After Defeating Thirteen Male Protagonists

The NPC husband's name is Liang Lu, and Ying Xiaoxiao thinks he is quite green.

Liang Lu looks pretty good, with the charm of a mature man, looks like Liang Siqi twenty years later.

He perfectly performed the role of an NPC, corresponding to Xiaoxiao who didn't care too much, and didn't have anything to talk to. After asking some things, he began to eat quietly.

The atmosphere of this family can barely be regarded as happy.

Ying Xiaoxiao didn't have an exit to retain, so Liang Lu naturally followed the originally set plot and went out.

In order to make this kind of logic of a father who just married his wife but did not go home for a few days smooth, the plot assumes that Liang Lu is going to do business abroad, and in order to make this kind of plot logic of the father just go home and leave It's smooth, so if players don't want to change it, 'Wen Zhiyao' is just a decoration that Liang Lu brought home.

Since it is a decoration, there is no need to be intimate or to accompany him, and 'Wen Zhiyao' can play this game better, playing a perfect stepmother lying on the stepson's bed.

This kind of plot is still quite indescribable, but R19 doesn't care about this.

"Father is also true. After finally coming back, he didn't accompany little mother."

Liang Yucheng pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, sounding like he was speaking for Ying Xiaoxiao.

But if you think about it carefully, you will feel weird again. You should put on a kind smile if your small forehead is bruised.

"Your dad is usually busy with work, as it should be, it's nothing."

"Well, if mom wants to find someone to accompany you, you can come to me. I'm always welcome."

"thanks."

No time.

Liang Guyin also felt that her father was so strange and irresponsible. He obviously married someone back home, but he never came back. When he came back once, he didn't stay and left again.

But it was his father's business, so Liang Guyin couldn't say anything.

If Ying Xiaoxiao really slept with her father at night... Liang Guyin frowned, not knowing why she felt very uncomfortable.

She didn't dare to think about the reason for the discomfort, and she concealed the thought.

At night, she heard a knock on the door.

"Gu Yin, I want to discuss something with you."

should be small.

Liang Guyin hesitated for a while, then bit his lip.

"Mom, I'm a little sleepy today. Is there anything I can talk about tomorrow?"

Ying Xiaoxiao was stunned outside the door, a little worried.

"Are you feeling unwell? If you feel unwell, be sure to call a doctor to see it."

"No, maybe I'm tired from swimming today."

Liang Guyin's voice came through the door, as if he had no spirit, maybe he was really tired from swimming today.

Ying Xiaoxiao didn't think much about it, she could only feel that today was not the right time, so she left with regret.

Liang Guyin was relieved when she heard the sound of footsteps leaving, and let go of the pillow that was crushed by herself. The pillow was released and returned to its original size.

She didn't know why, she was flustered.

Just always feel that, if you keep going, there might be something weird going on.

Liang Guyin was still thinking about her previous attitude, it was too strange and wrong, but no matter what, she couldn't convince herself that the feeling of rejection that she didn't want Ying Xiaoxiao to sleep with her father was still there.

So when Ying Xiaoxiao was looking for her just now, she would avoid it subconsciously.

Facing the computer, Liang Guyin lost his mind again.

Ying Xiaoxiao didn't know what Liang Guyin was thinking, so she went back to her room.

It's better to tell Liang Guyin about this tomorrow, and ask her to see if she is willing to help.

If you are willing to help, it is naturally good, if not, then simply give up this opportunity.

Just like what Catherine said, Liang Guyin is just a painter, so I don't know if it can be done.

Ying Xiaoxiao rubbed her long hair in anguish, and her every move still showed a fresh and tender look of a young girl.

[Host, a new mission is here. 】

The sound of the bell just interrupted Ying Xiaoxiao's complicated thoughts and cheered her up.

【Be a cute cat-tail girl and make your stepson cute! 】

……【Beep——】mentally retarded.

[Uncivilized vocabulary is harmonious, I can't control the host, I use this strange tone...]

What can the bell do? It is also very desperate. Which programmer designed and developed this copy, and it has to let the system speak like this.

The imagination in your programmer's mind is truly limitless.

The cattail girl or something, it's really shameful to think about it.

Ying Xiaoxiao thought so, then opened the webpage and started searching for catgirl clothes.

The bell was silent, and sure enough, women were duplicitous.

The mouth says no, but the body is very honest.

Ying Xiaoxiao is thinking about what style of catgirl clothes to choose. There are the cute, soft and sweet ones, the **** little wild cats, and the two styles that coexist, but the former one covers more, the latter one. There are more kinds of exposure, and Ying Xiaoxiao has to worry about her image in Liang Guyin's place.

Who would put on a **** catgirl costume and play there alone, it sounds very **** and yd no matter what.

Letting people in or knocking on the door is more like a pervert.

So... is she going to choose sweet, sweet, sweet?

But not to mention that it's a bit unpleasant to do something about it.

Ying Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and thought of a good idea.

Bell, what's the deadline for the task?

【Two days. 】

ok.

Speaking of one mission after another, I'm not afraid that players will be tired, tsk tsk tsk.

You should be an action-oriented person. When you have an idea in your heart, you will do it immediately.

The clothes arrived at home in the afternoon of the next day. Ying Xiaoxiao dismantled the courier, cleaned them with clean water and put them on the dryer, then hung them on the balcony, and put some inconvenient things in the drawer. in.

Liang Guyin went out this morning and hasn't come back yet. Ying Xiaoxiao is not sure when she will come back tonight, or maybe she won't come back tonight. Pigeon Catherine over there.

******

The melodious piano music reverberated in the cafe, and the sweet and bitter taste of coffee and the taste of chocolate filled the air, exuding a comfortable atmosphere.

Liang Guyin stirred the coffee in the cup absentmindedly, her thoughts seemed to drift far away, and her friend shook her for several times before she regained her senses.

"What are you thinking? It feels like you are out of shape today, as if you are always thinking about something."

"nothing."

Liang Guyin shook his head, stirred his coffee a few times, and took a sip.

"There must be ghosts. If you are not happy, just say it. Is it because you have no inspiration for painting?"

After thinking about it, the friend didn't think there was anything that could make Liang Guyin unhappy, unless it was something about painting.

"No, I can't tell."

Liang Guyin shook her head, she couldn't tell her friends that I seemed to have thoughts about my little mother, it sounded too shocking.

And she is also vague, not daring to think deeply.

"Probably? It's impossible to say why. If it's not convenient to disclose, don't say it. Let's talk about something happy."

"It's not that I can't say it, it's just... I seem to be in love with someone."

Liang Guyin stopped what he was doing, his expression a little confused.

"Wow, the Tieshu is blooming. Which handsome guy has such a good fortune to be favored by our goddess Gu Yin."

The friend was surprised, then lowered his voice and asked very curiously.

"Wait, what is like? Are you not sure if you like him or not?"

"I don't know either, mainly...she's not someone I can like."

Liang Guyin struggled, showing some annoyance.

"Ah? What? Are you too different or what? Don't tell me that you like Monet, a love that spans time and space is okay."

"No kidding."

Liang Guyin glared at her, Monet had been dead for many years, and he was not her favorite master.

"What's the matter?"

"She's married."

The object of marriage is still her father.

"puff……"

The friend almost spit out the coffee, choked up and coughed, and took several tissues to wipe the coffee liquid from the corners of his mouth.

"No, who is so charming?"

Liang Guyin shook his head and said nothing.

"Is there a big age difference with you?"

"Fortunately, it's only two or three years older than me."

"Then the gap is not big, but age is not the main issue. Why are you so stupid, what did he say? If he did, he must have bad intentions."

Liang Guyin thought for a while and shook his head.

The things that Ying Xiaoxiao do are normal exchanges between friends of the same sex.

In fact, there are many feelings that are confused by gender awareness. Many times, there are strange and uncontrollable emotions that cannot be understood. If you change the person who affects your emotions to the mainstream love gender to understand, many problems will be solved easily.

"Forget about married couples, three-legged men are hard to find, and there are two-legged men. Let's go and see others. Don't jump into the fire pit."

"But her lover ignores her..."

"Stop it, that's someone else's business, sympathy and help are okay, but everything has to be done in a way, if someone still has that level of marriage, and you're okay with them, then it's cheating, no matter how scumbag his wife is, If he really cherishes you, he should clean himself up, and if it's a lingering complaint, you have to weigh it."

"No, she didn't complain, she seems to be quite happy, things are not what you think..."

Liang Guyin was a little dejected, the more she talked, the more despicable she felt.

"Could it be that you have feelings unilaterally?"

Liang Guyin nodded with difficulty.

"It's over, people are not unhappy, just pack your things and go. It's good for you all. Go to travel and sketch to experience life and participate in competitions. Time will dilute the feelings you shouldn't have."

When my friend said this, he was like a wise man.

"How does it feel like you're experienced."

Liang Guyin's eyes were complicated, but she was thinking about what her friend said in her heart.