"Is it going to happen or not, just give it to me straight!" Da Fei continued to urge.
Yue Feng's heart softened, he said, "Then, let's go for it! Let's not do beer then, a lower stake, lollipops! Just a bit for the gesture!"
Seeing Yue Feng agree, a thrilled smile immediately appeared on Da Fei's face.
"Hahaha, I won again! Who upped the stakes just now? I told you my bro Yue Feng wouldn't let me down. A fleet of sportscars, hurry up and deliver, don't dawdle!"
Hearing Da Fei continue to ask for gifts in the live room, Yue Feng slightly frowned without changing his expression. Was he being used as a stake? Essentially, it was nothing big, but Yue Feng still felt a bit uncomfortable. Although Da Fei was courteous in his interactions, his way of doing things was too utilitarian for Yue Feng's liking.
"So, shall we disconnect and reconnect the mic to start?" Yue Feng casually asked.
"Yes! Let's reconnect, and lollipops it is!" Da Fei agreed cheerfully and abruptly hung up.
