Online game creation sword god

Chapter 1240 Memory of the Snowstorm (15)
Xiaoying laughed lightly: "Okay... don't worry, at most I won't tell my brother when I turn around, you can rest assured and do your thing well..."

"Hmm...thank you miss, then I'll go down first, just tell the waiter what you want..."

The dialogue is very simple, but the scenes are shocking. From the sudden appearance of the drunk, to the clues of the mysterious incident between the Cheng and Lin families, to the "Miss" that the fat man said one by one, all the Yinghuo players present are not fools. Everyone heard all the sentences clearly.

"...It turns out that Sister Ying is the eldest lady of Ouyang's family, so I'm sorry and disrespectful..."

At the other end of the table, the uncle stood up, held a Sprite, and spoke his mind frankly.

Xiaoying has a humble face: "Where is it, uncle, you are too polite, everyone is brothers and sisters in Yinghuo, just call me Ying..."

"Hmm...hehe, now I know why you have such a strong aura, Xiaoying, no wonder..."

Compared with my uncle's astonishment, I was thinking about another problem at this time.

"Ying... Well, what do you think of what the man said just now?"

Hearing my question, Xiaoying's eyes moved, she seemed to have realized what I was going to say, and she pretended to be indifferent: "Oh 囧 boy, you really are a 囧 boy, aren't you just a drunk man, you think too much... …I think it’s king to have a good supper and save enough energy to play the fourth picture tomorrow... You’d better think about how to pay for it…”

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Chapter 350: Dark Purgatory

Being disturbed by a drunk who suddenly appeared, everyone's original joy was lost by more than half. After a hasty meal, the brothers and sisters all proposed to go back separately. Seeing Xiaoying's expression, I also agreed. It's not easy to refuse, so I have to follow everyone.

After eating, he called the fat manager and paid the money neatly. Although the meal was not in a good mood, the work that should be done should not be vague. It’s just that when I finally checked out, I found out that a meal cost more than 5000 RMB, which really made me feel distressed. It’s not that I’m short of money, it’s just that the current consumption of this hotel doesn’t have much foundation I really can't afford to be hurt.

"Hey, you guys said... It's easy to have a meal, okay... A drunk man came out, and he seems to be a relative of Sister Jia's family... What kind of shit is this?"

After saying goodbye to Diandian and the others, on the way back to the studio, Mr. Bird was still depressed by the inexplicable destruction of the atmosphere of the party. Of course, just from the perspective of eating, everyone can fully understand his mood, but considering the actual situation, At this moment we should discuss, perhaps, another issue.

"Ying..."

"Ok?"

"Why do you think the guy is here?"

"Come on...囧男, you started again, hurry up and drive, go back and get a good night's sleep, and then get up early tomorrow morning to fight the dark purgatory..."

(End of this chapter)