Zhuo Lan strode back to his desk and sat down.
Once he calmed down, he processed what just happened, and a faint voice appeared without a reason.
He and Dead of Night have been sticky sweet to each other for several months, so he knew very well the other man’s tone and the way he messaged.
The voice that came to life whispered, the person behind this assassin account did not quite feel like Dead of Night himself.
He was torn between following his doubts and brushing it off as his paranoid thinking.
Since it was not like they have known each other for years, only a few months.
On the other hand, Yang Juan could reply now that he regained control of his keyboard.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Sorry about that, that was my friend just now.]
Not interested in that friend of his, Night Ferry urged once more.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Hurry up and complete the trade, then we will go to the clinic afterwards.]
Yang Juan picked on his keycap for two seconds.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: How much is this? I will pay you.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Do you think I am poor?]
Instinctively sensing that the other party was slightly unhappy, Yang Juan typed a quick response.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: I do not.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Are you not angry and want me to coax you? Or do you think that this gift is too lowly and not good enough to please you?]
Feeling shocked at the accusation, he looked down on his keyboard to type out his reply, blushing as he did so.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: That was not me, that was my friend putting words into my mouth.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Are you a girl or not? Being dilly-dallying with a free gift.]
Yang Juan froze straight away.
Almost the next second, he clicked accept.
Then he replied seriously. Because he was too nervous while typing, he typed out an extra comma, but he noticed it only after he had sent the message.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Of course I, am a girl.]
Night Ferry only thought the sentence was oddly structured without dwelling much on it.
His intuition and rich experience in identifying fake female accounts told him that Sheep Curls was in fact, a female college student.
To be more frank, based on the tone and messaging style, Sprig and Willow were more like men playing female accounts more than Sheep Curls.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: What are you nervous about? I did not say you were not either.]
The warmth on Yang Juan’s face did not fade, instead, it intensified.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: II am not nervous.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: …]
This little spy is somewhat foolishly cute.
He took the initiative to change the subject.
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[(Friend) Night Ferry: So, are you angry now that you received a gift? Do you feel happier?]
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[(Friend) Night Ferry: Are you still angry?]
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[(Friend) Sheep Curls: No angry.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Are you happy?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: I am happy.]
The little spy was very easy to coax.
Night Ferry felt better now as he controlled his assassin and used the [head pat] gesture, stroking the dancer’s head in the game.
The camera suddenly zoomed in, showing the assassin in black raised his hand and put it on top of the dancer in front of him, stroking in an almost ruffling manner.
The dancer’s head drooped slightly, and her long and curly eyelashes fluttered shyly, and her beautiful round apricot eyes curled gently.
Yang Juan’s eyelashes fluttered as well.
For some reason, he felt as if the person getting the head pat was not the character in the game, but himself.
Night Ferry took him to the clinic in Luoyang City.
The old physician provided a new clue. A few days ago, a senior from the Zhao Family picked up an injured young man and asked the old physician to pay a visit.
So they left the clinic and walked to the nearby Zhao Mansion on foot.
Night Ferry wanted Yang Juan to equip the little fox accessory, so he did.
Every step the long-haired dancer in plain white dress took, the little red fox accessory at her waist shook along.
After taking a couple of glances at it, Night Ferry still felt dissatisfied.
At the gate of Zhao Manion, Yang Juan went into the building to locate the NPC himself, while Night Ferry waited outside.
The black-clad assassin crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, staring at the passing players.
Then, a loli bard and a pretty swordsman walked through the street hand in hand. A white fluffy sheep doll was resting on top of the former’s head.
Night Ferry stopped his wandering gaze, and walked over to stop the two players.
[(Local) Night Ferry: Hello, where can I buy this Wooly Sheep Doll you have?]
The bard player was more than happy to answer his question.
[(Local) Mahou Shoujo Xiao Li: At the marketplace, it is an accessory that was released last month.]
After thanking her, Night Ferry opened the marketplace window.
The things sold in the marketplace are different from stalls set up in the city, as the marketplace is priced with real money.
He exited out of this month’s recommendation and went to last-month’s section, where he found the Wooly Sheep Doll.
The doll was not expensive, with prices fluctuating around two hundreds.
He purchased one.
When Yang Juan came out after checking up on Elder Zhao, he saw Night Ferry leaning against the wall outside the entrance, still in the same posture as before, but with a fluffy sheep on his shoulder.
He stopped his character and could not resist checking out the adorable sheep a couple of times.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Cute?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Very cute.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Do you want it?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: No, I already have the little fox.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: I will exchange this sheep for your fox.]
Yang Juan was confused.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Why do you want to exchange? You do not like this little sheep?]
Night Ferry was teasing the dancer with a mean intention.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Little Sheep? Which Little Sheep are you talking about? The little sheep on my shoulder, or Little Sheep in front of me?]
Yang Juan picked on his keycaps and stopped typing.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: My sheep doll is more expensive than your fox. Now with regret, I only want the fox back.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: To exchange or not to exchange, Little Sheep?]
Yang Juan ended up exchanging the accessories with him.
The Wooly Sheep Doll made its home on Yang Juan’s shoulder, while Night Ferry stored the fox accessory back into his inventory.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Thank you.]
Night Ferry raised an eyebrow with interest.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: That’s it?]
Yang Juan pondered for a moment and added another message.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Night-gege.]
But that did not make Night Ferry any happier.
It sounded fine a few days ago, but hearing it now, he felt that this address made it sound like the dancer was calling someone else.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Take out the first word.]
Yang Juan obediently removed the night word.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Gege.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: You will address me by that from now on.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Oh.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: You must also equip the doll at all times, you are not allowed to take it off while I am away.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Oh.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Give me your QQ and YY information, I will invite you into the guild group and channel.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Oh.]
After reflexively typing the message, Yang Juan suddenly remembered that he did not have a YY account, and his QQ profile’s gender was male.
He never told the other party that he did not have a YY account, so he nervously stood up from his desk and turned to Zhuo Lan for help, who was running an instance dungeon. “Zhuo Lan, what should I do? He asked for my QQ account.”
Seeing no reply from the dancer, Night Ferry did not urge.
Under normal circumstances, it was unlikely for new players who never join guild to have a YY account.
The little spy did not even notice that she exposed herself.
With nothing else to do, he even began to worry for Sheep Curls, and what would happen to her if she was to return to her guild after failing her mission.
Those running the instance dungeons with Zhuo Lan were all friends, so he just told them something came up and he needed to afk real quick, then he abandoned his mouse and keyboard to help Yang Juang set up a QQ and YY account.
They definitely could not use Yang Juan’s original account, so Zhuo Lan helped him register two new accounts, with Sheep Curls as username, female gender and age nineteen.
“I told the guild that I am a first-year college student.” Zhuo Lan cautioned him, “So do not expose me.”
Yang Juan nodded and sent the two accounts information to Night Ferry.
When Night Ferry looked the two accounts up, he found that they were all newly created accounts. He figured the dancer was not too stupid at least, at least she knew how to create a new account to save her lies.
After adding each other as friends, Yang Juan also noticed that the profile image was different from the one used in the chat history sent by Zhuo Lan.
The profile picture was all black, with the username Night Ferry.
In the chat history, Dead of Night had a matching profile picture with Zhuo Lan.
Maybe because this is a side account. Thinking of that, he did not bring this up with Zhuo Lan.
Night Ferry invited him into the group and sent him the invite link to the guild channel.
After Yang Juan entered as a guest, the administrator quickly gave him a blue vest as an ordinary guild member.
Zhuo Lan often uses YY while playing games. So Yang Juan had seen it enough to know it was a voice communication platform.
After getting a blue vest icon, he did not know what else to do. As he was about to ask on QQ, his YY interface changed in a flash.
Night Ferry moved him into a passworded small room in the channel.
There were only the two of them in the room.
Night Ferry: [Do you have your headphones on?]
Sheep Curls: [Yes.]
After he replied, messages ceased from the other party.
As he was typing in the input box—
—[What is wr]
Before he could finish, someone’s voice suddenly sounded from his earphones.
The voice was low and husky, with a touch of willful casualness, as if it was tightly pressed against his ears. The sound of breathing was clearly audible as well, as if it carried the heat through ones and zeros.
“Little Sheep?” Night Ferry asked.
Yang Juan was in a slight daze as those single words disturbed his brain into chaos. He subconsciously made a verbally affirmative response.
Zhuo Lan, who got up to get water, turned back and wondered, “Did you say something?”
Snapping back to reality instantly, Yang Juang removed his earphones, rubbed his ears with his hands, and replied in a muffled voice, “No.”
Cute! Sheep toy
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Will zhuo lan listen to voice of night in the next chapter and figure out that is not his boyfriend or it will get drown out til xx chapters
So curious 🧐
Wow, voice operation…will he be sweet enough? Lmao! Ty for the update 🤣❤️
☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️ He gets worried if the “spy” will get into trouble. 🤭 Oh, can’t wait until he finds out our sheep is really just a newbie.
Thank you ♡
All the head pats for little sheep!
Thank you for the chapter.