Help! My Fanservice Partner is Looking at Me Differently Lately - Chapter 30

“Nine Bamboo.” Zhou Yang played his tile. He only had enough time to glance at the backs of the two people who were leaving. “Do not say I did not tell you, those two look quite compatible as a couple; I am even starting to ship them.”

It would be best if those two locked themselves away together; Shen Xunye standing next to Chi Li is just incredibly annoying.

“Kong.” Chi Li pushed over his three Nine Bamboo tiles and said in a tone that was neither too light nor too heavy, “You ship everything; you certainly have quite the appetite for it. Three Circles.”

Zhou Yang replied happily, “It is the adorable height difference, right?”

Fang Jin added, “One Circle.”

“Junior brother, you should focus on the mahjong in front of you.” Xie Weishui picked up a tile but did not look at it, instead using his thumb to carefully feel the texture before discarding it directly. “Eight Ten-Thousands.”

Zhou Yang immediately flattered him, “Senior brother, you can even feel the tiles?”

Xie Weishui smiled reservedly, “Practice makes perfect.”

The four people at the table continued to draw and discard tiles, and soon all three, excluding Zhou Yang, reached the point of being ready to win.

[Who understands that in order to clearly see everyone’s tiles, I impulsively bought memberships for all four of them and kept jumping between their respective channels.]

[That is indeed very impulsive.]

[Thinking of choosing a first-person perspective for better immersion, I randomly chose Zhou Yang’s. After watching for two minutes, my stupidity intolerance acted up, and I came back.]

[Xie Weishui knows how to feel the tiles and you did not choose him, but you chose Zhou Yang who keeps letting others Kong.]

[Fang Jin and Chi Li are also options; at least they were both ready to win.]

[Am I the only one waiting for whoever wins the first round to jump over to their channel?]

[With three people ready to win, this has nothing to do with skill; it is purely down to luck.]

“I have won.” Chi Li drew a Seven Bamboo tile and impatiently pushed over his mahjong tiles. “Thank you for your kind indulgence.”

Zhou Yang curled his lips slightly, “Then congratulations to you.”

Xie Weishui still loved to cue the process, “Have you decided what punishment you want us to do?”

Chi Li did not forget his original intention and pointed at Fang Jin, saying, “Take off one piece of clothing.”

Fang Jin: “…”

He moved slowly, taking off his light jacket and hanging it over the back of his chair.

“And you…” Chi Li pointed at Xie Weishui, “From now on, you are not allowed to laugh for 10 minutes, including smiling.”

Xie Weishui’s expression stiffened, and he forced the corners of his mouth to turn downward, looking extremely awkward.

[Prescribing the right medicine for the illness.]

[So why on earth did you not think it through and decide to play this kind of punishment game with Chi Li? He looks like he really knows how to torture people.]

[He is clearly taking care of the audience!]

“What about me? What about me?” Zhou Yang asked impatiently, “What do you want me to do?”

Chi Li pressed the control button in the middle of the mahjong table, “You should find a mask and wear it.”

“?” Zhou Yang was instantly unhappy, “Why?”

He was still hoping to take off his clothes and show off his muscles to Chi Li at close range.

Chi Li replied, “It is easy to mistake your face for a One Circle tile.”

Fang Jin hurriedly raised his fist to cover his upward-curling lips.

[Humiliating oneself.]

[It is not self-humiliation; in fact, it is secretly enjoying it.]

[Wife, to be honest, is your main profession a Yin-Yang master?]

“If you want to laugh, then laugh.” Zhou Yang glared at Fang Jin with a blank expression and stood up abruptly, “I am going to get a mask.”

Fang Jin gave two dry laughs, “Haha.”

Fortunately, it was not very far to the dormitory, and after about two minutes, Zhou Yang returned wearing a black mask.

“Much more pleasing to the eye,” Chi Li commented as Zhou Yang sat down and pressed the dice button.

Fang Jin asked proactively, “Are you a shrimp-type boyfriend?”

Zhou Yang was unhappy, “What do you mean? Are you saying I am ugly?”

“That is not what he meant.” Xie Weishui jumped out to play peacemaker. Just as he was about to force a smile onto his face, he had to suppress it again, looking extremely awkward. “…He is complimenting your good figure.”

“That is true. It is all my fault for having such a superior figure that my face becomes negligible.”

After saying that, Zhou Yang gave Chi Li a resentful look.

The general meaning of that look was: Letting Fang Jin take off his clothes but not letting me do the same, you really have no taste.

Chi Li refused to receive his signal and elegantly discarded a tile, “One Circle.”

Zhou Yang: “…”

From now on, he and the One Circle tile are mortal enemies!

In the second round, Fang Jin was the one who won.

Following the principle of reciprocity, he first made Chi Li take off his jacket.

Then, he casually stuck a piece of paper onto Xie Weishui’s face.

But Zhou Yang… he was in a difficult position. According to their previous personas, he should be making Zhou Yang unhappy. But as luck would have it, the two had already reconciled. So for this first punishment, he decided to be polite.

“You do three squats.”

“That is a boring punishment,” Zhou Yang pouted.

He pushed back his chair and stood up, quickly doing three squats.

In the third round, the person who won was Xie Weishui.

Since he was still in the cannot laugh punishment period, he could only ask Zhou Yang with a stiff face, “Do you want to take off your mask?”

Zhou Yang immediately reached out to remove it, “Senior brother is the only one who cares about me.”

Chi Li immediately interrupted, “He only asked if you wanted to, he did not tell you to take it off.”

Fang Jin also added slowly, “Besides, taking off a mask cannot be considered a punishment, right?”

“That could be considered one,” Chi Li said solemnly, “but it can only be considered a punishment for me. If you agree, then let him continue taking it off.”

Zhou Yang: “…”

Damn… just how much longer does Chi Li intend to humiliate me?

“Cough.” Xie Weishui naturally could not agree. He hurriedly reached out to stop Zhou Yang, “Junior brother, you should just keep the mask on.”

Zhou Yang expressionlessly put his mask back on properly.

“You should stick a piece of paper on your face,” Xie Weishui said, returning Fang Jin’s punishment.

Fang Jin silently complied.

“And you…” Xie Weishui turned his face toward Zhou Yang, “How about you do three frog leaps?”

“Why is it always a physical punishment when it is my turn?”

Although Zhou Yang was unwilling, he still did them seriously.

“As for Chi Li…” Xie Weishui looked at the person opposite him with shifting eyes, “I will give you a truth.”

“Sure.” Chi Li accepted it calmly, “What do you want to ask?”

Xie Weishui could not wait to speak, “From childhood until now, what is the one thing you have done that you regret the most? Preferably something you still regret when you think about it now?”