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

Xi Yan: "You're right, but rest assured, I won't let you die."

The words were very warm and ambiguous, and the little face that was warm and yang was flushed.

But Xi's next words ruined all the atmosphere: "Who makes me your dad."

Wen Youyang: "... Lv Zhu, don't forget your identity!"

Xi Zheng supported his chin with one hand and looked at him: "What is my identity?"

Wen Youyang bit his back molars.

He remembered what Lu Zhu looked like in the real world. It was a big-eyed girl, cute and short, and looked very bullied.

The key is Meng Meng Da, and he doesn't always claim to be his father!

But can he say to the man who is taller than him in front of him? Does he dare to say?

Does not.

He could only bite the posterior molar silently, vomiting madly in his heart, and nostalgic for Lu Zhu, the big-eyed girl in the real world.

It didn't take long for the women to fry over two dishes.

They are all ordinary sautéed peasants, with two bowls of rice, they are very full.

While they were eating, women were sitting beside them watching them eating.

She had complex expressions on her face, both happy to see them eating so well, and saddened by their lack of normal meals.

Just because of what Xi Xi said before, she didn't mention a word about asking the two to eat at normal mealtimes.

On the way back to the room after eating, Wen Youyang couldn't help but look back at the women.

He saw a woman who had always shown her honesty at that moment, and she turned pale.

A ghostly look stared at the two of them as they ate the rest of their meals, as if those bowls and chopsticks were unforgiving.

Wen Youyang's heart was startled.

At this time, the women seemed to perceive Wen Youyang's eyes and looked up.

Her eyes met with Wen Youyang, which was supposed to be a black pupil. At this moment, it was shrunk to a point. Most of the eyes were white, and there was only one black point in it.

Wen Youyang felt suffocated, his heartbeat turned back quickly. As soon as the person was nervous, the hand on the side caught Xi's hand.

The cool sensation passed to the brain, and he felt that he was calming down and gasping.

"So active?" Wen Youyang heard from his ear with a teasing voice, and looked intently at him.

A handsome face caught his eyes, and his face was no longer indifferent and cold.

In contrast to the horrible face of the woman just now, Wen Youyang felt how kind this smiley face was.

"Her face is so white, do you see any bad things?" Xi Yan didn't have to guess, with one mouth he could tell what happened to Wen Youyang.

Wen Yang swallowed again and nodded nervously.

He resisted the urge to turn his head to see the woman again, and leaned into Xi's ear and said, "I glanced at the woman just now, and I found her ... she doesn't seem to be an ordinary NPC."

If it is an ordinary NPC, then it should not appear as ghostly.

This woman, this temporary residence, definitely has problems ...

But as soon as Wen Youyang's words were spoken, Xi Yan looked at him like he was looking at something strange.

"It's not an ordinary NPC in the first place. It's a convention."

Wen Youyang grimace: "...?"

Xi Yan said, "Is the room we live in far from here?"