God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls!
Chapter 237 - 69. Win-Win...One loss?_3

Chapter 237: 69. Win-Win...One loss?_3

"You know, An Le... you’ve always been like this since we were kids..."

"Sorry... sorry, Xiao Huan..."

Yan Huan watched her pursing her lips and lowering her head, as if she thought he was blaming her, and he couldn’t help but let out a wry smile.

Even now, he just misunderstood her for intentionally using the modifier on him.

Indeed, he almost went crazy trying to solve the modifier issue.

An Le is just being An Le, like she always was.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan couldn’t help but smile and lifted his hand, intending to knock on her head.

But as An Le lifted her eyes and saw Yan Huan’s approaching palm, Little Thumb also loudly reminded,

"Opportunity, An Le! It’s now!"

"Ah... oh, right... right!"

An Le quickly caught on.

She awkwardly pretended to be shy and reached out her hand to prevent him from knocking her head.

In fact, her intention was to come into contact with Yan Huan’s palm!

A phantom snake tattoo then silently moved from An Le’s hand to Yan Huan without him noticing.

The next moment, An Le took a deep breath and gently grabbed Yan Huan’s wrist.

"Snap..."

With a gentle grip, Yan Huan looked at her shy expression and smiled slightly.

Just about to say something, a familiar sensation transmitted from his arm and zapped into his brain.

"?"

Yan Huan’s pupils slightly constricted, quickly activating Perfect Expression Management.

But beneath the mask, his expression was still somewhat incredulous.

An Le, are you really playing with fire?

On his shoulder, a phantom black cat appeared out of nowhere, baring its teeth at An Le, warning,

"Yan Huan, part of your Resistance has been shattered again!"

"I..."

Yan Huan was about to speak, but the next second, he miraculously felt the fatigue being chased away by the Pleasure filling his palm.

Hiss...

Is this even possible?

Yan Huan immediately gripped An Le’s hand back, causing An Le’s heart, already full of nervousness, to nearly leap out of her chest.

"Little... Little Thumb, Xiao Huan he... he he he..."

"Stay calm! Don’t panic! This is a normal phenomenon after using superpowers! This can make him like you, can’t it? If you’re not used to it now, just wait for someone else to get you used to it!!"

"Ah..."

Yan Huan gasped, letting the stimulation coming from An Le wash away the pain in his body.

It was as if that debuff had completely disappeared!

"Meow!"

Miao was initially very vigilant, but after taking a glance, it noticed that Yan Huan hadn’t let go.

So, it meowed at Yan Huan as a warning,

"Yan Huan, don’t let the modifier’s sugared bullets corrupt you, meow! This isn’t good for you or An Le..."

But as it spoke, Miao also remembered how Yan Huan, due to the curse, felt pain wherever he touched while bathing last night.

It opened its mouth, its tail curling behind, softening its tone a bit,

"... at least that’s the case in the long run, meow."

Yan Huan blinked, pondered for a moment, and gently let go of An Le’s hand.

Just as he released An Le, the pain immediately flared up again.

But this time, Yan Huan did not reach out again.

Beneath the mask of expression, he expressed regret mentally to Miao,

"I thought An Le’s modifier would solve the problem permanently, but it turned out to be only temporary."

Listening to Yan Huan’s somewhat disappointed voice, Miao, standing on his shoulder, said helplessly,

"If it could be a permanent solution, you wouldn’t really consider using the power of the modifier, would you?"

"Not ’using’, but ’critically utilizing’, Miao."

"..."

Miao did not speak, but huffed and gently bit Yan Huan.

Yan Huan was not annoyed, he just stretched his body, which seemed much relaxed, and looked at An Le who was blushing.

"Don’t be stubborn, for me, it alleviates the pain brought by the curse; for An Le, after all, it’s been a long time since we separated, this can also bring us closer, which is beneficial for me to collect more information about her modifier...

"For example, I now know that the modifier she’s using now has a different effect from the one she used at the comic convention... This effect is not only weaker but also very direct, seems to be activated through physical contact..."

While Yan Huan was still pondering, Miao’s somewhat trembling voice suddenly came,

"Yan Huan, you don’t think this is... a win-win situation, do you?"

"Win-win, perhaps..."

Yan Huan had originally thought that Miao was the type to solve the issue of modifier once and for all, to prevent him from potentially using it.

But the next second, he didn’t think so anymore.

Yes, Miao, known for being useless, knew it was useless and never interfered or misdirected his actions.

Moreover, at this moment, Miao’s tone carried seven parts of terror and three parts of despair...

Something must have happened!

Thinking this, Yan Huan suddenly noticed a slender shadow that had appeared on the table in front of him and An Le.

Was it a waiter bringing food?

The shy An Le also breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Yan Huan looking normal and even more relaxed.

So of course, she also immediately noticed that there seemed to be someone standing next to them.

A tall person.

Yan Huan and An Le turned their heads at the same time.

What they saw was an extremely beautiful young girl with long black hair like a waterfall.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her figure was well-proportioned.

Despite her beauty like a fairy, her face, as emotionless as a prelude to a blizzard, appeared so cold.

She stood quietly next to An Le and Yan Huan’s street-side table, as if she had been watching them for a while.

So most likely, had she witnessed the scene of Yan Huan and An Le shaking hands?

Yan Huan did not know, but from the corner of his eye, he saw, the phone in her hand, brightly lit facing her palm...

It was also at this moment that he understood why Miao had just spoken.

Win-win isn’t important.

It’s terrifying when win-win turns into a loss.

Yan Huan’s expression stiffened momentarily, and after remaining silent for a moment, he greeted the aloof girl next to him, who was staring at An Le with an inhuman gaze,

"Sister Shiyu..."

Hearing Yan Huan’s call, Ye Shiyu, like a murder doll, seemed to regain a bit of humanity.

Her expression visibly enlivened a bit and she also withdrew her gaze, turning to look at Yan Huan instead...

But for some reason, the phone screen in her hand remained strikingly bright.

The kind of brightness that glows purple.

"Xiao Huan."

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