Lin Jing blinked, her brain not quite catching up, and she let out an involuntary "Huh?"
As the sound left her lips, Lin Jing realized what he meant. She looked at him, her mouth opening and closing, "You... want to play games in my room?"
Sheng Kuang grunted in response. After a couple of seconds, he glanced at her, "Didn't you ask me to play games?"
Lin Jing: "........."
She had asked him to play games, but she hadn't asked him to come to her room to play games.
Lin Jing looked at Sheng Kuang, pondering for a moment, remembering what he had said to Qin Yu in the training room.
They had known each other for so long, and although he always called her "Little Boss," it had always been him asking her to play games. This was the first time she had actively sought him out, and it was because of Qin Yu.
If it hadn't been for Qin Yu, she probably wouldn't have dared to bother him, even if she wanted to play games with him.
Did his so-called being available at any time refer to more than just in-game?
Thinking of this, Lin Jing couldn't help but mutter, "Did you always serve your boss like this before?"
Sheng Kuang: "Huh?"
"You, when you used to guide bosses, was it like this too?" Lin Jing imagined him with a female boss, Sheng Kuang readily coming to her in person, her expression turning somewhat calm, her tone of voice losing its inflection, "Available at any time in reality."
Sheng Kuang: "......"
Lin Jing continued to build on her previous imagination.
Perhaps the times Sheng Kuang was available at any time were like now, at night, and in a bedroom...
She pursed her lips and watched him, unable to restrain herself, adding, "I don't think this kind of service is good, it's a bit like being..."
Realizing what she had said, Lin Jing tried to retract her words, but it was a bit late, only managing to stop one word that made little difference whether it was said or not.
The young man was clearly taken aback, perhaps having never been spoken to like this before.
Lin Jing was astonished at her own audacity in front of her idol, and she was also stunned.
The atmosphere became tense for three seconds, and Sheng Kuang let out a cold, humorless chuckle.
Lin Jing's heart pounded with fear. She warily watched Sheng Kuang, bracing herself for him to hit her, while secretly taking half a step back.
She was finished.
Her carefully maintained image of an innocent girl in front of her idol was completely ruined.
She had called her idol someone who was "selling themselves," and her idol would probably think she was a little black fan. Maybe her live stream management position would be revoked soon...
Just as Lin Jing was wondering if saying "I'm sorry" would still be effective, Sheng Kuang, who was standing in front of her, staring at her intently for a while, suddenly spoke, "I don't have other bosses."
Lin Jing looked up.
Sheng Kuang met her gaze, "Only you."
"......"
"Also, I wasn't intending to be available at any time in reality. It's just that you live next door to me, and I couldn't be bothered to use voice chat."
"......"
"Voice chat affects the game's sound effects. When scouting bushes with certain skills, if there's someone inside, the sound effects will be different."
"......"
So, she had been overthinking things.
So, she had been imagining too much.
Lin Jing felt like her toes could dig a basketball court out of sheer embarrassment.
The person wasn't readily available in reality; he just wanted a better gaming experience. His orientation wasn't towards women, and the gender she had imagined was also wrong...
Why had she imagined a woman?
Lin Jing was utterly speechless with herself and habitually raised her hand to hit her own head.
Her hand was halfway down when he raised his. She couldn't retract her movement in time and ended up slapping the back of his hand.
She had used quite a bit of force, and it made a rather loud sound.
Lin Jing: "......"
It was truly one problem after another.
Why did he raise his hand when she was hitting herself?
The atmosphere grew stiff again.
Lin Jing truly didn't know how to salvage the situation this time.
In her confusion, Sheng Kuang lowered his eyes and stared at the top of her fluffy head for a few seconds. After much hesitation, he finally lowered the hand that had been stopped before it landed on her head.
Lin Jing's neck stiffened.
Then, she distinctly felt him gently ruffle her hair.
The stiffness in Lin Jing's neck instantly spread throughout her entire body.
Sheng Kuang naturally withdrew his hand. Without waiting for her to tell him where to sit, he took the initiative to pull out the chair in front of her desk and sat down.
He took out his phone, tapped the screen a few times, and with a "timi," Lin Jing snapped back to reality.
Sheng Kuang entered the game and, while sending her a daily gift of "Rose of Affection" from his backpack, said, "Shall I create a room?"
Lin Jing, like a wooden doll, nodded, "...Oh."
Sheng Kuang created the room and waited for a while, seeing that she hadn't logged in yet, "Still not logged in?"
"Huh?" Lin Jing's gaze swept over Sheng Kuang's fingertips holding the phone, her earlobes turning red as she "Oh"ed again and grabbed her phone to log into the game.