Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

"There is actually a letter inside." Huang Ying took the letter out of the envelope, opened it and read it.

"What was written in the letter?" Wen Sheng walked over curiously and asked.

Huang Ying smiled happily and said, "The letter said that I would be the bridesmaid."

Then he stood up suddenly and said excitedly, "I'm going out for a walk now. I must prepare a special wedding gift for the newlyweds."

Those who were lucky enough to escape from the game received wedding invitations from Tongcheng, and rushed to Tongcheng one after another.

Since Yang Xianluo and Wan Bochong got married, Wan Bochong has lived in her house with great peace of mind.

Seeing Yang Xianluo about to get out of bed, Wan Bochong stretched out his big hand and hugged her waist, pushed her clothes up slightly, and placed a kiss on her waist.

Yang Xianluo's whole body trembled slightly, her little hand weakly pushed his head, and said coquettishly, "Stop making trouble."

Hearing this soft voice, Wan Bochong's eyes darkened a bit. He rubbed his handsome face against the soft flesh of her waist and asked in a lazy and hoarse voice, "What are you doing up so early? Why not?"

Would you like to sleep with me again?"

"No." Yang Xianluo refused without thinking. She knew very well that the sleep Wan Bochong mentioned was not just sleep.

"Luo Luo, can you sleep with me for a while longer, just for a while?" Wan Bochong begged in a low voice.

Every time the man holding her waist acted coquettishly with her, she felt very disillusioned.

I don’t know how this man used this cold and handsome face and those cold red lips to say such touching words.

Especially at night, when this face like snowdrops on an iceberg is stained with lust, it is simply irresistible.

It's like dragging a god who is aloof and ignorant of human desires down from the altar, and falls into the world of mortals, forever sinking in desire.

Every time I look at it, I can't help but be fascinated by this sense of taboo.

As he thought about it, Yang Xianluo couldn't help but feel hot.

Seeing the girl's face flushed, Wan Bochong sat up slightly, hugged her waist tightly, pulled her into his arms, and brought his cold lips to her ear and asked, "Luoluo."

Luo, what are you thinking about? Why is your face so red?"

"Do you miss me..." Wan Bochong whispered a few words in her ear.

Hearing the obscene words coming out of the man's mouth, Yang Xianluo's face turned even redder, and even the roots of his ears were so red that they were about to bleed.

"Stop making trouble." Yang Xianluo struggled hard and said, "The wedding dress designed for me has arrived. I have to try on the wedding dress today."

"It's okay to go later." After Wan Bochong finished speaking, he kissed her lips, greedily sucking in the sweetness that belonged to her mouth.

In the end, Yang Xianluo couldn't resist it anymore and could only follow him to make mischief.

When she woke up again, her stomach was already growling with hunger.

The sweet smell of food floated into the room from the living room. Yang Xianluo put on her pajamas and got out of bed, stepping on the floor with her bare feet.

Tiptoeing like a thief, he quietly walked to the door, slowly pressed the door handle, and opened the door.

Then I saw a tall figure standing in front of the stove in the kitchen, wearing an apron with a cat pattern on it, holding a pot handle in one hand and a shovel in the other.

Yang Xianluo was stunned when she saw the man with his eyes lowered and cooking seriously. She had known Wan Bochong for so long and had seen him many times, but she had never seen him washing his hands and making soup. At most, he was just...

Usually, grill the meat with only salt, or heat the cooled broth.

She had never seen such a scene of cooking in the kitchen.

Aware of the hot gaze behind him, Wan Bochong turned around and saw Yang Xianluo standing stupidly in the living room. Finally, his eyes fell on her bare feet. He frowned slightly and said, "Why are you barefoot? Hurry up."

Put on your slippers and be careful of the cold air entering your body. You may not feel it when you are young now, but you will feel uncomfortable when you get older."

Yang Xianluo stuck out her tongue mischievously and said, "You are so verbose, even more verbose than my aunt."

Hearing the girl's complaints, Wan Bochong simply laughed angrily. He cared about her and she didn't appreciate it, but he dared to call him nagging. He was really a white-eyed wolf.

"Even if you find me nagging, you still have to put on your slippers." Wan Bochong glared at her and said.

"I know, I'll go right away." Yang Xianluo ran back to the room with her bare feet.

Seeing her back, Wan Bochong couldn't help but have a headache. Why did this silly girl act like a child sometimes?

When Yang Xianluo came out of the room again, the food was already ready.

After Wan Bochong put the food on the table, he took off his apron, his eyes fell on Yang Xianluo's face and asked, "Luoluo, have you brushed your teeth and washed your face?"

"I brushed my teeth and washed my face." Yang Xianluo replied obediently.

Then he sat on the chair and saw the hot food on the table. He put his nose to it and took a deep breath of the aroma and said, "It smells so good."

With a look of surprise in his eyes, he said, "Wan Bochong, I didn't expect you to know how to cook."

"Now that we are married, I can't let you cook alone in the future. Even if you want to, I won't be able to let you go." Wan Bochong put the plate of white rice in front of her and said, "There are recipes online.

, as long as you study hard, there is nothing difficult about cooking.”

"Wan Bochong, you are so kind." Yang Xianluo raised his head and said with a smile, his eyes shining with the light of being loved.

"Idiot, shouldn't I be nice to you?" Wan Bochong said with a gentle smile.

"Let me try the food cooked by my dear husband." Yang Xianluo picked up the chopsticks and said looking at the good-looking dishes on the table.

She secretly decided in her heart that no matter how unpalatable the dishes were, she would eat them all.

Suddenly hearing the word husband, Wan Bochong paused while picking up the chopsticks. His heart felt as sweet as honey, and he wished he could give his life to the girl in front of him immediately.

He doesn't know why this girl's mouth is so sweet. When she calls her husband, it almost melts into his heart.

He pursed his lips reservedly, raised his head and looked at her and said, "Husband, you can call me more in the future, I like to hear it."

Yang Xianluo saw Wan Bochong's expectant eyes, showed a bright smile and shouted, "Husband, husband, husband, I will call you husband every day from now on."

"Yes, wife." Wan Bochong pretended to be calm and shouted, but in fact his grin almost reached behind his ears.

Hearing the word wife, Yang Xianluo felt that his face was congested, so red that he was about to bleed. He hurriedly held the rice bowl to cover up, "Let's eat quickly, otherwise the food will get cold."