Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

"Aren't you hungry?" Yang Xianluo glanced at him and asked.

"I'm hungry, do you want to cook for me?" Wan Bochong asked happily.

"I have always lived alone. There are no vegetables at home, only eggs and a handful of vegetables. How about I make you some egg noodles?" Yang Xianluo opened the refrigerator and asked.

"Okay!" Wan Bochong nodded, "As long as it's made by you, I like to eat it."

"I just know sweet words." Yang Xianluo couldn't help but smile, and took out two eggs from the refrigerator.

Wan Bochong lazily leaned against the door frame, looking at Yang Xianluo wearing a bear apron, lowering her eyes, and the heat from the pot hit her fair face.

Such a scene full of fireworks made him feel warm in his heart.

After the noodles were cooked, Yang Xianluo looked at the man sitting at the dining table, eating noodles slowly and methodically, and asked nervously, "Are the noodles delicious?"

"It's delicious." Wan Bochong took a bite of the noodles and said, "This is the most delicious noodles I have ever eaten."

"I just like you being so ignorant." Yang Xianluo said cheerfully.

After they finished eating the noodles, Yang Xianluo stood up and prepared to clear away the dishes.

But he was stopped by a big hand, "You go sit on the sofa and rest for a while, I'll wash the dishes."

"Can you?" Yang Xianluo looked at him suspiciously and asked.

The man in front of me looked cold and dignified, and he really didn't look like someone doing housework.

"I can." Wan Bochong saw Yang Xianluo's disbelief and said with a smile, "It's not like my hand is broken, and if you marry me in the future, I can still ask you to serve me all the time and do housework.

I will definitely bear the burden of life together with you."

Yang Xianluo, who was sitting on the sofa, heard the sound of rushing water and the crisp sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen, and couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

It seems that having one more person in your life is a particularly good thing.

After Wan Bochong finished washing the dishes and came out, the sky outside was almost dark.

"Do you have a change of clothes in the car?" Yang Xianluo looked at him and asked.

Wan Bochong slowly put down his rolled-up sleeves, looked up at her and said, "I was in a hurry to come to you, but I forgot to bring it with me."

"It seems that I have to buy you a pair of pajamas and washing supplies." He glanced at Wan Bochong's bare feet on the ground, paused and said, "I also need to buy a pair of slippers."

Yang Xianluo took Wan Bochong to the supermarket. People were coming and going in the supermarket, and the passers-by who passed by them couldn't help but raise their heads and look at Wan Bochong secretly.

Several little girls who were shopping in the supermarket in front saw Wan Bochong walking next to Yang Xianluo and said excitedly, "That man is so handsome, he's even better-looking than a TV star."

"The person next to him must be his girlfriend. Sure enough, all the handsome brothers belong to beautiful sisters."

Hearing the whispers of several little girls, Yang Xianluo couldn't help but raise his head and look at the man beside him.

This man is indeed very good-looking and extremely rich. Judging from his conversation and temperament, he must be no ordinary person.

I don’t know why, but I insist on pestering her, an orphan girl without a father and mother, to be my girlfriend, and keep saying that I want to marry her.

She could still tell clearly whether what others said was true or false. She could even feel the unconcealed love and affection in Wan Bochong's eyes when he looked at her.

Was she really his girlfriend before?

But after searching through her twenty-five years of memories, such a top-notch man did not appear!

If such a handsome guy appeared in her life and was her boyfriend, she would not be willing to forget him even if she died.

Feeling that the girl next to him was looking at him, Wan Bochong looked down at her and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

As if someone had caught her, Yang Xianluo hurriedly glanced aside and asked with a thin blush on her cheeks, "Do you care about the quality of the clothes?"

"I don't care, as long as I have something to wear."

"I just like a frugal person like you." Yang Xianluo looked at him appreciatively and said.

Then he happily pulled him to the discounted products, selected discounted pajamas, and then selected a pair of men's slippers that were on sale.

Wan Bochong looked at the pajamas and slippers chosen by Yang Xianluo, with a confused look on his face and said, "Actually, you don't have to be so frugal, I have money."

"You gave me so much money today, and I gave you these slippers and pajamas." Yang Xianluo said with a smile, "This is called reciprocating a favor."

"You are quite good at business." Wan Bochong said with a twitching corner of his mouth.

The two of them visited the supermarket and bought not only daily necessities, but also many vegetables and snacks.

If it were Yang Xianluo who was shopping alone, he would not be willing to buy so many things.

How difficult it is to make money nowadays. Getting such a small salary from the boss every month almost puts your life on the line.

Most of the items in the shopping cart were taken by Wan Bochong, and they were all her favorite dishes and snacks.

She looked surprised and said, "I didn't expect that our tastes are quite similar."

Wan Bochong, who was pushing the shopping cart, stopped when he heard this. He reached out and touched Yang Xianluo's head and said, "Fool, I got these things for you."

"How do you know what I like to eat?" Yang Xianluo looked at him in shock and asked.

"You are my girlfriend. If I don't know your preferences, then I am too incompetent as a boyfriend." Wan Bochong spoke in a friendly and familiar tone.

That familiar feeling came to her again. She really seemed to have known the man in front of her before.

But where did they meet?

When he arrived at the checkout counter, Yang Xianluo was about to take out his mobile phone to pay.

Wan Bochong put his phone in front of the cashier and said, "Scan mine."

"Didn't we agree that I would pay?" Yang Xianluo asked, stunned for a moment.

"I'll pay it!" He leaned into Yang Xianluo's ear and said, "Little money fan, if I ask you to pay it, I'm afraid you'll be so distressed that you can't sleep at night."

"I'm not that stingy!" Yang Xianluo said, staring at him in shame.

"Oh? Really?" Wan Bochong lifted the shopping bag effortlessly, looked at her with a half-smile and said with a smile, "I don't know who was in terrible pain when I took things and threw them into the shopping cart.

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"It's not me anyway." Yang Xianluo snorted coldly, turned around and walked out of the supermarket.

Wan Bochong, who was left behind, quickly caught up with shopping bags in both hands and long legs.

She coaxed gently, "I said the wrong thing. Luoluo is not stingy at all. It's just my fault that I don't have enough money to spend. I will transfer more money to you later."

Seeing Wan Bochong accommodating her in this way, Yang Xianluo felt a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and explained, "Since my parents passed away, I lived with my aunt. My life has always been quite embarrassing. I am used to spending money.

I’ve been careful with my calculations and I’ll make you laugh.”