Nobody understands cardboard people better than me

Chapter 268 The Clown Is Actually Me?
"Know it!"

Uesugi Erika's voice came out again.

Now her power has been sealed by Huang Chengyang, so now she can completely communicate with others like a normal person without worrying about causing devastating damage if she opens her mouth.

"Click"

Not long after, there was a knock on the bathroom door, and Huang Chengyang turned his head to look, and Eliyi's bare feet, which looked like the best handicrafts in the world, stepped out gently.

After seeing it clearly, Huang Chengyang slapped his head, quickly picked up the pajamas that had been thrown on the bed casually, and walked over to Eri Yi's side, and put them on her, covering that graceful body.

"Why don't you get dressed and come out?"

Huang Chengyang looked at Uesugi Erika helplessly.

"You didn't bring any clothes. Ayang, can you help me get dressed?" Erika took it for granted.

Seeing this, Huang Chengyang also had a headache.

The difference between men and women in Eri Yi is thinner than I imagined. It seems that there is a long way to go to correct her thinking.

Unable to hold back, Huang Chengyang couldn't help tapping Eili Yi's smooth forehead.

"Ow, it hurts!"

"It's good to know the pain, don't do this in the future, understand? Girls can't let others see their body casually."

"I see. From now on, I will only show it to Ah Yang and the older sisters at home."

"...that's about the same."

After Huang Chengyang dressed Huiliyi, he pulled her to the sofa and sat down, then took out a clean towel from the closet, and dried the water droplets on her hair.

Erika fell on his lap, buried her face in his abdomen, and wrapped her hands around Huang Chengyang's waist, letting Huang Chengyang take care of her hair like a well-behaved pet.

With such a warm scene, Huang Chengyang naturally didn't want it to end immediately.

Therefore, he didn't intend to use his ability to dry Erika's hair directly, but wanted to use a hair dryer to carefully dry Erika's hair.

This can be regarded as a god-level boss going to the countryside to experience the life of ordinary people, right?
After wiping off the water droplets on Eliyi's silky hair, Huang Chengyang lowered his head helplessly, and said:
"Stop playing, get up so I can dry your hair, otherwise you will get your clothes wet."

When he was wiping his hair just now, Erika was restless on his legs. She poked her fingers here, touched there, and hit his stomach with her head from time to time. Blinking his eyes, he looked at him innocently, as if he hadn't done anything just now.

To be honest, if it weren't for his great strength and amazing self-control, the reaction somewhere would have been unstoppable.

But even so, he is a little uncomfortable now.

"I don't want it!" Huiliyi buried her head firmly in Huang Chengyang's abdomen, hid her pretty face, and pretended to be an ostrich.

"Okay, let's dry our hair and play again, shall we?" Huang Chengyang coaxed Eliyi up with great effort like coaxing a child.

Huang Chengyang stood up, looked at Erika dotingly, and at the same time patiently dried her hair.

Although Erika is very childish, she exudes a natural charm all the time, like a holy angel.

But at this time Erika began to move restlessly again.

As long as she was with Huang Chengyang, she felt that every cell in her body became extraordinarily active, and even she herself was very excited, unable to calm down at all.

After finally drying the restless Eriyi's hair, Huang Chengyang picked up the comb again and combed Eriyi into a nice hairstyle.

He has combed the hair of several other paper man wives, so he is familiar with this matter, and he will not be in a hurry at all, and the more he combs, the uglier he gets.

Eliyi is inherently beautiful, and her hairstyle must match her temperament, so that it can complement each other, so Huang Chengyang combs it very seriously.

After combing his hair, Huang Chengyang helped Eriyi to sit upright. After carefully looking at his masterpiece for a while, he nodded in satisfaction, and then put down the comb.

So lovely.

I, Tony Huang, really don't deserve my name

Erika looked at the mirror and touched her hair again, looking extremely happy, obviously very satisfied with her new hairstyle.

This girl has a simple mind and no scheming, almost all the emotions in her heart are written on her face.

You don't even have to guess, you can tell what she is thinking just by looking at her expression.

"Ayang, it's getting late, let's start quickly." Eiliyi looked at Huang Chengyang expectantly.

???

start what?

Huang Chengyang looked at Huliyi in shock, could it be that he hadn't thought about it just now, Huliyi was really an old Siji? ?

"That's the one!"

Eliyi knelt down on the sofa as she spoke, and approached Huang Chengyang bit by bit.

An innocent smile appeared on her face, and the wonderful scenery under the baggy pajamas was faintly visible.

Huang Chengyang shifted his gaze without a trace.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that the reason why Erika came to him was to want him to play games with him.

Thinking of Erika's situation, he suddenly felt that maybe it wasn't that Erika didn't match the image he knew, but that he had an unhealthy mind and was racing like crazy.

If so. . . . .

The clown is me?
"Dangdangdangdang~ this is it."

Sure enough, Eliyi took out a game console as if offering a treasure, and looked at Huang Chengyang expectantly.

"Play this?"

Huang Chengyang looked at the game controller that he took out from nowhere, a little surprised.

This stuff. . .It's been a long time since he played.

"Yes, that's all. Play with me, it's not interesting to play alone."

While talking, Erika climbed out of bed, skillfully connected the game controller to the TV, and quickly selected the game.

Looking at the game screen that appeared on the TV, Huang Chengyang complained wildly in his heart.

I thought you were going to play some awesome game, but it turned out to be King of Fighters 97?

Did you make a mistake!
Okay, the King of Fighters is the King of Fighters.

Think of me as a single universe-level true god. It’s not easy to play a game. Let’s see if I don’t make you cry!
With this thought in mind, Huang Chengyang also sat down with great interest.

Touching the familiar handle, Huang Chengyang felt like dreaming back to his childhood.

Although he is a rich second generation, his childhood was not much different from that of ordinary people.Even because of his wealthy family, his experience in playing games is much richer than that of children from ordinary families.

Not to mention this kind of handle, he has played even older joystick arcade machines.

The Xujiahui King of Fighters is talking about him.

The selection process was quickly ended, and the two directly entered the game.

"Round 1"

(to be continued...)
(End of this chapter)