mtl008 Chapter 62 The Rising Possessiveness
Chapter 62 The Rising Possessiveness
The screams echoed through the cave, drawing the attention of everyone present.
Zhong Zheyi wanted to help but was too busy to spare any time, and Hao Jian was further hindered by Cheng Baoni, making it impossible for him to reach out and save Hao Jian.
He wasn't so worried about Song Yifei, but rather afraid that he wouldn't be able to afford food if he ran out of points.
Just when Song Yifei thought she was going to fall flat on her face, she suddenly felt a tightness around her waist and was lifted into the air.
Before she knew it, she was already firmly nestled on Cheng Ai's back.
Song Yifei glared at Cheng Baoni through gritted teeth, but before she could finish her curse, she was pulled away from where she stood.
Cheng Ai supported her buttocks with his left hand and threw a rope with a knife in his right hand. The rope accurately embedded itself in the stone wall, and with a strong pull, the two of them swung easily to the end.
Seeing this, the others also tried to speed up their pace, crossing the green line one after another.
Song Yifei jumped down in a daze, her eyes filled with gratitude as she looked at Cheng Ai. "Sister Ai, thank you."
The stone slab in front of them slowly rose, and everyone rushed out in a swarm. After seeing the scene outside, they were all stunned.
Because their location was directly opposite the restaurant on the sixth floor.
The entire castle was dark, except for this place, which was brightly lit, as if it were daytime.
"No wonder it got harder and harder to walk; we've been climbing stairs the whole time," Song Yifei exclaimed in surprise.
Cheng Ai's stomach was growling with hunger, so she didn't bother to reply and hurriedly put away her origami cranes and rushed to the glass cabinet to exchange them for food.
"Sister Xiao Ai, wait for me!" Song Yifei shouted and quickly followed.
Wu Xu followed closely behind, while Hao Jian and Cheng Baoni strolled slowly at the back, hand in hand.
As for Zhong Zheyi, he didn't go into the restaurant immediately, but wandered around nearby.
Shouldn't the person who successfully passes through the laser beam be rewarded with a puppet? Where is the production team hiding?
Sure enough, he soon found a small box next to a flowerpot at the end of the corridor.
Just as Cheng Ai and the others finished exchanging their food and were about to start eating, they heard an announcement over the loudspeaker:
They all put down their chopsticks at the same time and ran out to find out what was going on.
Seeing Zhong Zheyi holding a green wooden puppet, jealousy welled up in her heart again.
Eat, eat, eat! All you ever think about is eating!
While ranking first in points may not bring any grand prizes, it is still a symbol of ability.
If you're lucky enough to be spotted by a director, wouldn't you be able to earn enough money?
Cheng Ai was unaware of their inner thoughts; she stared at Zhong Zheyi with envy.
The palm-sized puppet was dressed in a green tracksuit, wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, and was pretending to run. It looked absolutely cool.
Points and such are not important, but Cheng Ai usually likes to collect all sorts of little gadgets.
She has a huge storage box at Qingyun Temple, which is filled to the brim. Apart from the gifts given by her master, fellow disciples, and senior sisters, everything else is something she bought from trips down the mountain to the city.
When Cheng Ai first saw the puppet in room 201, she was so amazed that she couldn't take her eyes off it. However, since it was her first time recording a program, she was too shy to show it too obviously.
Now, with one beautiful puppet after another appearing before her eyes, her burgeoning possessiveness resurfaced.
After the show is finished, I must make Ye Jingke buy her a set!
Huh? Why did I suddenly think of him all of a sudden?
The last time I saw Ye Jingke, the murderous aura between his brows seemed to have dissipated considerably, but I still couldn't let my guard down.
The two talismans he kept were enough to hold out for a while...
On the other side, Ye Jingke, who was driving recklessly, felt his heart inexplicably pound.
He slammed on the brakes, his eyes fixed on a certain direction outside the window, his mind flashing back to Cheng Aiming's charming smile.
I wonder how she is now. There are evil spirits in the castle. Even if she knows mystical arts, there's no guarantee she won't get hurt.
He should put aside his work and accompany her to record the variety show!
Ai Ai, please be patient and wait a little longer. I'll be able to get to the castle by noon tomorrow.
The sudden stop startled Liao Yunqing in the passenger seat. He patted his chest and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing," Ye Jingke casually replied, starting the engine and continuing on his way.
Liao Yunqing was very dissatisfied with his answer and couldn't help but press for details, "We could have transferred flights, why did you insist on driving?"
Ye Jingke focused intently on the road conditions and explained calmly, "The nearest flight is at four in the morning, and I can't wait."
Liao Yunqing's grip on the seatbelt tightened suddenly, and a stiff smile forced onto her lips. "What's so good about Cheng Ai that makes you so unable to forget her?"
Ye Jingke narrowed his eyes slightly and uttered a low, magnetic voice from deep in his throat, "She is very special."
Liao Yunqing used even more force, his fingernails digging into the flesh, bleeding without him even noticing.
She had offered him countless beautiful women, from those just reaching adulthood to those in their sixties, but he had never shown any interest in any of them.
It's ironic that he suddenly says a female celebrity with so many flaws is special.
However, Liao Yunqing did not show any unusual emotions. He deliberately joked, "I rarely hear you praise people. When I meet Cheng Ai, I will definitely get to know her properly."
Ye Jingke glanced at him, a slight smile playing on his lips, a gentle look in his eyes. "Don't say anything carelessly later, she has a bad temper."
Liao Yunqing smiled but remained silent.
The camera pans back, and Cheng Ai's gaze is so intense that Zhong Zheyi instantly realizes her intentions.
He handed over the puppet and chuckled, "You were the one who led us through the laser beams, so this should rightfully be yours to keep."
Cheng Ai quickly took it, admired it for a moment, and then took out the yellow wooden puppet from her bedroom. "Shall we take pictures first, and then eat?"
Hao Jian and Cheng Baoni only wanted to eat and sleep at that moment. Upon hearing this, they didn't say a word and turned back to the restaurant.
Wu Xu was not in the mood and did not want to stay any longer.
Only Zhong Zheyi and Song Yifei remained to support her. They tacitly wanted Cheng Ai to pose for photos, but to their surprise, she picked up a camera and willingly became the photographer.
Without props, they used whatever was available.
Song Yifei replaced the book in the yellow puppet's hand with a plate of fried chicken, and Zhong Zheyi happened to have the sunglasses that the green puppet was wearing; the two photos were quickly taken.
Afterwards, the three of them had a meal together.
With plenty of points, every guest can enjoy the delicious food to their heart's content.
When Cheng Ai finished eating and drinking, took a shower, and lay in bed, it was already close to 2 a.m.
The rain was still falling, showing no signs of letting up, so she snuggled under the covers to go to sleep.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Cheng Ai frowned in displeasure, turned her head and growled, "Who is it?"
Wu Xu's aged voice came in, "Ai girl, I want to talk to you."
Cheng Ai covered her mouth and yawned widely, lazily refusing, "I'm so sleepy, let's do it another day."
The body and soul do not seem to be in harmony yet. Every time I use mystical arts, I consume a lot of mental energy, and the way to relieve fatigue is to sleep.