Reborn to Make Games: My Girlfriend is a Game Streamer

Chapter 120 So, how did I look just now...?

The car continued driving, and Jiang Yiting kept whispering in Chen Bainian's ear. Chen Bainian just went along with it, making sure that no one responded to her words.

"The baby crabs that were served tonight were pretty good, but they tasted about the same as the ones my aunt and uncle sent last time."

"Yes, Rongfu's blue crabs are mostly sourced from Haimen. For such a large store, the selection of ingredients must be top-notch."

"No wonder."

"And that braised yellow croaker is also quite delicious, hehe, I think it tastes better than your seafood."

"If I had this skill, I would have opened a restaurant too," Chen Bainian said with a wry smile.

"That's such a pity. The domestic game industry will lose a very talented producer." Jiang Yiting said with a regretful tone. "But little brother, I think I'm growing to like your Zhang'an cuisine more and more. Although it's not spicy or heavy, it's still pretty good."

"The Rong Mansion can only be considered a high-end representative of our Lin'an cuisine. We also have many other delicious snacks. I remember seeing quite a few when I went to the market in my town during junior high school. When we come to Zhang'an, I'll take you to try them."

"It's a deal then, pinky promise." Jiang Yiting extended her right hand and raised her little finger.

Chen Bainian smiled as he looked at her childish appearance and hooked his left little finger on her finger.

"Pinky promise, a hundred years from now."

As he watched the simple contract being formed, Chen Bainian suddenly had an idea and tentatively asked, "Well, I'm going back in June, so why don't you—"

"Stop." Jiang Yiting immediately raised her hand to interrupt him, then muttered under her breath, "Too early—"

As for what was too early, both of them knew perfectly well, but neither of them said it out loud.

Jiang Yiting then changed the subject: "Little brother, tell me, what delicious snacks does Zhang'an have?" "Snacks, like shrimp balls and wheat shrimp—"

As the two were quietly discussing their hometown cuisine, the car slowly drove into the Mingchun Garden residential area.

It came to a stop at the entrance of the apartment building.

Chen Bainian helped Jiang Yiting out of the car, slowly walked into the apartment building, and took the elevator.

The elevator doors closed, leaving only the two of them in the cramped space.

Jiang Yiting leaned against him and suddenly spoke, "Little brother."

"Um?"

Are you happy tonight?

Chen Bainian turned his head to look at her.

Jiang Yiting's face still had a slight flush from the alcohol, but her eyes were bright as she stared at him, waiting for his answer.

"I'm happy," he said.

Jiang Yiting smiled slightly but didn't say anything more.

As the elevator ascended, Chen Bainian stared at the floor display numbers changing repeatedly, his mind still on her question from earlier.

When I'm with her, it seems like I'm rarely unhappy.

When we reached the twelfth floor, a "ding" sounded and the elevator doors opened.

Chen Bainian helped her out of the elevator and to the door of 1202. He took out his key and opened the door.

Jiang Yiting kicked off her shoes, put on slippers, and sauntered toward the bathroom.

Chen Bainian changed his shoes, then casually arranged hers before following him inside.

Remembering how she had stayed by his side all night when he was drunk last time, Chen Bainian hesitated for a moment.

He glanced at the sofa in the living room, mustered his courage, and said, "Tingting, I'll take care of you here tonight."

He then immediately added, "I'll sleep on the sofa, I won't go inside. Call me if you need anything."

There was a two-second silence on the other end, then a voice said, "Okay."

The bathroom door was open, and Chen Bainian went over to see that she had already started removing her makeup.

"Sister Yun said this makeup can last for eight hours, but I think that's a bit doubtful—" she muttered to herself.

"And these eyelashes, applying eyelashes is such a hassle, I'm so envious of your eyelashes."

"Also, this eyeliner, my hand trembled several times while I was applying it, thankfully the lighting was dim at night —"

Chen Bainian couldn't help but smile as he listened.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing."

"You definitely laughed." Jiang Yiting glared at him through the mirror, but her tone clearly didn't indicate any anger.

She ignored him and simply scooped up a handful of water.

However, the top button of her shirt was already undone, and it came undone as she bent over.

Chen Bainian immediately saw a patch of fair skin in the mirror.

He hurriedly turned his gaze away.

The moment my gaze shifted away, it inadvertently swept over a certain corner again.

There lay there, her clothes that she hadn't yet put away after showering that afternoon.

Chen Bainian quickly turned around.

The tactile shock in the car just now, and now the two visual shocks in the midst of the panic.

It struck his nerves so unexpectedly.

His heart began to beat faster than usual, and his blood rushed to his head without him even realizing it.

He turned his back to the sink and took a deep breath.

My mind was a mess, and those images started popping up uncontrollably.

He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to tell himself: She's drunk. Sober up, Chen Bainian, you can't let her down!

Jiang Yiting washed her face with cold water, which sobered her up a bit, but her voice was still a little unsteady: "Little brother, did I drink too much tonight?"

"It's alright," Chen Bainian said with his back to her, his voice surprisingly hoarse. "Much better than last time."

Jiang Yiting paused for a moment upon hearing his voice, then turned to look at his retreating figure: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Chen Bainian replied softly.

"Drank too much? You only had two small sips, right?" Jiang Yiting curiously wandered over to him.

"No," Chen Bainian replied briefly, his eyes still closed.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yiting suddenly became anxious. "Open your eyes and tell me where it hurts. If it doesn't, we'll go see a doctor."

As she spoke, she took his hand.

Chen Bainian froze for a moment before reluctantly opening his eyes.

He looked at the concerned face before him, gave a wry smile, and managed to say, "Sister, why didn't you tell me about something this important sooner?"

Jiang Yiting was stunned upon hearing this.

Why didn't you say something this big earlier?

She subconsciously glanced down at herself.

The top button of the navy blue shirt was already undone.

When I bent down to scoop up water just now, my collar was open, and it seemed like—

Jiang Yiting suddenly realized what was happening.

Her face flushed instantly, turning red from her ears to her neck.

"You—" Jiang Yiting stared at him with wide eyes, wanting to say something, but the words caught in her throat.

Chen Bainian looked away, his voice still a little hoarse: "I didn't mean to."

Jiang Yiting stood there, her mind a jumbled mess.

The effects of the alcohol hadn't completely worn off, and now with this added incident, I felt a bit lightheaded.

He clearly saw something he shouldn't have, so why does it seem like she's in the wrong now?