Luna Sutton had just sat down when Corbin Crowley and Rhys Blackwood's gaze shot over in unison, as if silently questioning her.
Feeling a bit uneasy, she hurriedly bowed her head to eat the hot pot.
This damn system is too deceptive, the tasks are getting more and more bizarre.
It almost caught her red-handed, it was practically a social death scene.
At that moment, the cheerful voice of the system rang in her mind again.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, Kian Sterling's affection level increased by 10. Current affection level: 55. Please continue to strive."
She was slightly taken aback, her glance secretly darting towards Kian Sterling, her expression thoughtful.
What's with this old fox? His affection level increased after getting touched on the bottom? Could he possibly be a hidden pervert?
