CHAPTER 372: CHAPTER 131: 1,000-LI JOURNEY (PART 3)

Back in the hotel room, he found Gu Qingyi was already up, not in bed, but the bathroom door was closed.

Chen Yan placed the buns and other foods he bought on the table, then heard the sound of flushing from the bathroom.

Gu Qingyi came out with a slightly embarrassed look, a hint of blush on her face—Chen Yan deliberately avoided looking at the little winged bag in her hand.

"Awake? How about grabbing a bite before you go back to sleep?" Chen Yan opened the bag of buns, steam still rising from them—he had carried them in his arms all the way.

"Yeah, no more sleep." Gu Qingyi walked to the table, looked at the buns: "What kind of filling?"

"Half meat, half vegetable. Eat whatever you like." With that, Chen Yan pushed a cup of red date soy milk in front of Gu Qingyi: "Have this, it’s good for blood replenishment."

Upon hearing "blood replenishment," Gu Qingyi blushed, gave Chen Yan a sideways glance, but still took it, popped in a straw, took a couple sips, and her eyes lit up.

Who knows if she really liked the taste, was thirsty after sleeping too long, or just craved something sweet. Either way, Gu Qingyi drank the entire big cup of red date soy milk in one go.

Then she smacked her lips: "Any more?"

"..." Chen Yan was stunned, smiled wryly: "Didn’t expect that, should’ve bought more. Well, there’s no more red date soy milk, have my plain one."

The soy milk was originally bought to help swallow the buns if they got too dry to eat alone.

But this little Consort Mother finished it all in one go.

"Forget it, I don’t want plain." Gu Qingyi shook her head.

Chen Yan got up and poured her a cup of hot water, placed it on the table, and then the two of them started eating the buns together.

While eating, Chen Yan talked about how he found a restaurant to order daily meals from.

"I was thinking of having them deliver dinner tonight, but considering this meal is like the first after waking up today—essentially breakfast, it shouldn’t be too greasy. Buns and soy milk are just right, so let them start delivering tomorrow."

Gu Qingyi nodded after listening, then looked at Chen Yan’s menu on the phone, changed a couple of dishes to her liking, which Chen Yan immediately confirmed with the restaurant boss on WeChat.

After finishing the buns, Chen Yan tidied up the table—basically just tossing the trash into the bin. Then the two lay separately on their own beds—not in the mood to chat, both tired and not wanting to speak, each took out their phone to browse.

A moment later, Gu Qingyi heard rhythmic music coming from Chen Yan’s phone and curiously craned her neck: "What video are you watching?"

"Not watching videos, playing a game." Chen Yan lit up his phone screen: "Catching geese, they’re on hiatus right now."

"Send it to me, I’m bored." Gu Qingyi pouted.

Chen Yan sent the game to Gu Qingyi on WeChat...

Oh man, the little Consort Mother found her fun!

After eating the buns around six in the evening, she went straight through to past ten playing!

Still didn’t catch a goose!

God knows how many ads she watched, and she sent Chen Yan countless WeChat messages asking for life extensions.

The more Gu Qingyi played, the more energetic she became, twisting and turning on the bed, flipping her phone all around—the game required constant phone shaking while playing.

Soon she lost another round, instinctively glanced at Chen Yan, found him already reading a novel.

"Why aren’t you catching geese?"

"Caught it already, you can only catch it once a day and wait for a reset the next day."

"You caught it already?" Gu Qingyi glared at Chen Yan.

"Yeah."

"You... just lucky!" Gu Qingyi gritted her teeth.

Seeing this little Consort Mother showing a childlike expression, Chen Yan chuckled: "Luck or not, you’ll catch one too."

"I will definitely catch one! I’ll catch one next round!" Gu Qingyi gritted her teeth.

In the next few rounds she still didn’t catch one, but finally, after seven or eight more tries, Gu Qingyi let out a scream, leaped off the bed, and pumped her fist with excitement: "Caught it! I caught it!"

Chen Yan calmly looked at Gu Qingyi: "...Just luck."

"...What did you say?!"

Gu Qingyi immediately objected, clenching her fists: "I warn you, don’t bring trouble to yourself!"

"We’re all at low health now, are you really going to hit me?" Chen Yan shook his head.

"..." Gu Qingyi shot Chen Yan a glare: "I’m sick, not crippled, still very capable of hitting you."

Chen Yan mischievously thought: "Okay, let’s say you caught it on skill... hmm, since you’ve played this game, I’ll send you a new one you haven’t played, give it a try."

Saying that, Chen Yan sent Gu Qingyi an older game from a year or two ago.

This game was called: Those Silly Sheep.

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That night, Gu Qingyi barely closed her eyes!

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The next morning, the restaurant delivered breakfast, chicken congee with fried eggs and side dishes, and two scallion pancakes.

Gu Qingyi, having spent the night playing games and not sleeping, just managed to eat a bit before lying down to sleep.

Woken again by Chen Yan for lunch at noon, she had a bowl of fish soup, half a bowl of rice, some braised eggplant, and after eating, passed out again.

Finally at around four in the afternoon, Gu Qingyi woke up—this time fully rested, then just lay on the bed without washing her face or brushing her teeth, continuing to play Those Silly Sheep.

It wasn’t until dinner time that she angrily threw her phone onto the bed!

"No more! This game is rigged! No way to beat it! Must be faulty!"

Chen Yan laughed: "Just figured it out now, huh."