Chapter 236 Female Simp in Farming Variety Show (44)

Chapter 236: Female Simp in Farming Variety Show (44)

As the live chat watched, Feng Xingzhou was the one who took the bouquet first.

"Give it to me." Feng Xingzhou spoke calmly, as if it were the most natural thing.

"The vase is over there."

Following his gaze, there was indeed a large vase on the dining table in the front hall...

"Something feels off here… What’s Grand Film Emperor’s deal?"

"I expected Tang Qing to be blushing and flustered, but Deity ended up taking the flowers."

"Hold up—why’s Deity acting like he owns the place?"

……

Not only did the viewers sense something off, but the on-site guests also felt the atmosphere was peculiar.

From the moment Feng Xingzhou took the 'Starry Sky' bouquet, all the sizzling tension from earlier just evaporated.

Amid the awkwardness, Fu Hui was the first to speak up. "The flowers really are beautiful, huh!"

"Glad you’re happy with them."

Though his rhythm had been interrupted by Feng Xingzhou, Nan Gongjing maintained his smile—only now, it had gone a little frosty.

Since it had been a while since the guests last met, the dinner lasted until 10:30 p.m.

Just when no one wanted to call it a night, Feng Xingzhou noticed the fatigue on Tang Qing’s face and said, "We should wrap things up. We have new tasks to record tomorrow."

"I’ll handle the dishes."

The moment he spoke, the tipsy mood snapped back to reality. Ye Yunyun widened her eyes in surprise. "Huh? You’re doing them?"

Since when did Grand Film Emperor lift a finger?

"Let’s all help out." Not wanting to leave Tang Qing with the mess, Ye Yunyun jumped in, carrying plates toward the kitchen. "Hey, Tang Qing, do you separate your trash?"

"Do you have a compost bin liner here?"

Feng Xingzhou: "First drawer on the left."

Without a second thought, Ye Yunyun opened the drawer and indeed found the trash bags she needed.

"Hey, where’s the dish soap?"

Again, Feng Xingzhou answered, "Under the sink."

"Green bottle."

It wasn’t until Ye Yunyun grabbed the green dish soap that it hit her—something wasn’t right…

Way too familiar.

They were all just guests on the same show, but Feng Xingzhou today…

Knew this place inside out—he didn’t even hesitate before rattling off where everything was!

This feeling... it's as if this is his home.

Ye Yunyun turned back in a daze, seeing Feng Xingzhou tying an apron and wiping the table. "Film Emperor Feng?"

"Yeah?"

"How come you know Tang Qing's kitchen so well?"

Feng Xingzhou paused for just a second before quickly resuming his usual expression. Coolly, he replied, "I've cooked in the kitchen before."

Seriously?

Skeptical, Ye Yunyun couldn’t recall when Film Emperor Feng had ever spent time in the kitchen.

"Am I the only one who thinks Deity is acting so weird today, watching the livestream till now?"

"Same! Ye Yunyun just asked what I wanted to ask—the dissonance is way too strong."

"Today I learned that Deity is actually a domestic guy..."

As they chatted, and the lights in the cottage turned off one by one, today's livestream came to an end.

Viewers in the chat were saying goodnight to each other when suddenly—the screen went completely black!

Ye Yunyun was also stunned. One second she was washing dishes, the next—everything went dark!

"Power outage?" she muttered, instinctively reaching for a flashlight.

Feng Xingzhou's voice piped up again, "Above the fridge."

...

That weird feeling was back!

He's only cooked here a few times—how does he even know where the flashlight is?

It's like... he's the one who put everything in the kitchen in its place...

Just as she was about to ask more, Ye Yunyun suddenly heard Tang Qing’s hurried footsteps. "Where’s Nan Gongjing?"

"Huh?"

"Nan Gongjing?"

Shining the flashlight around, Ye Yunyun finally got a clear look at Tang Qing. She must have rushed downstairs in a hurry, just threw on a coat. Probably because of the blackout—she hadn’t even buttoned her coat...

Tang Qing? What's the rush?

"I don’t know, earlier... he went back to his room?" Ye Yunyun tried to recall. Hadn’t she seen Nan Gongjing go upstairs earlier?

"Got it."

Without another word to Ye Yunyun, Tang Qing turned and left.

"Why the rush..."

The system in her head watched Tang Qing’s rush with confusion, chiming in, "Didn’t I tell you? Nan Gongjing caused the blackout."

Exactly.

The moment the power went out, the system notified Tang Qing that it was Nan Gongjing himself... who flipped the switch.

"Even though we know it's a trap..." The system was still grumbling when Tang Qing arrived at Nan Gongjing's door.

"You're right..."

"It is indeed a trap. He wants my concern, and I want his Love Points."

"Might as well play along."

Pushing the door open, Tang Qing had already put on a look of urgent concern. "Nan Gongjing, are you okay?"

In the faint moonlight, Tang Qing spotted Nan Gongjing by the window.

His tall figure was curled up in the corner. As Tang Qing approached, she could even sense his shallow breathing. "It's you..."

He spoke, his tone not as collected as it had been during the day, now laced with weakness. "The power's out, isn't it?"

"It's been too long since I've been back. The nightlight in the room ran out of power."

"Tang Qing... could you give me some support?" The abrupt request, given Nan Gongjing's current fragility, suddenly seemed understandable.

Tang Qing reached out, but before she could exert any effort, Nan Gongjing was already leaning heavily on her shoulder.

The fox spirit was still performing. "Sorry, I can't quite stand steady."

Leaning close to Tang Qing's neck, Nan Gongjing's breath was light, each word he exhaled warm and tinged with a subtle tickle.

Tang Qing tilted her head slightly, feeling something brush lightly against the back of her ear.

It was Nan Gongjing's lips.

No one spoke. Only the lingering sensation reminded them of what had just happened.

In the silence, Tang Qing could hear Nan Gongjing's heartbeat...

"Tch tch, truly a male Daji (a legendary fox spirit)," the system quietly commented. "Clearly playing you!"

Had they not known beforehand that this man had pulled the switch himself, they might have been moved by his performance.

"Feeling better now?"

After about a minute, Tang Qing finally spoke. "Here, let's get you seated."

Her eyes had adjusted to the darkness by now, allowing her to roughly locate the chair in the room.

"Mmm, thank you."

The fox spirit spoke, that sickly sweet warmth returning. "Tang Qing, whenever this happens..."

"It's always you."

Without turning around, Tang Qing could feel Nan Gongjing's burning gaze fixed on her.