Quick Wear: Report to the Host, You have been Attacked!

Seeing his little movement, Xi Yan softly said, "Go and eat."

Wen Youyang: "Yes."

The two walked through the corridor into the living room and saw the women coming out of the kitchen. She was still wearing an apron, which was a little wet, and she seemed to have just cleaned the dishes.

The women saw the two of them, with a simple smile, and said, "Are you still asleep so late?"

Wen Youyang asked, "I haven't eaten enough for dinner. Do I still have anything to eat?"

The woman heard the words stunned, "Why didn't you have enough dinner? Is it my food that doesn't suit your appetite?"

The smile on her face was replaced by a loss, as if her food was not appetizing, how sad it was.

Wen Youyang just wanted to comfort her, Xi Xi took his hand, took a small step forward, and said quietly, "It's just that there is no appetite at dinner. We all gave money, what It ’s always the same when we eat. We did n’t ask you to cook for us. Let ’s do it ourselves. ”

Although Xi's voice was faint, it was strangely cold and determined.

Wen Youyang was afraid that women would feel even more frustrated when they heard these words, but did not expect the women to wipe their faces, raised their heads and raised a smile.

"You see what you are saying. Since you are hungry, how can you make your own food and eat? Tell me what you want to eat and I will make it for you."

"Just get whatever you want. We can do it when we are full. We don't choose." Xi said.

"OK." The woman turned into the kitchen.

Xi Yan pulled Wen Youyang to the table and sat down, his hands never loosened.

Wen Youyang looked at the two hands holding each other, felt Xi Wei's slightly cold palm, and stopped talking, after all, he didn't say anything to Xi Xiong's hand.

Instead, I asked another question: "Lü Zhu, why did you talk to her with that attitude just now? But it is said that the feelings of this NPC are really rich, and they will still be lost."

Xi Youyang's question made Xi Yan laugh.

She held Wen Youyang's hand, her eyes looked slightly down, her fingers rubbing against his palm, as if touching his palm print.

"You know she's an NPC."

A faint sentence, like a switch lock of some kind of confusion, caused Wen Youyang into a comprehension of contemplation.

"Because she is an NPC, all her reactions are set in advance. That is to say, her response is also based on our performance. Then she will be lost because she heard us say dinner She is not full. She wants to use this reaction to make us eat when we should, rather than at other times ?! "

Wen Youyang wanted to understand.

Xi Yan's long fingers pinched Wen Youyang's hand, stroking it gently, and said, "Yes."

"Will this prove that we can't relax every meal in the future, and we can't eat it?" Wen Youyang asked.

Xi Yan looked down: "I didn't know it at first, but after seeing her reaction just now, I think so."

Wen Youyang: "The others will soon realize that something is wrong."

"So this death will soon be replaced," Xi said.

Wen Youyang: "..."

Suddenly he looked at Xi Yan and asked, "What are we going to do tomorrow?"

Xi Yan looked up at him, and said in a deep voice, "Visit every house in the village and ask where the young people in their house have gone."

Wen Youyang: "Why do I think it's very easy to die in this situation?"