[Pfft, I just spit out my pumpkin red date white fungus fish maw soup]
[Hahaha, Mu Qiu, you’re killing with laughter!]
[I was waiting for her to righteously say, "Of course!"]
[As expected of a fan representative! Just looking at his face left her speechless]
[She stumbled over her words, didn’t she just suggest he go to a speech training class?]
[She’s definitely here to see handso guys, it’s confird]
After a "friendly conversation", the atmosphere between Mu Qiu and Shi Yuhuai improved a tiny bit. As they walked from the top floor entrance to the middle grassy lawn, two staff mbers approached them, sticking different colored stickers on their lower abdons.
Mu Qiu held back the tickle, stepped aside a bit, and asked, "What does this an? Have we been grouped?"
Shi Yuhuai looked seriously at the spot on her abdon, "It seems so, you’re blue and I’m red."
Mu Qiu instinctively covered her abdon with her jacket, and then realized her behavior might imply she was suspicious of Shi Yuhuai’s intentions, so she quickly uncovered herself again.
"...Brother Huai, that was just a reflex, believe ."
"..."
Shi Yuhuai seed to give her a sidelong glance, then walked away.
"Are there entertainnt facilities on the top floor too?" He stood on the artificial grass in the center, looking around as if he were a golf course owner inspecting his grounds.
The top floor party was surrounded by greenery and flowers, and photographers and caras ford a circle around it. On the left, there was a row of lounge rooms, and a floral arch made of pink and white flowers stood in the center, with a row of chairs under it.
With the height, the air was nice and the wind was strong. Mu Qiu wrapped herself in her coat and randomly found a seat to sit down. Shi Yuhuai sat in the first seat, not right next to her, seemingly still holding a silent grudge over what she said earlier.
Another director, who was already prepared, sat on the ground and began announcing the rules of this segnt to their two VIP users.
"First of all, congratulations to both of you for erging from the elevator ga and being the first to arrive here, ready to et our guests. Our guests are already waiting in the lounge on the left. In a mont, the staff will bring up a set of lipsticks selected by our guests, and you will choose your favorite lipstick from the set. If you pick the lipstick chosen by a guest, you’ll automatically be tead with them. Since you arrived first, you have the priority to choose, so you can start now."
The staff pushed up a small cart filled with a box of lipsticks, swaying at the top layer.
"Choosing lipsticks?" Mu Qiu glanced at all the lipsticks, "So all the guests are female? How many guests are there?"
Director: "That will be revealed later. You choose first; the others climbing the stairs are almost here."
With more people arriving, her chance to choose a guest would likely be snatched away. Mu Qiu’s gaze swept over the rows of lipsticks and picked a maple red one.
"Brother Huai, how about you? What are you choosing? I’ll grab it for you."
Shi Yuhuai seriously considered the lipsticks, then said, "I want that red one."
Mu Qiu’s hand hesitated in the air.
"...They’re all red here. Which red do you want?"
"The red on my belly."
Mu Qiu’s gaze involuntarily dropped to his abdon.
Isn’t that inappropriate?!!!
She forced herself to look away, shut her eyes tight, and randomly picked a regular red for him, turning her head in the opposite direction.
"Brother Huai, no! My heart is reserved only for Brother Cheng’s beauty; don’t try to tempt ."
Shi Yuhuai looked at the back of her head, rcilessly taking the lipstick from her grip: "What dream are you having?"
The director across couldn’t hold back a laugh, covering his mouth with the back of his hand, his voice over the small speaker wavering, and the nearby staff’s laughter was also caught on tape.
"What’s everyone laughing about? So happy?"
By the ti they finished choosing lipsticks, everyone who had climbed the stairs had arrived. Shu Ran was the most relaxed, walking in front, Cheng Zhirang and Li Yang were in the middle, their chests heaving slightly.
Cheng Zhirang’s gaze landed on Mu Qiu who turned back, he seed to have heard her calling his na earlier.
"Cheng, Brother Cheng, give a second," called out the warrior Guan Yu at the back, who was already out of breath and leaning on her knees struggling to speak, "Yangyang, co help, help support my body, I need to sit down, my soul’s not gonna make it."
Having just taken a deep breath, she pretended to collapse sideways, causing Li Yang’s expression to lose control as he hurriedly supported her.
"Sister, steady yourself!"
Mu Qiu imdiately stood up, pulling a chair over for her to sit in, "Sister Guan Yu, I asked you to climb stairs, not run a marathon!"
"You, you don’t know how tiring climbing stairs is!"
"But Brother Cheng seed fine, didn’t you get off at the fifteenth floor?"
You only had to climb eight floors, and with no ti limit, strolling up shouldn’t have been that exhausting.
Guan Yu wore an embarrassed and irritated expression, but couldn’t hold back a smile: "Can’t I just have bad health because I’ve neglected exercise and suffer from osteoporosis?!"
She said it in one smooth breath.
Mu Qiu let go, "Of course, that’s possible too. Co on, free lipsticks and winning a guest, Brother Huai and I have picked ours. By the way, did any of you get a sticker?"
"Is that thing called a sticker?" Shu Ran pulled her clothes tight, revealing her sticker, "Mine’s red."
Mu Qiu paused, "Ah this... how coincidental, you’re tead with Brother Huai."
Shu Ran’s expression froze instantly.
Mu Qiu glanced at Shi Yuhuai’s expression, couldn’t help but feel a bit schadenfreude, her mood suddenly improved, and she spoke in a sweet tone: "Mine’s blue, is anyone else blue?"
The smile too bright and the tone too sweet, Cheng Zhirang glanced at her a second ti, feeling like a soft hand brushed across his chest.
He frowned for a mont, feeling a bit strange.
Li Yang quickly raised his hand, "! I’m blue! We’re in the sa team!"
Guan Yu, excited, revealed a pale yellow sticker on her clothes: "Then am I tead with Brother Cheng?! Brother Cheng!!! Carry to victory, Brother Cheng!"
Cheng Zhirang smiled at her, "If it’s possible, sure."
Mu Qiu saw the gentle smile on his face, and a sour bubble popped in her heart.
Because the representatives of the red and blue teams already selected lipsticks, only the yellow team was left. Cheng Zhirang, like a gentleman, motioned for the lady to choose first, giving Guan Yu the opportunity to pick a lipstick.
Guan Yu, since she found out she was tead with Cheng Zhirang, transford from "a lifeless lump of at" to "a zombie king powered by excitent", her eyes shining as she rushed forward, carefully choosing the most eye-catching purple lipstick.
"I guess not all the guests are seriously choosing; so must be going against the norm. Our team likes this kind of creativity and imagination."
Li Yang couldn’t help but retort: "Or maybe they just chose randomly."
Mu Qiu: "Right! We chose maple red, indicating the guest is gentle and tasteful!"
Next to her, Cheng Zhirang gently rebutted: "So, our guest isn’t tasteful?"
"...Brother Cheng, you’ve turned bad."
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Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha (This part is just Mu Qiu speaking, unrelated to the author)
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