Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Ji Fanyin brought the camera close up to one of the accessory boxes and asked, “What do you think is in there?”
Chen Yunsheng responded carefully, “The box looks flat… Is it bracelets?”
“Nope.”
“Necklace?”
Ji Fanyin tilted her phone downward and back up to emulate a nodding action. “You’re getting close.”
Chen Yunsheng spent another few more seconds in thoughts, trying to gather whatever little knowledge he knew about female accessories. “Princess necklace?” (It’s referring to the type of necklaces that rests nicely on the collar bone.)
Ji Fanyin’s lips curled up in interest. Deciding not to tease the young man anymore, she pried open the lid to show it to him.
Sitting in the box was a golden medal with a basketball inscribed on it.
The medal’s design wasn’t exactly aesthetically pleasing, but the feelings behind it were sincere. Thus, she chose to carefully stow it away.
There was a loud thud on the other side of the phone, as if something had been knocked over.
The screen spun around before finally halting on Chen Yunsheng, who was covering his face.
“Don’t get so agitated,” said Ji Fanyin as she closed the accessory box. “I’m just showing you that I’ve been keeping it well.”
Chen Yunsheng turned his phone away from him, not wanting to show his furiously blushing face. He murmured weakly in protest, “… This is unfair.”
Ji Fanyin chuckled softly before repeating her blessing, “Happy birthday.”
She found joy in teasing the youth, somewhat similar to how she would poke fun at Song Shiyu from time to time. It was just that the former was innocent fun whereas the former was fueled by her inner wicked streak.
Well, both are quite entertaining anyway.
The clock soon struck midnight, and the youth’s birthday came to an end. Ji Fanyin bade him farewell and hung up the video call. She returned to her laptop and noticed that she had already left the programmer hanging for ten minutes or so.
He asked: 【To summarize what you just said, you want to build a competitive bidding system on top of your current system, right?】
Ji F
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