บท 99: The Fourth Game：Skydome Crisis 25

Fortunately, the day remained peaceful.

Wen Nannan hummed a tune, her mood bright as she crossed off the 26th day on the calendar. They only have three days left until the end of the tournament.

As Wen Nannan gazed at the dark town outside, Lu Huai's voice came from behind her, "Go to sleep."

Wen Nannan paused, glancing at the small clock beside her. "Brother Lu, aren't you going to rest?" Only two hours had passed.

"Yes," Lu Huai sat up, his eyes clear.

Wow! Wen Nannan didn't hesitate. She happily kicked off her shoes and burrowed into her quilt. Before falling asleep, she carefully checked if her air mask was on properly. Then, satisfied, she closed her eyes.

Lu Huai's gaze fell lightly on Wen Nannan's slightly chubby face, and he reached out to pinch it twice again.

Wen Nannan, who was just about to drift off, opened her eyes and looked at him. "Brother Lu, what are you doing?"

Lu Huai looked calm and confident, "What's wrong with a little pinch?"