Run with the ball in an escape game

Ying Mutian was stunned, and the action of feeding the child also stopped instantly, and even snatched back the energy that had just been fed into Mengmeng's mouth.

Mengmeng was instantly dissatisfied and bit her father's hand.

But Ying Mutian can't control so much: "One week? This is a bit too... Huanhuan, can you give it a few days?"

Jing Huan picked up the milk and sipped it lightly, covering his smirk and saying, "Do you think it's possible? That's right."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked straight at Ying Mutian and ticked his fingers.

This expression was so alluring, Ying Mutian felt his body heat up almost immediately.

Then, he heard Jing Huan say in a soft and gentle voice, "Tonight, do you want to do it again?"

It's not over yet, Ying Mutian felt his legs under the table being rubbed.

His expression suddenly became more exciting than ever, and he said with difficulty: "No, no."

"Really? Don't you want it?" Jing Huan propped his chin up happily, gently opened Ying Mutian's trousers with his feet under the table, and his toes lightly scraped the skin of his calf twice.

The stimulating feeling went straight to the top of his head, and Ying Mutian got goose bumps all over his body.

"... Huanhuan, please forgive me."

Even if he won't be tossed until he withers, but as a man, it's too uncomfortable.

But Jing Huan hadn't found something fun for a long time, and now that he was so happy, he suddenly got a little excited, staring at Ying Mutian while showing a little tongue and licking his lips.

In the next second, Ying Mutian, who was still trying his best to endure on the opposite side of the table, disappeared in place.

Jing Huan froze for a moment, the scene in front of him changed, and he went directly to the bedroom.He leaned his back against the wall and was pushed against the wall.

He was startled and before he had time to react, an icy body covered him.

"Huanhuan, you forced me. If I go too far, you can't blame me."

Jing Huan was forced to raise his head, clearly feeling that he was being captured by Ying Mutian, every part of his mouth was filled with Ying Mutian's breath.

Ying Mu didn't let him go until his whole body became weak from the kiss.

But it's not over yet, Ying Mutian's low and hoarse voice came close to his ear and said: "Anyway, as long as you don't go in, it's fine, Huanhuan, you forced me."

Jing Huan's eyes widened... It seemed that he was a little playful.

Then, he was tossed from morning to noon, until he gave Ying Mutian a hard kick before he sat down on the sofa to rest limply.

Jing Huan rubbed his sore legs, and then realized that his hands were also sore.

This time he was indeed playing off, a man can't be too hasty.After all, no matter how obedient a big dog is in a hurry, it can bite people, and the bite is quite painful.

Jing Huan half-lyed on the sofa to rest, and after a while, he heard rustling sounds not far away, and a certain big dog poked its head out from the side of the sofa.

"Huanhuan, are you not angry?"

Jing Huan replied: "No."

Ying Mutian was a little worried: "Really?"

"No."

He was indeed not angry, but in a good mood.

Ying Mutian jumped up immediately: "Really? Do you want to eat something? Are you tired? Do you want to eat hot pot?"

Jing Huan replied: "No, it's too hot. Ice cream hot pot is fine."

"Huanhuan, it's too cold..."

"When am I afraid of the cold?"

Ying Mutian was helpless: "Okay, the ice cream hot pot is arranged, but it doesn't fill your stomach, what else does Huanhuan want to eat?"

Jing Huan thought for a while: "Hmm...then add omelet rice."

Ying Mutian consciously put on his apron and prepared the ingredients for homemade ice cream.

Jing Huan lay lazily on the sofa and watched.

Ying Mutian is wearing home clothes, but the loose home clothes can't cover his good figure.The arm holding the egg beater can vaguely see a layer of graceful muscles. The slender legs are casually spread apart in front of the chopping board, and the apron is tied around the thin waist.

Jing Huan knew that that waist only looked thinner, but in fact it could make him suffer quite a lot.

Ah... Accidentally overthinking it.

Jing Huan touched his hot face, lowered his head and took a sip of ice water to suppress the heat.

Lunch was ready quickly, and the two of them sat at the dining table and finished eating. Before Ying Mutian could continue to stick to each other for a while, a mechanical notification sound came from above their heads.

[Reminder: The rest time has been 48 hours, please prepare to continue the next level of the game. 】

"It's time to continue." Jing Huan stood up and walked towards the door without any intention of continuing with Ying Mutian's tenderness.

Ying Mutian didn't mean to be sad, neither speaking nor refusing meant that Huanhuan was in a good mood at the moment.He chased after him and said, "Huanhuan, be careful. I will wait for you in that copy."

"En." Jing Huan didn't refuse for the first time, he turned and walked into the door after speaking.

A burst of light disappeared, he looked around and found himself standing in a very beautiful hall.The hall is made of marble, in the style of medieval Europe.

The hall is seven or eight meters high, with gorgeous crystal chandeliers hanging from the top, charcoal is burning in a fireplace almost connected to the ceiling, and a long table more than ten meters long is placed in front of the fireplace, covered with white tablecloths and several lamps. candlelight.

Jing Huan took two steps and stepped on the fine wool carpet, which was very comfortable.But it was too warm for his liking.

What was incongruous with the hall was his attire, which was just white burlap clothes, as simple as a piece of clothing with three holes on his upper body.

There were dozens of people like him in the hall, some of them looked around blankly, while others talked nervously and quietly.Jing Huan looked around, but he didn't find anyone who looked like Ying Mutian.

However, how many players are there this time?Or some of them are not players?

Jing Huan doesn't like crowded places, so he finds a corner to lean over.It's just that with his quality, he must not be able to stay quietly.

As soon as he moved, he attracted the attention of others.

"He looks so good, he looks like a young son from a noble family, how could he come to such a place?"

"Maybe it was sold."

"With him here, can we still win the favor of adults?"

grown ups?Favor?Why, let's put the draft here?

And this one is favored by adults...

Jing Huan's face turned dark, and he always felt that he might develop into a vulgar routine.

The vulgar plot that popped up in his mind made Jing Huan not intend to find someone to inquire about the situation for a while, so he just stood in the corner and pretended to be cold.

The people in the hall were still chatting, but most of them were looking in the direction of the gate, as if expecting something.

But that look was not only anticipation, but also a trace of fear and nervousness.

Obviously, these people knew what was going to happen, probably NPCs.

player...

Jing Huan looked around a few times, and found a few people who didn't fit in with the others.They tried to talk to the people around them blankly, trying to get information or find companions, and it didn't take long for four of them to gather.

It's a pity that these people are too far away, I can't hear what they are talking about, and Jing Huan doesn't bother to walk over to strike up a conversation.Anyway, in such a short period of time now, it is impossible to find out any serious information.

But he didn't go there, but the person took the initiative to find him.

Among the four, a tall man with fashionable hair came over, and the target was obviously Jing Huan.

Jing Huan was puzzled for a moment, why did he look for him?His behavior so far is actually not like a player at all, and with his unusual appearance, he should be more like an NPC.

Could it be... did he regard him as some special NPC?

The man came over, stood still in front of Jing Huan, and then handsomely brushed his half-length hair, full of arrogance.

Jing Huan: "?"

The man showed a handsome smile and said, "Hello, my name is Cao Qingjun. You are so pretty, can I ask your name? Make a friend?"

Jing Huan: "..."

The one who can make an appointment in this kind of death copy is a great character.But, you're done.

Perhaps it was because Jing Huan's eyes were too pitiful, Cao Qingjun froze, his outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, a man dressed as a servant suddenly pushed through the crowd and came over.The servant's face was white and haggard, his eyes were sunken in their sockets, and he looked like a ghost in white clothes. Cao Qingjun was startled when he walked over.

Jing Huan saw at a glance that the man's body tensed instantly, ready to react at any time.He is a person with relatively high quality in all aspects, and he must be an old player.

Facing the strange servant, Cao Qingjun did not run away immediately, but asked politely with a smile on his face, "What's the matter?"

The servant said stiffly: "Master thinks you are too ugly, you have sharp eyes, and ordered you to clean the toilet now."

"Ah!?" Cao Qingjun was finally dumbfounded now, he is not ugly at all, even the one in this hall is absolutely outstanding in appearance, probably second only to Jing Huan.

But now the servant said he was ugly and asked him to clean the toilet?What's the point?Could it be that he started something?Is it good or bad?

However, the servant didn't give him a specific reason at all and grabbed Cao Qingjun's hand without waiting for him to react.

Cao Qingjun's face turned pale immediately from the pain, this servant's hands were surprisingly strong, he seemed to be wrapped in the trunk of an elephant.There was no room for resistance at all, and he was directly dragged out of the hall, causing the people in the hall to burst into discussions.

Jing Huan coldly bathed in other people's curious or vigilant eyes, gritted his teeth as if talking to himself: "Wing Mutian, what are you playing?"

No one answered him, but the door of the hall opened again, and an old man dressed as a butler walked in.As soon as he entered, the hall immediately fell silent, and everyone looked at him.

The butler stood still and said loudly: "Welcome to the castle, I understand that everyone came to the castle to win the favor of the master. However, the master is not such a rash person. When the sun rose on the fifth day, Only the final winner will appear. Before that, the master will choose one person to spend the night together every night. Everyone, work hard to win the favor of the master!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the hall, and some people looked excited.

But the butler changed his style and suddenly said in a low voice: "However, the castle also has rules. We will treat you as guests, and please abide by the rules. First, it is forbidden to leave the room after nightfall; second, eat on time; third , There are other distinguished guests in the castle, please do not offend them. The rules are as above, if there is any violation, you will bear the consequences."