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.”

Finished

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:

is what slacking looks like,

to rush.

The

and Easton really are

where they sleep, no point in killing themselves.

killing me with

love people who don’t follow

kinda hoping Easton ends

Finished

suitcase. Jean, on

he did.

stood with his

But Jean didn’t move.

up and stared at her brother with

all: Come on, help

her. And in that

begging

was not the kind of guy

people watching, even on camera, his image was never

He was free–spirited. Unapologetic.

as he looked into those round eyes, he stood there in silence for

out and grabbed her luggage without a

joy. Nice! The guy’s not hopeless after all. Knew he’d get the hint. I mean, I can’t just ask him directly. His fans

Easton scoffed internally.

least she knows she’d get dragged if she

Honestly, he could’ve ignored her, brushed it

mood. Might as well act

comment section was going

are seriously

The

of the day, hands

sister with her bags.

Just keep

slow, darlings. Don’t

like that, Jean and Easton

strolled leisurely along a cobblestone path lined with a rustic

Finished

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