Chapter 263: Clear

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On the way home, Jing Chu looked at Yang Mianmian who was playing with the disc while driving, she seemed to have something on her mind, absent-minded, he didn't bother her, and went all the way to the house safely

Usually, the first thing Yang Mianmian does when she gets home is to change her clothes and take a shower, but today she went straight to the computer, stuffed the disc and started the game. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ๏ฝ‚iqugeใ€‚ ๏ฝ‰๏ฝŽfo

Jing Chu smiled: "So anxious." โ€

"I want to see what new tricks they have." Yang Mianmian stared at the screen without blinking.

Jing Chu didn't care about her, he went to take a shower first, and then made her a cup of hot chocolate: "Then you can play slowly." That's what he said, but he still glanced at Yang Mianmian before leaving, expecting her to come over and get tired of it, but unfortunately Yang Mianmian's mind was not here at this time, and he didn't react at all.

Jing Chu sighed helplessly and went back to his room to sleep.

After ten minutes, Yang Mianmian kicked and stepped over, had already changed into pajamas, and the whole person fell into his arms fragrantly: "Smell my fragrance or not, I changed a shower gel." โ€

"Incense." Jing Chu took the person into his arms and kissed him, "Don't play games anymore?" โ€

Yang Mianmian held his face and kissed him heavily: "I promised, no matter what, I will never forget that you are the most important, I will sleep with you." โ€

"If you want to play, go play." Jing Chu was comforted when he heard her words, and he didn't force her to sleep with him, "Just don't stay up too late." โ€

Yang Mianmian rubbed his neck socket: "It's okay, it's a holiday anyway, it's not too late to play tomorrow, rest and go again." โ€

Since she said so, of course Jing Chu would not give up the fragrant meat that came to her mouth, and quickly turned off the light: "Then sleep." โ€

In the darkness, her dissatisfied voice was heard: "Goodnight kiss!" Don't try to fool around! โ€

"Alright, alright, good." Jing Chu didn't check it for a while, and developed a greeting kiss that she had to have sooner or later, if not, it would be a trouble.

Yang Mianmian felt that her lips were touched warmly and wetly, but she quickly left again, she was not satisfied: "Perfunctory!" Are we going to itch for seven years! โ€

"again." Jing Chu pulled the strands of hair stuck to her cheeks.

Yang Mianmian felt a familiar breath coming to her face, intertwined with her lips and tongue, she liked his taste, and between kisses, she muttered in a low voice: "I also changed the toothpaste today, orange-flavored." โ€

"Well, the lamb is sweet." Jing Chu ended tonight's โ–กโ–ก exchange with a kiss that landed on the corner of her lips.

After kissing and sleeping, Yang Mianmian still had a smile on the corner of her mouth when she fell asleep, Jing Chu felt very pity every time she saw her sleeping face, and felt that she looked like a little angel when she was asleep~\\(โ‰งโ–ฝโ‰ฆ)/~

The sleeping cherub is chopping zombies in a dream.

Yang Xiaoyang counted for her: "One!" Two! Three or four! Five! โ€ฆโ€ฆ One hundred! Congratulations on clearing the level, the next boss, the Zombie King! โ€

When the oversized face comparable to the special effects of the movie came to Yang Mianmian, she finally shouted angrily: "I'm going to die!" It's endless! Help, I'm going to wake up! โ€

Then she woke up.

When she opened her eyes, what she saw was not the grimace of the zombie king, but Jing Chu's handsome side face, and she immediately felt that her eyes had been washed.

"Nightmare?" Jing Chu touched her cheek, "It's beating people and kicking the quilt again, are you okay?" โ€

Yang Mianmian yawned, stretched her waist, revealing a small section of her white belly, Jing Chu looked down and pulled her up a little: "Don't show your belly, beware of cold diarrhea." โ€

"The old man said that if you kiss your belly button, you won't have diarrhea." Yang Mianmian's expression was serious, and she looked like she was doing something serious.

Jing Chu didn't care if it was true or not, he lowered his head and kissed her navel, only to hear her stomach gurgling

Yang Mianmian: "......" is so embarrassing even if it is his own man.

Jing Chu touched her stomach calmly: "Hungry, get up and eat quickly." โ€

"Oh." Anyway, even the eldest aunt has been watched, so what's the big deal if the stomach growls. She tried her best to pretend that nothing had happened, and ran to wash her face and brush her teeth.

Jing Chu: "...... My lamb is so cute. โ€

After dinner, Jing Chu went to work, Yang Mianmian made herself a cup of tea, and was ready to start studying "Tomorrowland", she watched a section of the opening film yesterday, and when she officially landed today, she found that the fourth part was completely revised.

Originally, it was just a single-player game, but this time it can be connected to the Internet! It's nothing to connect to the Internet, but this time you can actually create your own characters.

You must know that stand-alone games are different from online games, there is only one option for the protagonist of the single main line, and you can also choose a few different characters for the multi-main story, but this time you can create a new character by yourself, look like a weapon, etc., and you can continue the adventure with the previous characters.

Yang Mianmian was quite excited at first, and after spending more than ten minutes pinching her face and coming out of the plot to enter the plot, she found that this was actually just fun, and the attributes of the characters were set early on, which is equivalent to a brand-new character, and it is far from what she really created.

But even so, the sense of substitution is much stronger, Yang Mianmian looked at the girl with a may ID on the screen and a ponytail and expressed her satisfaction.

The plot of the fourth part has been three years since the third part, and this time the main line is not in the same vein as before, but brand new content, and at the beginning, five butterfly codes were smashed over, and if you can't solve the password, you can't leave the dungeon where the characters are imprisoned.

Yang Mianmian took a minute to leave the dungeon where the map made people want to scratch the wall, and at the moment he saw the sun, he deeply cried tears of sympathy for the players who were pitted by the Red Butterfly Company.

She has learned the pit of the butterfly code, and she doesn't know how long those interested players will be pitted by this map.

After leaving the dungeon, Yang Mianmian's game journey was relatively smooth, although there was still a lot of logical reasoning and calculation, but by the afternoon, she had already passed half of the game process, and the new task was to get the chip of the brain in the hands of the NPC and hand it to the target.

After the new map was loaded, Yang Mianmian clearly noticed that the scenery around her had changed, and according to the text prompt, she learned that the character had now arrived in India, and her target chip was here.

At this moment, she received an invitation to form a team, Yang Mianmian subconsciously agreed, and another very exotic character appeared beside her.

The other party's ID is: India's daughter.

In this regard, Yang Mianmian said that she had only seen "The Daughter of the Sea".

India's Daughter: You have to form a team to pass here.

Yang Mianmian looked at the mutated creatures rolling in from afar, and silently took out his weapon.

The teammates are very powerful, and the two of them, with the support of powerful weapons, first found a weapon arsenal to replenish ammunition, then blew up the weapon arsenal to block the mutant creatures, and then finally found the mutant monster hiding the chip after nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties.

After finally killing the monster and getting the chip, the last mission of the game appeared.

Yang Mianmian saved the progress, glanced at the time, it was already more than six o'clock in the evening, and there was a burst of fragrance wafting from the kitchen, she raised her hand and pressed her neck to move her muscles and bones, and then jumped up: "You're back, are you so late?" โ€

Jing Chu had a calm face: "Are you embarrassed to say that you haven't eaten any lunch, you are crazy playing games?" โ€

Yang Mianmian was so weak that she remembered that she really forgot to eat lunch, so she only casually opened a bag of milk and a box of biscuits...... It's over, it's over, if she had a tail, it's now firmly clamped

"I'm sorry." Yang Mianmian lowered her head in shame, "I didn't pay attention to the game." โ€

Jing Chu continued to blacken his face, not intending to let her go at all: "So you can skip eating?" โ€

Yang Mianmian whispered: "I'm sorry, I won't next time." โ€

Her attitude of obediently admitting her mistake made Jing Chu's expression soften slightly, and he said while busy cooking vegetables: "I came back and shouted to you a few times and didn't respond, the game is so fun?" โ€

"It's fun." Yang Mianmian has to admit the technical level of the Red Butterfly Company, but she also knows that now is not the time to talk about this, and if she doesn't solve this problem, it will be a big deal, "I'm sorry, I won't do it next time, forgive the baby, okay?" โ€

Jing Chu said lightly: "What is there to forgive or not, the body is yours, you are not a child anymore, and you still want me to say a hundred times a day to eat on time?" โ€

If you say the opposite, you will die...... Yang Mianmian hung his head and pulled his sleeve: "The little sheep is wrong, is it okay to forgive the little sheep?" As he spoke, Chu Chu looked up at him pitifully, and two tears swirled in his eyes, as if they were about to fall.

Jing Chu said angrily: "What are you crying for, the wicked person sue first, don't you cry, don't you cry, wash your hands and eat!" โ€

Yang Mianmian knew that she had passed, so she immediately put away her tears, said obediently, and hurriedly washed her hands and wanted to get chopsticks, but Jing Chu grabbed her hand and pulled it under the faucet, his palm that was much larger than her wrapped her hand, and rubbed it from the root of her fingers to the fingertips: "You wash your hands like this?" Still stained with cookie crumbs, stupid or not? โ€

Yang Mianmian was surrounded by his arms in front of him, feeling the warmth of the hot water rushing through his fingers and the itching from his palms, he couldn't help but smile: "You're the best." โ€

After dinner, she wanted to change her mistakes and stopped playing at night, but was driven away by Jing Chu: "Go and go, finish your game, and go to bed before 12 o'clock." โ€

"By all means!" With his permission, Yang Mianmian ran back to continue the customs clearance.

didn't expect her teammates to be there, so she apologized first:

Mei: I'm going to dinner, are you still there?

India's Daughter: Well, let's move on

Mei: Do you want to have a meal, I can wait for you

India's Daughter: No

Yang Mianmian was right when she thought about it, maybe she had a time difference, so she put this matter behind her and continued to clear the customs.

As mentioned before, "Tomorrowland" has high requirements for logical computing ability, so after forming a team, unlike other games, the difficulty of the game has not decreased, but increased, because the ability of teammates is required to be at least below the average, otherwise it will be a drag.

And since Yang Mianmian teamed up with this "Indian daughter", she didn't feel any problems with the other party's cooperation, which means that the opponent's computing power will at least not be lower than hers.

Yang Xiaoyang couldn't hold back his mouth: "There are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, when you meet an opponent, such a person may also be the target of Black Butterfly's recruitment." โ€

Yang Mianmian felt that it made sense, she wanted to ask tentatively, but she thought about it, don't startle the snake, and pass the current level first.

They sent the chip they had obtained to the hospital, but the recipient was much more unexpected, a "person" lying on a hospital bed, unable to move her limbs and relying on medical equipment to survive, and it was vaguely discernible from her beautiful silhouette that she should be a girl.

"Hello." She heard a mechanical female voice, "I'm Umira." โ€