Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

Xiao Zhuoyang walked into the room with his schoolbag on his back, turned on the room switch, and the lights came on. At a glance, he saw the stuffed doll lying on the table.

And the windows were half open.

Didn't he close the window when he left in the morning?

He frowned slightly, walked over and closed the window, lifted the doll up and put it back to the place where it had been placed before.

Ning Nuan was also looking at him from the moment he came in until he approached and helped her up. She wore a school uniform jacket with the zipper pulled to the top, black school uniform pants on the bottom, and a pair of old-fashioned white sneakers on her feet. , slightly long hair covering his forehead, and wearing a pair of black glasses.

[Host, the boss is very handsome...] But this is how he looks in front of outsiders, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to himself.

Xiao Zhuoyang put down his schoolbag and went out to the kitchen to heat dinner.

At 10:30 in the evening, Xiao Zhuoyang packed his schoolbag and took his things to the bathroom to take a shower after previewing tomorrow's content.

When he walked back to the room while wiping his wet hair, the little doll's big eyes could no longer be taken away from his body.

Xiao Zhuoyang has exquisite facial features, fair skin, no pores or acne on his face, a pair of deep eyes, and his slightly long hair is still a little wet. He pushed it back, making him look a little tilted back, revealing his smooth forehead.

What does it mean to have good looks under the seal of glasses? This is what he has.

Xiao Zhuoyang plugged in the hair dryer and blew his hair. Suddenly he felt that there seemed to be a line of sight falling on him. He subconsciously turned his head and looked around the room, and finally landed on the little doll sitting on the table. .

But soon, he withdrew his gaze and continued to blow his hair. He lowered his head and smiled to himself, thinking that he might be crazy.

It actually felt like the big eyes of the little doll blinked at him.

Xiao Zhuoyang never opened the game once until he turned off the lights and went to bed.

The little doll tilted her little head cutely in the dark. Didn't he go online to complete daily tasks?

Xiao Ke explained to her, [Host, the boss only logs in once in a while on Fridays or weekends after finishing his part-time job. 】

Ning Nuan used the moonlight shining in the window to look at the young man who was already asleep on the bed.

And her desire to transform from this doll body into a real person became stronger as the night went deeper.

The game would not be refreshed until five o'clock the next day. The little doll, who couldn't sleep, logged into the account before five o'clock to help him complete the daily tasks.

"Xiao Ke, give me the answer as soon as possible."

[No problem host. 】

the next day.

Xiao Zhuoyang put on his black-rimmed glasses, went out, picked up a hard-boiled egg, and put on his schoolbag to go to school. After hearing the door closing, the little doll stood up from the table slowly on its white shoes. The window looks down.

As soon as he pushed his bicycle out of the parking shed under the unit, Lu Keke suddenly appeared and stopped in front of him.

"...Xiao Zhuoyang, we are going out for dinner tonight, and my mother insisted on asking you to come with us... If my mother calls you and asks you, just say you don't want to go. Also, I'll call you. I've passed you, you know what to say, right?" Lu Keke said to him in a commanding tone.

"I'm going to work part-time tonight." After Xiao Zhuoyang said that, he got on the car and left.

Hearing this, Lu Keke smiled proudly, but pressed his hand on the handlebar of his bicycle: "It's best this way, Xiao Zhuoyang, don't make me hate you more."

Xiao Zhuoyang didn't even look at her, moved the bike, got on the bike and walked around her and left.

Lu Keke, who was standing there with a look of disgust on his face, took out a wet tissue and wiped his hands: "What a broken car, the paint is peeling off."

The little doll watching through the real-time broadcast pressed its short round hand on the window.