[Two male leads, one-on-one romance, both pure, infinite-flow, mild horror] When other people enter an infinite-flow instance, they either stick together for comfort or fall to their knees and beg for mercy.
Pei Jingyan is different. His go-to strategy is “baiting the trap and catching the fish.”
Instance boss: Why isn’t this player following the script?
Other players: Is he planning to take us out along with the boss?
Wen Shiqing adjusted his glasses and smiled gently. “Don’t panic. He’s just giving me an opening.”
Later, the entire instance collapsed, and even the rules were screaming for help.
Pei Jingyan raised an eyebrow. “My fault? Your instance just couldn’t resist the bait.”
Wen Shiqing calmly wiped his glasses. “Mm. I’ll handle the cleanup, then take the fish we caught home with me.”
Pei Jingyan smiled politely. “So you’re only fishing for fish? What about people, ”
Wen Shiqing raised a hand and pinned him lightly against the wall. His breath turned low, his voice alluringly deep. “Fish aren’t that easy to catch. I merely… cast out a long line and waited for you to swim over on your own.”
