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Chapter 112 Cruise Ship Fantasy Night

……lucky?

Lan Qiaoyi slowly lowered his head, his eyelashes drooping slightly to look at the person kneeling not far away - that person lowered his head, and he didn't see his face.

But the line above the man's head attracted Lan Qiaoyi's attention:

[Role: Son, Background: Father doesn't love mother or mother, he lived with his scumbag father since he was a child, and was beaten or scolded. 】

For some reason, when he saw the words "hit or scold", his heart trembled, and he had bad thoughts about his identity.

Sure enough, just when he was about to say something, the person with his head bowed in front of him spoke, and that person's voice was still a little hoarse:

"dad--"

Lan Qiaoyi felt that his eyes were darkened, and he couldn't react. He had an extra son for no reason. His lips trembled a few times, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"I, you..."

His own voice seemed to turn on some kind of switch. He suddenly saw the person who had lowered his head suddenly raised his head, and called out again:

"Rose--!"

Lan Qiaoyi was startled by Yin Suze who showed his face unexpectedly. He subconsciously forgot the role he was going to play now—a vicious father. He looked quite at a loss:

"You, how are you..."

He didn't finish his sentence, because the young man suddenly saw that the line above Yin Suze's head disappeared, replaced by two progress bars, one black and one red, the black one was blank and the red one was full.

Lan Qiaoyi had a bad premonition.

——Because he clearly saw that the red progress bar retreated a small space.

Combined with Yin Suze's address to himself just now, he suddenly felt blessed:

The black one should be the progress bar of the game plot, while the red... naturally is the status of the character.

Is it going backwards because the characters are OOC, or is that just one of the reasons?

"beauty?"

Seeing the snow-skinned and black-haired oriental boy in front of him who was silent, Yin Suze subconsciously wanted to stand up, and at the same time he hesitated to speak.

So Lan Qiaoyi watched helplessly as the red progress bar above the man's head went back one space again.

He blinked, and when Yin Suze was about to stand up, he reached out and grabbed the wooden wine glass on the table next to him, and smashed it out with a "bang" in the surprised eyes of the other party.

The man paused when he got up from the ground, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

"You, you...bad boy!" Lan Qiaoyi frowned for a long time before cursing fiercely, trying to present a vicious father who "beats or scolds" his son.

Unexpectedly, his pretentious fierce appearance not only did not look hideous, but made Yin Suze, who was kneeling on the ground, look deeper. When he saw that the young man's ears were dyed red because of his anger, his throat moved, and he subconsciously twisted Twist your fingertips.

"Father, I was wrong."

After a short silence, Yin Suze finally spoke slowly.

"Where did you go wrong?"

Lan Qiao asked reflexively.

As soon as the words came out, both of them froze for a moment, especially Yin Suze's eyes, which looked really dazed and pitiful.

Does he also have pitiful emotions?Lan Qiaoyi felt dazzled.

"My mistake is that I shouldn't steal money behind your back to buy food."

Anyone who sees this scene must feel very sorry:

A bad butcher with cold eyes, mercilessly scolding his emaciated and pitiful son, without any regard for the relationship between father and son, looks really bad!

"But, Dad..." Yin Suze grabbed the fabric on his knees and said pitifully, "I'm really hungry."

The man's original shape has long been invisible because of the role in the game. At this time, the hair is scattered on the forehead, and he is also wearing a simple linen jacket with a gray inner lining, and his lower body is also black. Trousers, and only a pair of woven sandals on his feet.

On the other hand, Lan Qiaoyi, even though he was not luxuriously dressed, was clean and tidy, and even wore a pair of brown leather boots. In contrast, he couldn't help feeling sorry for the character's "son" silently.

But when he saw the black progress bar above Yin Suze's head that finally started to rise, he swallowed the words that he was going to comfort.

Although I don't know the game background of "Honeyman" for the time being, Lan Qiaoyi has temporarily grasped the relationship between himself and Yin Suze's role as father and son.

"Get up!" the "butcher" Lan Qiaoyi said in a nasty voice, walked back to the table and sat down, continued to pick up the steaming honey chicken leg, and tore a big one in front of the hungry "son" piece.

There was a loud "gudong" sound in the wooden house in an instant.

But the cruel father didn't even give his son the slightest attention.

Yin Suze only felt that the seconds were like years. It was clear that he had just finished eating in the box when he was pulled into the game. He was still thinking about how to meet the black-haired beauty just now, but he did not expect to meet again so soon.

——The premise is to ignore the current bad situation.

The stomach that had been full not long ago was now empty, and hunger gradually devoured him like a fire. At this moment, the man looked at Lan Qiaoyi with burning eyes.

Delicious food.

He unconsciously licked his palate, and his heart was about to move.

"I can't eat-"

The fair-faced and pretty boy knocked on the table impatiently, threw the chicken leg that had been torn off a small piece into the plate, and frowned tightly, his expression full of disgust and irritability.

"You," Wu Run's eyes rolled, and his gaze passed over the man who was still kneeling on the ground with burning eyes. After thinking for a while, he pretended to be fierce and said:

"Anyway, I don't want to eat it, so you can solve these."

As soon as the words fell, Lan Qiaoyi opened his eyes wide in surprise.

The man who had been tormented by the feeling of hunger almost lost his mind immediately stood up, and even staggered a few steps because of his too fast movements. The young man looked at the other's shaking body for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to go forward to help him. He stopped him, but abruptly stopped halfway after his eyes touched the progress bar that was moving a little bit.

"Thank you... Dad."

The poor and thin son lowered his head, walked slowly to the table, reached out and picked up the honey-wrapped chicken leg, his voice was hoarse, but he still managed to thank his father.

Lan Qiaoyi opened his mouth, muttered a few times, and then said embarrassingly:

"Hmph—! Eat it, you look so weak, if others look at it, they will think that I have been abusing you all day long!"

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head guiltyly in Yin Suze's faintly smiling eyes.

While the man was filling his stomach, Lan Qiaoyi also gradually figured out some tricks of the game:

They can't violate the human design in words or actions that are easily seen, but they are not without loopholes.

For example, just now, he made Yin Suze eat chicken legs by guessing that the butcher might be conceited and face-saving. From this, it can be seen that the boundary line of the game's "violation of human design" is not too obvious.

"Are you full? Come out with me when you're done."

Just as Yin Suze swallowed his last mouthful and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Lan Qiaoyi who had walked to the door of the wooden house at some point say something.

He could only hastily wiped his mouth and walked towards the other party.

When he stood in front of the boy, the man's eyes darkened, and he stared closely at the ax held by his white hand.

The ax blade deflected slightly, reflecting a cold light.

——His son flinched for some reason, and looked even weaker.

Lan Qiaoyi pursed his lips, and the two lines that just appeared in front of him appeared in his mind:

【After your wife passed away, you hated this cowardly and incompetent son even more. When you thought about how hard you worked, but you were still so poor, you couldn't help but make a decision...】

【Today, you are going to the forest to collect wood for heating in the winter. For the first time, you called your son who had been thinking that he could not do anything well and would only make trouble. 】

The young man turned his head to look at the "son" who was walking beside him, who was much taller than him, and a bad premonition flashed in his heart.

[Jiujiu, I feel that if I really enter the forest with Yin Suze, it must be my "father" who will not survive in the end. ]

[Don't worry, host, this is just a role-playing game. ]

If you lose your vital signs in the game, you should still be able to return to the cruise ship... right?

Thinking of the reward and punishment system that the voice on the radio did not reveal, Lan Qiaoyi shrugged his shoulders, feeling a little uneasy.

"Dad, are you cold?"

Yin Suze's voice was low, such serious words were not like the concern of juniors, but more like the concern of lovers.

But before he could figure out how to answer, the man next to him continued to speak:

"Dad, I want to be next to you so I can keep you warm."

Under Yin Suze's eager gaze, a shy blush gradually appeared on the handsome and fair side face of the young man. Under the sunlight shining directly through the leaves, even the thin fluff can be clearly seen, as if it was made by him. Shocked by these words, the beautiful oriental boy twitched his petal-like red lips a few times, his slender eyelashes quivered, and avoided his sight.

"Dad, don't scold me, I will be obedient, I will be obedient..."

If Lan Qiaoyi could use the excuse of "a man shouldn't do this" just now, then now, no matter what, he can no longer refuse.

Lan Qiaoyi discovered another bad thing about his role—that is, although the butcher didn't care about his son, he enjoyed his submissive attitude towards him.

Because after hearing this sentence, he actually felt that he was in a good mood, and even had the idea of ​​cutting down a few more trees.

Seeing the young man remain silent, Yin Suze smiled, and put his arms around the other's waist.

——Very soft, very thin, just as I thought.

He curled his lips slightly, and couldn't help but bent down, getting closer to the back of the young man's fair and slender neck.

The warm breath hit the white and greasy skin, Lan Qiaoyi shuddered, and subconsciously wanted to break free from the opponent's imprisonment, but because of the increased strength in his waist, he could only struggle in vain.

"Don't move, Dad, a leaf fell on your shoulder, I'll help you remove it."

It's a very normal reason, and there's nothing wrong with Brenren's design.

But Lan Qiaoyi suddenly stiffened, and then softened in the man's arms, only to be half-hugged tightly by the man.

——Because Yin Suze kissed his neck.

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