Why is the system taking my request to photograph a cosplayer seriously?

Chapter 41: Little Lucky Star? A Kitten?

Inviting one person is the same as inviting several.

With only half a month left of summer vacation, and everyone about to go their separate ways to university, this is a good opportunity to get together.

Ding Heng simply declared, "Let's go to Haidilao tonight, call them all out, it's on me."

Xie Baoyang exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap!? When did you become so rich?"

Ding Heng was too lazy to explain and said dismissively, "Stop talking nonsense, isn't it good that someone's treating? Hurry up and call some people."

The two stayed at the internet cafe until nearly evening. Xie Baoyang started making announcements in the brothers' group chat, while Ding Heng opened Zhao Yanxi's WeChat account.

[Ding Heng]: I'm having dinner with some friends tonight at Haidilao. Would you and Wenjing like to join us?

[Lucky Zhao]: Xiao Jing and I are both going? [Kitten peeking out.jpg]

[Ding Heng]: You don't have to come, but Wenjing absolutely has to. [doge emoji]

This was said half jokingly and half seriously.

If Wenjing doesn't come, he won't be able to legitimately convert his "sacred achievements" into real consumption.

If he hires a whole bunch of people to eat at Haidilao on his own, his wallet will go through a lot...

【Lucky Zhao】: [Cat is super furious.jpg] Ding Heng, what do you mean by this?!

[Ding Heng]: Just kidding, just kidding... Don't worry, now all my friends treat you like family. If you don't come, I'll have a hard time explaining myself.

[Lucky Little Zhao]: That's more like it [smug little cat.jpg]

[Lucky Zhao]: How should I tell Xiao Jing?

[Ding Heng]: Just telling the truth.

[Fortune Teller Zhao]: When I was your "girlfriend," weren't you afraid she would feel uncomfortable?

[Ding Heng]: I'm more afraid that you'll feel uncomfortable.

【Lucky Zhao】: [Kitten turns its head and meows.jpg]

After ending their conversation, Ding Heng and Xie Baoyang prepared to leave the internet cafe.

As Xie Baoyang passed the front desk, he paused, a hint of hesitation flashing across his face, but he eventually approached and asked in a flattering tone.

"Yaoyao, let's go out for hot pot tonight. You're about to get off work, do you...want to come along?"

Yao Yao, the network administrator who was organizing the snack shelves, turned her head to look at Xie Baoyang, her eyes expressionless, and she was about to refuse him.

But after a moment's hesitation, she asked instead, "Where are you going to eat?"

Xie Baoyang's eyes lit up, thinking there was a chance, and he was about to say "Haidilao" when Ding Heng quickly stepped forward and interrupted him.

"That new place that just opened on the next street, it's a 35 yuan all-you-can-eat mala tang (spicy hot pot) place. It's alright, wanna go?"

A hint of disdain flashed across Yao Yao's eyes, but she quickly masked it with an even brighter smile.

"Oh, that place... I won't go, I have some things to do tonight. Hope you enjoy your meal!"

"Okay, then next time."

Ding Heng nodded, then pulled Xie Baoyang out of the internet cafe.

Once outside, Xie Baoyang couldn't help but ask, "Weren't we going to eat Haidilao? How come it's become a mala tang buffet?"

Ding Heng released his grip, giving him a disappointed look: "You still don't understand? If I had mentioned Haidilao, believe me, she would have nodded immediately, and might even have brought two of her girlfriends to 'have some fun'?"

Xie Baoyang instinctively wanted to refute, "Yaoyao isn't that kind of person," but the words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't keep lying to himself. He just felt even more depressed.

The two went to a nearby Haidilao restaurant, booked a private room, and ordered food.

Before long, the classmates who had eaten barbecue together last time arrived one after another, many of them in pairs, which made Xie Baoyang envious.

I vowed to end my virginity after the college entrance exam, but I still haven't even held a girl's hand...

As it approached seven o'clock, the door to the private room was pushed open, and Zhao Yanxi arrived late.

She clearly went back to the hotel first and made a point of changing her clothes.

Her purple high ponytail was neatly tied back, and a black baseball cap covered a few stray hairs, revealing her smooth forehead.

Her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, and her carefully drawn eyeliner was slightly upturned, giving her a cool and nonchalant vibe.

Metal earrings, a collarbone chain, and several thin chains on her wrist shimmered with her movements.

She wore a fitted printed T-shirt that accentuated her near-perfect bust-waist ratio, with her curves subtly revealed.

Beneath the simple denim shorts, her porcelain-white thighs shimmered with a delicate glow, while black mid-calf socks encased her calves, paired with a pair of black and white Air Jordans, making her legs appear even longer.

She looked like a cool girl straight out of a trendy comic book, both edgy and eye-catching, immediately drawing everyone's attention as soon as she entered.

Ding Heng's eyes lit up, and he looked behind Zhao Yanxi, but he didn't see the timid and cute little rabbit.

Zhao Yanxi naturally sat down in the empty seat next to Ding Heng, picked up a damp towel to wipe her hands, and greeted him warmly: "Hello everyone, we meet again."

Everyone responded one by one, occasionally calling out "sister-in-law" or "brother's wife" in a playful way.

Ding Heng turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Where's Wenjing?"

Zhao Yanxi pouted, but still mindful of the occasion, she didn't embarrass Ding Heng and muttered in a volume only the two of them could hear.

"Xiaojing's younger sister, Wenshu, came to Changsha. She arrived an hour ago. Xiaojing plans to show her around by herself, so she asked me to let you know."

Ding Heng's heart skipped a beat.

If Wenjing doesn't come, he'll have to pay for the meal himself.

University hasn't even started yet, how are we supposed to get through this?

Seeing that Ding Heng looked a little pale, Zhao Yanxi couldn't help but tease him in a low voice, "Without Xiao Jing, Brother Ding Heng, you won't even be able to eat, will you?"

Ding Heng adjusted his mindset and replied, "How could that be? Having you is enough."

"Really?"

"Here, try some of my freshly cooked tripe."

Zhao Yanxi gave Ding Heng a resentful look, but in the end she obediently opened her mouth to accept being fed.

Their intimate interaction sparked another round of laughter from the crowd.

Zhao Yanxi was not a coy person to begin with, and even if she was jealous, she could quickly adjust her state. In addition, they had drunk together before, so the atmosphere quickly warmed up.

The meal was a pleasure for both the host and guests.

However, every time the waiter added more dishes, Ding Heng would silently calculate how much more money was being spent.

Finally, it was time to pay the bill.

Ding Heng stood up and walked to the front of the stage with the feeling of "a hero cutting off his own arm".

The waitress had a warm and sweet smile, but the numbers she quoted were incredibly cold.

"Hello sir, the total cost is..."

Ding Heng was on the verge of tears. He had just taken out his phone to pay when he heard the waiter talking again.

"By the way, sir, our store has a small promotion going on recently. You can try your luck at getting a 'ten-second free order'."

Press this timer button, and if you release it exactly at ten seconds, your purchase will be completely free!

Ding Heng's eyes lit up. Was there really such a good thing?

He glanced at the countdown button to the side, where the numbers on the screen jumped to four decimal places.

For ordinary people, timing it precisely at 10.0000 seconds is virtually impossible; it's purely a promotional gimmick.

Unfortunately, Ding Heng is no longer an ordinary person.

He had intended to start fighting directly, but then his mind changed. He stopped what he was doing, turned around, and beckoned to Zhao Yanxi: "Yanxi, come here for a second."

Zhao Yanxi walked over, puzzled. "What?"

"You press this."

"Me! Why?"

"Because you are my lucky star!"

During the meal, Ding Heng could tell that although Zhao Yanxi appeared cheerful and gave him plenty of face, she was actually quite friendly.

But she was still jealous of Wenjing, so she took this opportunity to coax her again.

Zhao Yanxi wasn't bothered by Ding Heng's mushy gestures at all, and cutely pouted.

"Then you can't avoid paying, so don't blame me."

"How could that be!"

Ding Heng spoke with certainty.

Zhao Yanxi shrugged, stretched out her right hand, her slender white fingers hovering above the red button, about to press it, when Ding Heng suddenly came to her side and behind, making a half-hug, half-embrace gesture.

His rough, large hands covered Zhao Yanxi's soft, fragrant little hands, gently caressing the girl's delicate, smooth skin.

Zhao Yanxi's body trembled slightly, and a thin blush quickly rose to her face.

She didn't pull her hand away, nor did she ask any questions. She simply let Ding Heng hold it and gently press the button.

The "True Sight Eye" quietly activated, and ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye. The number on the timer remained steadily at 10.0000.

Wow! That's awesome!

"My sister-in-law has amazing skills!"

"It's really free!?"

"I should have ordered two more plates of beef!"

Cheers erupted from all around.

Ding Heng released his hand, but did not immediately back away. Instead, he lowered his head slightly in this close position, his warm breath brushing against Zhao Yanxi's reddened earlobe.

"Am I right, little lucky star?"

Zhao Yanxi's ears turned even redder, and the jealousy and petty emotions she felt completely vanished under the influence of this sudden "good luck".

"Hmph~"

She leaned back slightly, naturally relaxing into Ding Heng's arms, and hummed softly in a charming voice.

Like a kitten whose fur has finally been stroked and whose claws have been tucked in.