When the Family 86

Chapter 86 The Slacker Duo

The livestream comments were rolling in:

“Julia’s such a good–looking and capable girl. Seriously impressive.”

“She’s so kind. My heart is melting

“Julia’s going all out–I love her energy.”

“Keep it up, sweetheart. I’m rooting for you!”

“Julia is just too adorable!”

Most of the other contestants had already taken off running, leaving only Jean and Easton standing still at the starting point.

“Why aren’t you running?” Easton looked down at Jean, his eyes curving into a half–smile.

Jean blinked her big, innocent eyes and shot right back, “You’re not running either.”

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Easton chuckled out loud. In the sunlight, his handsome face seemed to glow. “I’m waiting for you. You don’t look like you’re planning to charge ahead. If you had, I’d have followed.”

Jean pouted slightly–just barely noticeable.

Oh great, now it’s my fault? Why should I kill myself sprinting? I’m here to vibe, not compete. Let me be a chill little slacker fish.

Easton raised a brow, his grin bright and carefree, like a bouquet of flowers blooming in the sun. “If we don’t hustle, we might be crashing in the doghouse tonight.”

He said it so casually, like it didn’t matter in the slightest. “Not a lot of options left for us.”

Jean looked up at him and said sweetly, “I don’t mind. Do you, Easton?”

He stared at her for a beat, then let out a low laugh. “Of course I don’t.”

Jean gave him a slow, subtle smile. “There we go. You don’t mind, I don’t mind. We’ll take our time. No need to fight, no need to stress.”

Easton looked at his little sister without saying anything. This kid really could talk up slacking like it was philosophy.

But fine–he’d let her be. Right now, the livestream comments were exploding:

this is what slacking looks

No need to rush. Low EQ: I’m slacking

26 The

are off–script in the best

don’t care about where they sleep, no point in killing

killing me

who don’t follow

ends up in the doghouse. Am I

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light–just a small, sleek suitcase. Jean, on the other hand, brought way more

he did.

calmly stood with his luggage, watching

But Jean didn’t move.

up and stared at her

said it all: Come on, help

stared back at her. And in

puppy begging for

guy who helped people

people watching, even on camera, his image was never about

He was free–spirited. Unapologetic.

those round eyes, he stood there in silence for a few

and grabbed

all. Knew he’d get the hint. I mean, I can’t just ask him directly. His fans would chew me

Easton scoffed internally.

least she knows she’d get dragged

minded. Honestly, he could’ve

a good mood. Might as well act like a doting brother for a

comment section was

two are seriously

86 The “lacker

interaction of the

sister with her bags.

don’t need to win. Just keep doing this and

it slow, darlings. Don’t burn

like that, Jean and Easton became the internet’s favorite

strolled leisurely along a cobblestone path lined

Finished

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