However, before he could think of a reason, he heard the phone ring.

Fang Tian's whole body was jolted, and he quickly covered his mobile phone and turned it to silent.

As he quickly opened the chat interface, he carefully listened to the movement in the room.

Through such a thick door, Yue Chu probably didn't hear it, right? !

And Yuechu, who was already lying on the bed, still had the half-pointed anger just now, the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, and he glanced at the shadow printed on the door with a half-smile.

That's it, how dare you play tricks in front of him?

Is it because the wisdom of the previous world has been used up, so this world is so stupid?

Shaking his head weakly, in fact, he knew that his lover used to be a little "stupid", but it was really puzzling that the actor looked like this.

Forget it, let him go, it's rare to see him having such a good time.

Yuechu's eyes moved slightly, his fingers gently rubbed the cold frame of the phone, and the fluorescent light shone on his face, making the gentle smiling face hazy, as if it was in a fog, with infinite depth.

system? Reborn? cross? Interesting enough.

Fang Tian saw what was written on the screen: "I'm a little tired, and I don't know when this game will end. I want to go home and I want to see you."

He squeezed the phone tightly, his heart beating violently, as if he was carrying a little rabbit, constantly hitting his bulging chest.

he misses him...

A smile appeared on Fang Tian's icy face unconsciously, and a spring breeze blew into his indifferent eyes like a wasteland, melting the snow-white frost into spring water.

"I miss you too, come back soon."

Feng Xuan, who were seriously discussing the direction of the plot, heard: "The world of 'Mrs. Ma' has been cleared, and all players will be ejected from the world in ten seconds."

Players:  …

We haven't done anything yet! !

Chapter 88

"elder brother……"

Feng Xuan was still a little dazed when she saw her brother's figure, and her thoughts returned to Fang World.

After inexplicably cleared the world, she was called by the big ghost.

The ghost looked at her up and down, nodded in appreciation, and a token appeared in his hand with the word "Bing" written on it.

"Xie Wei, you have passed the customs world, and according to the rules, you should be sent back to the original world."

The big ghost smiled wickedly, revealing an evil face: "But that's all a lie to you. Those who can be summoned into the world are all sinners. No matter whether you pass the customs or not, there are only two choices, one is to die, and the other is to Be part of the square world."

Feng Xuan's eyes were dark, and she said neither humble nor arrogant: "Since you came to talk to me, it seems to be the second choice."

The big ghost laughed and shook his head: "Don't be too complacent, if not... In fact, you will definitely die, but now you can indeed have a second choice."

"Become an NPC in Fang World, your soul will stay in Fang World, but adults have given you privileges. When your world is not open, you can continue to live in the real world."

Feng Xuan was slightly stunned, seeing the envy in the big ghost's eyes, she naturally understood how generous such conditions were, but...why?

There is no such thing as a pie in the sky, she can't understand the truth.

The big ghost didn't explain that much to him, just waved his hand and threw the token to her.

"Look at the good news."

Yuechu heard her call, turned around and opened the latest headline and handed it to her.

"Huafeng Group

President

Xie Zhou died last night. "

Feng Xuan's pupils trembled slightly, and with trembling fingers, she opened the hot search, carefully reading each word, wishing she could chew up the few short lines.

She laughed out loud, tears streaming from the corners of her slightly raised eyes, and finally...finally...

Yuechu lightly smiled and patted her head, letting her vent her emotions. Perhaps the scar has been hidden for too long, but in fact it has already deteriorated and shed pus in an invisible corner. Only when it is completely torn apart will new flesh grow.

Seeing that Feng Xuan was a little calmer, he blinked mysteriously and said softly, "This is just the beginning, and the good drama is still to come."

Feng Xuan smiled and wiped away her tears, then nodded vigorously. She tugged tightly at the corner of Yuechu's clothes, this broad mind brought her endless warmth and support

Yue Chu patted her on the shoulder lovingly, and looked out through the window. The beautifully dressed girls gathered together in twos and threes and walked past the street laughing. Just looking at them made people happy.

And he hopes that Feng Xuan can be like this in the future, happy, confident and happy.

night

Yue Chu was busy in the kitchen wearing a black apron. His knife skills were very good, and he cut vegetables neatly and quickly.

The pot next to it was still cooking porridge, steaming hot, and the aroma of the room could already be smelled before it was cooked.

And standing behind him, Fang Tian, ​​who was staring at him, was like a vicious dog staring only at the flesh and bones, sticking out his tongue, and his lazi was about to flow to the ground.

Originally, Fang Tian wanted to help, but he was clumsy. Not only did he fail to help, but he also caused a lot of confusion, so he was kicked out of the kitchen by Yue Chu.

However, it didn't take long for him to watch TV alone in his room and feel as lonely as snow, so he ran into the kitchen again, and it was a happy thing to watch Yue Chu busy.

Yue Chu in an apron is so pretty...

The black rope was tied behind his waist, making his waist look extra slender, making people want to hug him from behind.

When Yuechu turned around, she almost put the spatula on Fang Tian's face.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his hand to back him away, and put the washed greens aside for later use: "What are you doing standing so close? Be careful of oil splashing on your face later."

Fang Tiancai doesn't care, he is not afraid of splashing on his face, he can continue to use it casually.

He continued to cling to Yue Chu's side, leaned closer to his ear, and asked in a low voice, "When can I eat?"

Yue Chu looked back and smiled: "Come on, after this dish is cooked, the meal will be ready."

Fang Tian only felt that the glance seemed to have hit his heart, making his legs go soft and dizzy, as if he was lying in a cotton cloud and flying into the sky.