got the wrong door; I didn’t order any delivery.”

Liew Menglu replied.

“Maybe it was ordered by someone else inside.”

Knowing that the other two women were inside as well, Shen Yuan said this deliberately.

“Qiao Lei, Jinghan, did you order delivery?”

All that could be heard was Liew Menglu asking inside; after a while, she came back and said, “We didn’t order; you’ve got the wrong place.”

“Why don’t you come out and check? Then you’ll know.”

Shen Yuan said again, with his voice pinched.

Liew Menglu paused inside, and in the end, slightly opened a crack in the door, only to have a dark shadow burst in as soon as she did.

“Ah!”

Liew Menglu exclaimed in shock.

Because the dark shadow in front of her had actually pushed the door open and picked her up.

“Help!”

Liew Menglu desperately called for help, her limbs instinctively struggling violently, but the other person was too strong, and despite her intense efforts, he didn’t loosen his grip at all.

Qiao Lei and Long Jinghan quickly ran out at the noise, but after taking a closer look at the man at the door, they both sighed in relief.

Qiao Lei even rolled her eyes and said, “It’s okay, it’s Shen Yuan.”

Liew Menglu, who was frantically struggling, stopped at these words, then turned around and saw that it really was Shen Yuan.

“You jerk! You scared me to death!”

Liew Menglu angrily pounded on Shen Yuan’s chest a couple of times.

Shen Yuan didn’t dodge, but laughed and took the blows, then comfortingly patted Liew Menglu’s buttocks.

Coach Liew was wearing a silk nightgown; it felt very smooth to the touch and had a nice bounce when patted.

She still felt angry, hitting him a couple more times before resentfully saying, “You should have said something before coming!”

“I wanted to surprise you all.”

Shen Yuan responded playfully, as if nothing was amiss, and then hugged Liew Menglu as he entered: “Heh, three’s a crowd waiting for me, too bad there’s no mahjong table here.”

Qiao Lei crossed her arms, resentfully saying, “Don’t even think about playing mahjong, have you forgotten what happened last time? There’s no way to repeat that.”

Shen Yuan pinched her cheek: “If we’re not playing mahjong, we can still play other games.”

Qiao Lei winced and complained, “Don’t pinch so hard, you’ll make my face swell.”

After pinching her, Shen Yuan then looked towards Long Jinghan, who was standing prettily in place, “Come here, let me pinch you.”

Long Jinghan hesitated for a moment but eventually went over to Shen Yuan, obediently letting him pinch her. However, while being pinched, she smelled the alcohol on Shen Yuan.

“You’ve been drinking? Should I make you a hangover soup?”

Only at that moment did the somewhat dense Liew Menglu and Qiao Lei smell it, then Liew Menglu broke away from Shen Yuan’s embrace and headed to the kitchen, “I’ll go and make you a hangover soup.”

“Okay.”@@novelbin@@

Shen Yuan agreed, then sat down on the couch with his left arm around Qiao Lei and his right arm around Long Jinghan.

“What’s up? You all spend all day at someone else’s place doing what?”

“Come over to play, it’s boring to stay over there anyway, might as well come listen to Liew Menglu’s stories.”

Qiao Lei replied offhandedly, then used her hand to control Shen Yuan’s restless palm, preventing it from wandering upward.

Liew Menglu’s apartment wasn’t big, and there was no barrier between the kitchen and the living room, so she didn’t have to eavesdrop to hear; she retorted:

“Sister Qiao Lei, what you’re saying isn’t right, didn’t you say you benefited a lot from being here yesterday, and now you’re calling it bragging?”

“I really did benefit yesterday, but today it’s all bragging.”

Anyway, Qiao Lei hadn’t learned anything today, just listened to a whole saga of Liew Menglu’s efforts. While it sounded interesting, in the end, it felt like she didn’t get anything.

It was like watching a fast-paced video; it’s exciting while it’s happening, but you feel empty afterward.

“I wasn’t bragging, okay? I was telling the truth.”

Liew Menglu busied herself and replied.

“Alright, alright, none of this matters.”

Hearing the two about to get into another squabble, Shen Yuan cut them off, then suggested, “Since we can’t play mahjong tonight, let’s play some games.”

“What game?”

Both Liew Menglu and Qiao Lei asked in unison, showing some interest in games.

However, Long Jinghan sensed something unsettling from Shen Yuan’s tone but didn’t speak up.

Seeing the watermelon seeds discarded on the coffee table, Shen Yuan suggested, “We could play ‘Seven-Spotted Ladybug’ or ‘Touch ‘n Go’.”

“Ah? What’s that?”

Qiao Lei had never heard of such a game.

In fact, until today, neither had Shen Yuan, until Old Huang had shared it in their WeChat group earlier in the evening.

Old Huang, that rascal, often shared lewd pictures or videos in the group, as well as some health tips, and today’s share was some games.

The mere description sounded thrilling, so Shen Yuan leaned over and whispered into Qiao Lei’s ear, “Actually, it’s just placing the watermelon seeds on…”

Hearing the explanation, Qiao Lei’s cheeks immediately reddened up to the ears, and then she hurriedly moved to sit a meter away from Shen Yuan, “No way, I’m not playing that kind of game.”

So that was it… Although Long Jinghan hadn’t heard the explanation, judging by Leilei’s reaction, she knew this was no decent game.

“What game is it?”

Liew Menglu, who had just served the hangover tea for Shen Yuan, asked.

Qiao Lei leaned in close and whispered to Liew Menglu, resulting in a reaction identical to her own, with Meng Liew’s face blushing hotly, quickly shaking her head, “No way, no way, that game is too… it’s too much.”

“If not that one, then…”

Shen Yuan thought for a moment, simply pulled out his phone, and showed them what Old Huang had shared, “Then let’s play ‘Moving Mountains’ or ‘Tongue-Combat with Scholars’.”

At that, the three women’s faces fell: “What kind of game is that, too?”

PS: Brothers, it’s the end of the month again, let’s get those tickets rolling!