After defeating the thirteen male protagonists [Quick Transmigration]

The NPC husband is called Liang Lu, Ying Xiaoxiao thinks he is quite green.

Liang Lu looks pretty good, exuding the charm of a mature man, looks like Liang Siqi 20 years later.

He perfectly performed the role of an NPC, corresponding to Xiaoxiao, who didn't care too much, didn't have nothing to say, and after asking some things, he began to eat quietly.

The atmosphere of this family can barely be regarded as happy and harmonious.

Ying Xiaoxiao didn't say anything to persuade her to stay, so Liang Lu naturally went out in accordance with the originally set plot.

In order to smooth the logic of the father who just married his wife but didn’t come home for several days, the plot set Liang Lu to discuss business abroad, and in order to make the logic of the father just returned home and left Therefore, if the player does not change it arbitrarily, "Wen Zhiyao" is just a decoration brought home by Liang Lu.

Since it is a decoration, there is no need for intimacy or companionship. 'Wen Zhiyao' can play this game better, playing a perfect stepmother who is lying on the stepson's bed.

To put it bluntly, this kind of plot is quite difficult to explain, but R19 doesn't care about it.

"Father is also true. After finally coming back, he didn't stay with my little mother."

Liang Yucheng pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, sounding like he was speaking for Ying Xiaoxiao.

But if you think about it carefully, you will feel weird, Ying Xiao's forehead is protruding, but she still has to put on a considerate smile.

"Your dad is usually busy with work, it should be, it's nothing."

"Well, if you want to find someone to accompany you, Mom, you can find me. I welcome you anytime."

"Thank you."

No time.

Liang Guyin also felt that her father was so strange and irresponsible. He obviously married him back home, but he never came back. When he came back once, he didn't stay, so he left again.

It's just about his father, so Liang Guyin can't say anything.

If Ying Xiaoxiao really slept with her father at night... Liang Guyin frowned, feeling very uncomfortable for some reason.

But she didn't dare to think about the reason for that discomfort, and covered up that thought.

At night, she heard a knock on the door.

"Gu Yin, I want to discuss something with you."

It should be small.

Liang Guyin hesitated for a while, then bit her lip.

"Mom, I'm a little sleepy today. Is there anything I can talk about tomorrow?"

Ying Xiaoxiao was stunned outside the door, a little worried.

"Is it because you feel unwell? If you feel unwell, you must call a doctor to see it."

"No, maybe I'm too tired from swimming today."

Liang Guyin's voice came through the door, as if she was not very energetic, maybe she was really tired from swimming today.

Ying Xiaoxiao didn't think much about it, but felt that today was not the time, and left with regret.

Liang Guyin heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of footsteps leaving, and let go of the pillow that was crushed by himself. The pillow was loosened and returned to its original size.

She didn't know why, she was flustered.

It's just that I always feel that if we continue, there may be some strange things.

Liang Guyin was still thinking about her previous attitude, it was too strange and too wrong, but she couldn't convince herself no matter what, the feeling of repulsion that she didn't want Ying Xiaoxiao to sleep with her father was still there.

That's why when Ying Xiaoxiao was looking for her just now, she subconsciously avoided it.

Facing the computer, Liang Guyin was distracted again.

Ying Xiaoxiao didn't know what Liang Guyin was thinking, so she went back to her room.

Tomorrow, I have to talk to Liang Guyin about this matter, and ask her to see if she is willing to help.

It would be good if you are willing to help, but if you don't want to, then just give up this opportunity.

As Catherine said, Liang Guyin is just a painter, so I don't know if it's okay.

Ying Xiaoxiao rubbed her long hair in distress, and there was still a freshness of a girl in every move.

[Host, a new mission is here. 】

The sound of the bell just interrupted Ying Xiaoxiao's complicated thoughts and cheered her up.

[Be a cute cattail girl, make your stepson cute! 】

... [Beep——] mentally retarded.

[Uncivilized vocabulary and harmony, the host, I can't control myself from using this strange tone...]

What can Bell do? It is also very desperate. Which programmer designed and developed this copy, and insists on making the system talk like this.

There really is no limit to the imagination in your programmers' minds.

It's really shameful to think about a cattail girl or something.

Ying Xiaoxiao thought so, then opened the webpage and started searching for catgirl clothes.

Ling Dang was silent, as expected, all women are duplicity.

He said no, but his body was very honest.

Ying Xiaoxiao is thinking about what style of cat girl clothes to choose. There are cute soft and sweet ones, and there are also sexy little wild cats, and there are two styles that coexist, but the former one covers more, and the latter one There are more exposures, and Ying Xiaoxiao still has to worry about her image with Liang Guyin.

Who would put on a sex cat girl costume to play alone, it sounds very hentai and yd.

Letting people in or knocking on the door is even more like a pervert.

So... is she going to choose the obedient, soft and sweet one?

But it's a bit reconciled not to talk about doing something.

Ying Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and thought of a good idea.

Bell, what's the deadline for the task?

[Two days. 】

okay.

Speaking of one task after another, the player is not afraid of being tired, tsk tsk tsk.

Ying Xiaoxiao is a man of action. Once he has an idea in his mind, he will do it immediately.

The clothes arrived at home in the afternoon of the second day. Ying Xiaoxiao unpacked the express, washed them with clean water, put them on the dryer, and hung them on the balcony. Some things that were inconvenient to wash were put in the drawers in.

Liang Guyin went out this morning, and she hasn't come back now. Ying Xiaoxiao is not sure when she will come back tonight, or maybe she won't come back tonight. If she doesn't come back, she may have to Pigeon Catherine over there.

******

The melodious piano music reverberates in the coffee shop, and the sweet and bitter coffee and chocolate smell fill the air, exuding a comfortable atmosphere.

Liang Guyin stirred the coffee in the cup absent-mindedly, her thoughts seemed to drift far away, and her friend shook her a few times before she regained consciousness.

"What are you thinking about? It feels like you are out of shape today, as if you are always thinking about something."

"It's nothing."

Liang Guyin shook her head, stirred her coffee a few more times, picked it up and took a sip.

"There must be a ghost. If you are unhappy, just say it. Could it be that you have no inspiration for painting?"

After thinking about it, my friend didn't think there was anything that could make Liang Guyin unhappy, unless it was something about painting.

"No, I can't tell."

Liang Guyin shook her head, she couldn't tell her friends that I seem to have thoughts about my little mother, it sounds too shocking.

And she was also vague, not daring to think deeply.

"Probably? It's impossible not to tell the reason. If it's inconvenient to disclose it, don't talk about it. Let's talk about something happy."

"It's not impossible to say, it's just... I seem to like someone."

Liang Guyin stopped what she was doing, with a confused expression on her face.

"Wow, the iron tree is blooming. Which handsome guy has such a good fortune to be favored by our goddess Gu Yin."

The friend was surprised, then lowered his voice, and asked very curiously.

"Wait, what is it like? Are you still not sure if you like him or not?"

"I don't know either. The main reason is...she's not someone I can like."

Liang Guyin struggled, showing a little boredom.

"Ah? What? You two are too different or something? Don't tell me that you like Monet, love across time and space is okay."

"No kidding."

Liang Guyin gave her a sideways glance. Monet has been dead for many years, and besides, he is not her favorite master.

"Then what's the matter?"

"She's married."

The marriage partner is still her father.

"puff……"

The friend almost spit out the coffee, choked so much that he coughed, and took several paper towels to wipe the coffee liquid from the corners of his mouth.

"No, who has such a great charm."

Liang Guyin shook her head and said nothing.

"Is there a big age difference with you?"

"Fortunately, it's only two or three years older than me."

"Then the gap is not that big, but age is not the main issue. Why are you so stupid? Did he express something? If he did, he must have bad intentions."

Liang Guyin thought for a while, then shook her head.

What Ying Xiaoxiao did was normal exchanges between friends of the same sex.

In fact, there are many feelings that are confused by gender consciousness. Many times, they can’t figure out the strange and difficult emotions that are difficult to control. If the person who affects the emotions is understood by the mainstream love gender, many problems will be solved.

"It's fine if you have a married man. It's hard to find three-legged men, but there are plenty of men with two legs. Let's go and see others, so don't jump into the fire pit."

"But her lover doesn't care about her..."

"Stop it, that's someone else's business, sympathy and help are fine, but everything must be done in a moderate way, if he still has that kind of marriage relationship, if you get back together with him, it's cheating, no matter how scumbag his wife is, If he really cherishes you, he should clean himself up, if it's a slow complaint, you have to weigh it."

"No, she didn't complain, she seemed quite happy, things are not what you think..."

Liang Guyin was a little frustrated, why did the more she talked, the more despicable she became.

"Could it be that you have unilateral feelings?"

Liang Guyin nodded with difficulty.

"It's over, I'm not unhappy. You can pack up your things and go. It's good for you all. Go travel and sketch to experience life and participate in competitions. Time will dilute the feelings that shouldn't be there."

When a friend says this, he looks like a wise man.

"How do you feel that you are experienced?"

Liang Guyin's eyes were complicated, but she was thinking about the solution her friend said in her heart.