Chapter 92
The mount, Qiu Chengye, who had just been slapped, was completely enraged. With a low roar, he charged straight toward Yu Jinzhe.
Like a raging bull, he slammed into them, sending Lai Bingxuan and Yu Jinzhe flying on the spot.
“Bing-Yu CP stepped out of bounds, eliminated!”
Lai Bingxuan shouted angrily, “Qiu Chengye, are you a truck or something!!”
[Our mount bro finally stood up for himself, alright]
[Qiu Chengye: The knife isn’t sharp, the horse’s too thin—what do you have to fight me with?]
[Seeing that Kitty bro’s mental state has become this beautiful, I feel reassured]
[LMAO is there seriously not a single normal person in this whole show]
Having successfully eliminated one pair, Qiu Chengye’s confidence skyrocketed, and his gaze instantly locked onto the other two groups.
Xiao Jingxi, carrying Xu Shuangrong, took two wary steps back, glaring at Qiu Chengye with caution.
But Xu Shuangrong suddenly suggested, “Want to team up?”
Qiu Chengye looked intrigued. “Oh?”
“Let’s take out the strongest group first.” Her gaze fell on Xie Mi and Shen Yanqing.
Xiao Jingxi narrowed his eyes as well.
Recalling last night’s incident, he still harbored hatred toward Shen Yanqing, so he tacitly accepted the proposal.
Only Liu Woxing hesitated. “Isn’t this kind of unfair?”
But Qiu Chengye ignored her hesitation and, without another word, launched another raging bull charge. “Go!”
Xiao Jingxi also charged right after.
Xu Shuangrong reached out, aiming for Xie Mi’s hat.
Xie Mi directly pulled a “Divine Dragon Shake,” spinning her head wildly like a windmill, making Xu Shuangrong grab at nothing several times in a row.
“Old Shen, sweep him!”
Shen Yanqing crouched smoothly, his long leg sweeping toward Xiao Jingxi’s feet.
Xie Mi shouted out the skill name: “Autumn Wind Sweeps the Fallen Leaves!”
Bang!
Xiao Jingxi was swept off his feet, crashing down with Xu Shuangrong. Both landed hard on their butts.
“Ah!” “Ah!”
“To actually use such despicable tactics,” Qiu Chengye cursed.
Xie Mi couldn’t help it. “Bro, you sent people flying just now, and you’re calling me out for being dirty?”
“Cut the crap!”
Clearly bearing a grudge, Qiu Chengye seized the chance to unleash his fury on Xie Mi through the game.
But Xie Mi wasn’t easy prey. Her gaze drifted downward, settling under Qiu Chengye.
“Old Shen, slide tackle!”
As a mount, Shen Yanqing was absolutely qualified—his greatest advantage was that even while carrying Xie Mi, his mobility wasn’t hindered.
[After ‘Autumn Wind Sweeps the Fallen Leaves,’ now he’s pulling off a slide tackle. Old Shen’s lower body is so steady!]
[So steady and so powerful!]
[You guys won’t say it? Fine, I won’t say it either.]
As Shen Yanqing performed a perfect slide tackle, the others hadn’t yet grasped the gravity of the situation.
Until—at that exact moment—Xie Mi nimbly reached out and yanked Qiu Chengye’s belt!
Click. Shhh—!
The crisp snap of the buckle opening, followed by the silky smooth sound of the belt being pulled free.
It all happened so fast that even our culprit, Qiu Chengye, didn’t realize what had occurred.
He charged at Xie Mi with arrogance, but the moment he took a stride—
Shhh!
His pants dropped. He tripped and fell hard on the spot.
“Ahhh—!”
Along with Qiu Chengye’s scream came the shrieks of female guests and staff.
So red. So fiery.
Qiu Chengye’s flaming-red, skin-tight briefs.
Seizing the dazed silence, Xie Mi swung the belt and lashed it across Xiao Jingxi’s big chest muscles.
Smack!
The pain made Xiao Jingxi let go instantly.
Xu Shuangrong, losing support, reflexively clung to Xiao Jingxi’s neck. He was yanked back so hard his head tilted violently, eyes rolling white.
He frantically slapped at her hand, face suffocating. “Let go, let go, let go—!”
The staff on-site were all dumbfounded.
After a brief stunned silence, the livestream comments exploded.
[Qiu Chengye actually wears briefs—tight ones!!]
[My mom smacked my phone out of my hand, insisting I was watching porn]
[Why the hell did she whip Xiao Jingxi’s chest muscles though hahahahaha I’m dying]
[Actor Xiao Jingxi’s about to be strangled to death!!]
[Qiu Chengye lost face, Xiao Jingxi almost lost his life]
[Such a smooth combo, truly worthy of Xie-Mi-Kills-the-Donkey]
[At this moment, the Bing-Yu group must be feeling grateful they got eliminated early]
Xie Mi giggled.
But then Director Niu’s voice rang out from off-screen: “Xie Mi’s hat has fallen, Xie-Mi-Kills-the-Donkey group is eliminated!”
Xie Mi stopped giggling.
She turned and realized—ah, she’d gotten too carried away whipping Xiao Jingxi, swung too hard, and flung her own hat off.
Thus, the strangest elimination yet was born.
[Xie. Trash but loves to mess around. Mi]
[HAHA serves you right, Old Xie, laughing too hard leads to crying]
[Sister Xie Mi’s got the moves, but not much foresight]
In the end, utterly humiliated, Qiu Chengye once again flew into a rage. Right on the spot, he rammed Xiao Jingxi and Xu Shuangrong, knocking them out and seizing the win.
First round points:
Xing-Cheng group: 4 points
Xiao-Rong group: 3 points
Xie-Mi-Kills-the-Donkey group: 2 points
Bing-Yu group: 1 point
“Second game: Blindfolded Tag, Couple Edition!”
Once again, in the same circle field, the four pairs drew lots to decide the “ghost” pair. The ghosts had to be blindfolded and tag the others.
Whoever was touched was eliminated.
Since it was the couple edition, all pairs had to hold hands the entire time—letting go counted as elimination too.
This time, Yu Jinzhe and Lai Bingxuan drew the ghost role.
“Teacher Xie.”
Shen Yanqing extended his hand, lips curved in a playful arc. “Come.”
“Come.”
Xie Mi slapped her palm against his, their fingers interlacing. Warmth passed between their hands.
“In a bit, we should stick to the edges as much as possible. Since their eyes are covered, they won’t have a sense of the field’s size. Staying near the edges makes it harder for them to catch us…”
She rattled off strategy at length, while Shen Yanqing’s gaze lingered on their clasped hands, the smile in his eyes deepening.
His fingertips pressed slightly tighter, holding her soft hand more firmly.
“Fifteen-minute limit. Game start!”
[Bing-Yu group revenge arc—let the hunt begin!]
[Little brother Jinzhe, charge! Mama’s rooting for you!]
[Sister Lai, charge! Sister Lai, charge!!]
[Xie-Mi-Kills-the-Donkey, charge! My CP cannot lose!]
[Reunion CP, let’s go! As the first pair I ever shipped, you guys must win!]
[Xing-Cheng group… sigh, forget it. Qiu Chenye bro, do whatever you want]
As the first pair eliminated last round, the Bing-Yu group had plenty of pent-up anger.
At Director Niu’s shout, they charged out without hesitation, flailing about in blind pursuit.
The nearest, Xiao-Rong group, was in serious danger. Neither dared to make a sound. They crouched low, inching away as quietly as possible.
Xie Mi, watching the drama, suddenly saw Qiu Chengye lob a stone toward her.
Hearing the sound, Yu Jinzhe immediately turned his blindfolded head in her direction.
Xie Mi: “?”
Looking back, she saw Qiu Chengye sneer, clearly still holding a grudge from the previous round.
As Yu Jinzhe and Lai Bingxuan fumbled toward them, Shen Yanqing tugged Xie Mi away to a new position.
Just as they settled, Qiu Chengye tossed another stone.
Xie Mi: “?”
What is this guy, a catapult?
