Something's wrong, they're not NPCs?

"..."

"This is just a dream. Am I not beautiful? Am I not attractive?"

Like a puppet, she stood up slightly and turned off the light.

“Because it was a dream.”

"So... you may find it strange or confused."

"But I, have known you for a long time... I was here first... Woo."

"It's me... obviously it's me."

"It doesn't matter, because it's just a dream... I don't have to take responsibility."

"Wouldn't you like it?"

"Nail... red. Tights, very easy to destroy."

"..."

She is abnormal.

It's not just because she is now kneeling in front of Su Ming and serving him.

Su Ming is also becoming abnormal.

gentlemen?

This kind of name only appears in the game world that I have entered. I never thought that An Shiyao in the game would overlap with reality. Because the dream game clearly stated that it has nothing to do with reality.

Are you kidding?

"Wait a minute, I'm a little... a little confused."

I just want her to terminate the service and then try to sort out appropriate verbal communication.

"Don't... please, don't reject me..."

But she overreacted.

There was no way he could let go of Su Ming's ribs, so he held on tightly.

"Ugh...I know, it's mean."

"But I don't want to ruin your relationship with her... I just want to stay by your side."

"Please..."

"It doesn't matter how much you look down on me... Even something like this is rejected... How can I live on?"

"Already, I have no idea what to do."

"..."

"Aren't you a lecher?"

"All of this is prepared for you... It's okay, no one will know..."

"Even if I wake up from the dream, I won't..."

If there is a favorability prompt.

She may be in a very favorable state now, but then she is in the state where she wanted to hurt herself again.

Can't see clearly.

But I know that her cheeks should be full of tears and snot.

And get closer to yourself.

I'm afraid there are too many things to think about. I can't use the fact that my head is hot and I haven't cleared it out as an excuse.

It felt like being pulled back to reality and the game three years ago. She also released her emotions excessively.

This would never happen normally.

That is to say, as soon as I was released, I immediately had strong thoughts again.

Her condition was also abnormal.

Maybe she did something to that? The thing that was out of sight... black tea?

"Woo..."

"Mr. Su Ming...whether in a dream or in reality..."

"I actually..."

The action of hooking her feet around her back actually said it more clearly than words. As she said, black stockings are very easy to damage.

The baby corridor is fully open.

When he pressed her down, she clung to him like an octopus. The idea was strong, but the sense of reality was equally strong.

How could this be a dream?

"Um... please."

"Adjust me...anything is fine..."

Su Ming couldn't stand it anymore.

I can't figure it out at all.

It is impossible to handle the sudden changes in a short period of time.

I want to ask if I have any feelings for An Shiyao.

That's pure bullshit.

Even when the game was just released, I didn't have the brains to ask her if she had a boyfriend. Wasn't it subconsciously that I didn't want her to have one? It wasn't until Xia Ye appeared that I stopped thinking about it and gradually forgot about it.

This is forcing myself to turn on the computer and recall the past.

Stop thinking and accept your fate.

Confused and obsessed.

Until Su Ming's own thoughts were intermittent. She was really good at it, she took the initiative.

……

There must be something wrong. No matter how confident Su Ming was, he didn't think that he could stay awake from 1am to 3am with his body without any bonuses.

An Shiyao's increasingly intense emotional release also proves this point.

Her body simply couldn't support her to last that long, but in the end, she was still unwilling to loosen her grip.

Already asleep.

Turn on the lights.

The room was already filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

The sheets, quilts... messy clothes. The snow-white throw had many red marks. She was too active and there was no way to retreat.

In this way, will I get pregnant again?

"Clap."

Su Ming lit a cigarette, wearing only his shorts, opened the window and took a deep breath.

Pick up your phone.

The chat history with Xia Ye stopped on the evening of January 1th.

What's wrong with An Shiyao?

Maybe she also has memories, and maybe the one in the game is not a copy.

The same goes for summer nights.

"I thought I had no luck with the opposite sex because I hadn't met my destiny."

"As a result, is it backward compatible?"

I wanted to send a message or call. If it was that summer night, there would definitely be a response.

But after editing for a long time, there is still no specific content.

I really don’t know whether I should be happy or not.

Su Ming rarely cleaned a cigarette, and most of the time he would choose to put it out halfway. But now, he had finished three cigarettes in a row, and they were all at the butt.

forget about it.

Brush your teeth, wash your face, take a shower, and go back to bed.

He turned around and looked at An Shiyao, who was exhausted and still holding the pillow tightly even in her sleep.

The messy thoughts can only confirm one thing very clearly.

After all.

If what she said just now, whether conscious or unconscious, was true, it was not just hallucination.

So……

She is his wife in the game.

Chapter 97: No Time Is Like This

1 month 20 day.

early.

8: 39.

"Buzz."

Next to the pillow, the phone kept vibrating.

I felt it in a daze and picked it up.

Still not conscious.

But I soon realized that it was not my phone.

The alarm note says 'Working'.

It was already daybreak. The air conditioner had long since finished its scheduled shutoff.

A cool breeze blew in from somewhere.

A little later, I realized that I was in a bad situation. The room was still the hotel room I remembered, but I was lying on Mr. Su Ming's bed.

Ok.

I succeeded... didn't I?

Otherwise, Mr. Su Ming's hands would not be on me. The quilt is very warm.

A strange atmosphere filled the air. Naturally, I recalled what happened last night in bits and pieces.

without any exaggeration.

The me in that memory was no different from the bitch who was obsessed with the idea. She kept pestering Mr. Su Ming.

My hair was soaked with sweat, and so was my body.

"..."

Perhaps because I made a slight movement, Mr. Su Ming's fingers on my body also moved.

I didn't dare to move for a moment until I confirmed that Mr. Su Ming was not awake at all.

It was just unconscious behavior.

Why am I scared?

He would probably be very tired, being asked too much by me when I was in such a bad state, if he wanted to satisfy me.

I also found that my legs were very sore.