Online game creation sword god

Chapter 1241 Memory of the Snowstorm (16)
"All right……"

10 minutes later, Yinghuo Studio.

"Finally home..."

Leaving those words behind, Xiaohuo, the little LOLI, stretched his waist, and yawned beautifully. The cuteness made Bird feel a little puzzled.

"Okay... everyone go wash up, go to bed early today, tomorrow will be the last map, and a good spirit is king."

"Ok!"

After listening to my words, several MMs agreed in unison, Xiaoying even rushed into the bathroom, the speed was so fast that even Mr. Bird and I were a little bit astonished.

Looking at Xiaoying who was in a hurry, I couldn't help showing a wry smile on my face. It seems that the recent tossing has really made this child very tired. After a long period of high-intensity leveling, lack of rest is almost inevitable.

The next thing was a matter of course. After some laughter, everyone in the studio suddenly entered a state of seclusion, and they all went to the washing + fast falling asleep mode.

Of course I was no exception. After a short rest, I finished washing and was about to enter the room. When I turned my eyes, I found that Ruojia's face was concealed.

Hey, what time is it, why doesn't this kid go to bed early?
With a thought in my mind, I approached the door lightly, raised my hand and knocked lightly on the door.

"Huh? It's Yihan... come in..."

"I'll go... Dear, you can know it's me now, disillusioned!"

After finishing the words, Ruojia's pretty face blushed: "Nonsense, it's so late, who else would knock on my door so hastily besides you, an embarrassing boy?"

I almost choked to death in one sentence: "Er... this... this word can't be used like this, it makes me seem to have evil intentions..."

Ruojia seemed to want to explain something, and suddenly leaned forward, and the distance between the two became very close in a moment, and then said calmly:
"...Well, it's okay...Anyway, 囧boy, you have a wicked heart and no guts..."

I:"……"

"Okay, kidding you... good boy, go to sleep, tomorrow you have to go to the dark purgatory..."

"Well...then my dear, I'll go to bed first, and you should go to bed early too..."

"Of course, I will take care of myself...good night~"

After finishing speaking, Ruojia kissed me lightly on the cheek.

"Um... what is this?"

"Well, this... it can be regarded as a reward for brushing the level with me this month..."

"..."

In fact, even I don’t know how I got out of Ruojia’s room, because it’s really hard for a man to describe this feeling in words. Kiss can be taken, if Mr. Bird finds out about this, I will probably be teased to death again.

Walking into my room, sitting on the swivel chair that came with the computer desk, my mind was full of thoughts: what are the thoughts of Cheng Lin and his family?Will certain plans affect Ruojia?If it has influence, what role will the Ouyang family play in it?
(End of this chapter)