Monopolize me, let me stay at home [Transmigration Book]

Shang Fan usually wakes up at six o'clock, even if he had a social event the night before, it was still at 06:30, and a few times he got sick, it was at seven o'clock.

Today, he woke up at 07:30, and even after waking up, he could see obvious dark circles under his eyes.

He washed and dressed in a hurry, and was about to go straight to work. When he walked to the door, he found that Youyou was also carrying a small schoolbag, sitting at his feet and tying his shoes. There were a few sticks on top of his very round head. Lumpy, straight at him.

Like a schoolboy.

You You looked up and found that Shang Fan was looking at him, so he got up quickly, "Let's go!"

"I'm going to work, where are you going?" Shang Fan didn't move, and stood at the door looking at him.

Youyou replied confidently: "Eat."

"You eat at home. Eggs, bread, tomatoes, and milk are all in the refrigerator. If you are bored, go to the living room. The notebook on the table can be used."

You You looked at him in shock.

Just when Shang Fan thought he would hear the words of coquettish pleading and insisting on eating together, the shock on You You's face gradually turned into a kind of unbelievable and sympathetic.

Yes, sympathy.

"Uncle Shang, is your weekend breakfast exactly the same as usual?"

What's wrong with this?

Shang Fan was noncommittal, didn't waste much time, opened the door and went out, ruthlessly leaving Youyou inside.

Youyou sighed, clearly positioning himself as a son, but opened the refrigerator with the mood of an old father.

Although it is not plugged in, there is still air-conditioning inside, which is enough to keep the food fresh that is planned to be eaten tomorrow.

As Shang Fan said, milk, toast, eggs, tomatoes, other than that, there are only a few bottles of mineral water and a small bag of bacon left.

Youyou took out two eggs and a piece of bacon, made a hundred cents for himself, then poured milk, combined with the remaining egg whites to make double-skin milk, it was almost nine o'clock after finishing, took a photo and sent it to Moments.

Caption: I am the best!

Before he could finish eating, this picture was liked and a comment was attached.

[It looks delicious, did you make it yourself? 】

The people who commented and liked are all Senior Xiao.

Youyou just clicked on the small window hey hehe, and wanted to say a few words to the senior, but after thinking about it, he gave up again.

The person who agreed to keep a distance from the senior, kept the distance today, knowing that it is to protect the fate of the senior, this cannot be sloppy.In ancient times, a mother-in-law was jealous of her daughter-in-law, and in the future there may be an uncle jealous of her son and his good friend!

It seems a little strange.

While Youyou was hesitating, the circle of friends received a second like, which belonged to the old aunt in the cafeteria, with a bonus hahaha.

He flipped through the memories of the original owner. At the beginning, he added the wechat of the auntie in the cafeteria. When the auntie worried that she couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the young people and seemed outdated, she replied, "When I was worried that I couldn't play the young people's tricks." Haha that's right'.

He didn't wait for Shang Fan's praise, and there was no Coke at home, so he always felt that something was missing.Youyou can't order takeaway, and can't go out. If he wants to come back after going out, he doesn't have the door key. He agreed to stay for another day at night, so he can't squat at the door of the house.

So he poked open the small window, asked Shang Fan what address he could order takeaway, and then threw the phone aside.

From the very beginning of the mobile phone chat, I was prepared to withstand a super long launch arc, and my mentality was particularly stable.

The first day the system was away, I missed him.

Five seconds later, the system was left behind by Youyou, because in front of him was the Summoner Canyon, and the blood of fighting was burning in his body!

Since time travelling, he hasn't touched a computer. The one in front of him is still Shang Fan's notebook, because he is afraid that he will be bored.

In fact, even if he didn't, he could go out to the Internet cafe, but he gave up thinking that he would not be able to come back here.The air in most Internet cafes is very bad, and he doesn't want to come back with a bad smell.

The whole morning ended in the fighting and killing of the game. When he was hungry again, he thought of checking his phone.

Shang Fan actually replied to him with a very considerate address. Two minutes ago, he sent a second message, two words, open the door.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

This kind of plot seems to be very common. Youyou can't help but think of those bloody romance dramas. The heroine encounters all kinds of troubles. After complaining to the hero, she can't get a reply. When she is sad, she is called to let the door open, so she runs away. When I opened the door, I saw the male protagonist standing at the door panting.

Alas.

When I saw the word "open the door" sent by Shang Fan just now, the sense of déjà vu was really serious.As a result, when Youyou opened the door in response, the expression on his face was too late to sort out, and he looked nervous and distorted, happy and disgusted.

"Your takeaway, Mr. You, right?"

You You took it in a daze, nodded, and the delivery guy thoughtfully closed the door for him before leaving.

This is really, really amazing.

When I opened it, it was a chicken rice bowl and a small vegetable salad.

You You sat back on the chair and suddenly sighed.

In his previous life, after he didn't sleep all night, he played games all morning, and then got a takeaway at noon... and then he lost his hair.

Although he didn't stay up all night last night, it is impossible for Shang Fan to know that he actually likes the great invention of takeaway.But at this moment, sitting back in front of the computer and looking at the lunch box in his hand, he was inexplicably moved.

Even though it was only two days, he actually had a feeling of 'I'm finally home! 'The wonderful illusion.

For the sake of being in a good mood, Youyou stopped playing after eating, turned on the computer and started looking for work.

Although he was busy with work for several years before crossing, the nature of his job was to make mobile games, and he could actually do it at home.If he can find a suitable platform and way, he can now regain his old career. If he doesn't have the pressure of a house, car, and pension, he can relax and only earn pocket money.

Computers are business savvy, so you can't build them too hard, so Youyou started directly with a small game with a strong plot, and started planning a word game as a warm-up.

The whole process only requires the player to click on the plot branch, and there are not many designed pictures. He completes the copywriting planning by himself, and the procedure is very simple. As long as the plot is interesting enough, put it on the platform earlier, and sell it cheaper...how can you earn some money? Small money?

As for the plot part, he can also rely on his memory and use the one he made when he was a student in his previous life.

That one was not successful at the time, but he always felt regretful afterwards, because after growing up and studying, he found the shortcomings of his own game. If he did it again, he would definitely make a small game that satisfied him, but later The busyness and pressure made him unable to devote himself to such a small game with little return.

In the blink of an eye, Youyou didn't feel that he had done much, and it was getting dark. He kept throwing the phone aside, and only glanced at it occasionally. When he saw the message reminder, he was not familiar with it, so he never unlocked it.

Thinking about the time when Shang Fan would come back soon, You You began to finish and save today's work at hand, lighting it up, and the familiar buzzing sound came again.

This time, it was more intense and sudden than the previous two times, even accompanied by sharp pain.That kind of pain is very strange, as if directly piercing the soul, it is very, very painful, but it makes people feel at a loss, and can't find where the pain is.

When the door lock rang, he couldn't stand it any longer. When his eyes went dark, he fell off his chair and couldn't hear anything.

This body of mine, could it be... suffering from some rare disease...?

Thinking of this, after a few seconds, the pain and humming suddenly weakened, and before they disappeared completely, Youyou seemed to hear a 'ding'.

Is there... a microwave in this house?

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Shang Fan with drooping eyelids quietly looking at him.

"Uncle, you are back..."

The generous palms moved down, gently stroking the back of his head, flattening those disobedient hairs, then loosening them again, and then flattening them again.

The water-like heat dispelled all the discomfort.

When he opened his mouth to say hello, he laughed almost subconsciously, and then saw Shang Fan frowned, as if he didn't like his smile like this.

Youyou's head was still in a daze, and he tilted his head slightly in confusion, and then something cold rolled down from the corner of his eyes.

Huh?

He touched it, and it was wet.

Wet! !

It's different with a different body!He actually cried so easily! ! !

Just two seconds after Youyou was shocked, Shang Fan saw that he was fine, helped him get up from the carpet, and sat on the sofa.

It's a pity that I didn't make good use of this opportunity to act coquettishly and sell miserably, and even smiled so stupidly... Youyou hated himself for being weak, and when he thought of the words that the system said that acting coquettishly and miserably can win favor, he felt very special Compete.

By the way, the 'ding' he heard just now, could it be that the system is back?

Youyou sat blankly, shouted several times in his head, but still did not hear the echo from the system.

Delusion?

"Drink more hot water." Shang Fan's voice brought him back to his thoughts, "Then come over for dinner."

Seeing that the table was obviously packaged from a restaurant, You You regretted it even more, and felt that he had failed to live up to it.And those dishes were exactly the same as the dishes he made yesterday, spicy chicken, tofu with abalone sauce, sweet and sour pork ribs with ebony plums.

He actually asked the mission target to buy food from outside!He originally planned to cook after a while!

The ingredients prepared last night were obviously still left, and he could cook again, but he was so busy that he forgot the time...

You You covered her face, feeling that she deserved to be unable to get rid of the blackening value.

Although what is the current blackening value, he has no way of knowing...

However, I wasn't playing games this afternoon. If I talked to Shang Fan properly, I wouldn't be considered a lazy person, would I?

Youyou moved over and sat down, and whispered before taking the first bite, "Uncle, I wanted to cook again and prepare dinner for you when you come back, but I forgot..."

"Ah."

"I'm not fooling around, that's it, that's right, I'm a bit sorry to eat yours and live in yours now. It just so happens that your computer is for me to use, so I want to find some way online to earn some pocket money." You You said with a super serious expression, then thought of something, and added, "It happens that I have a headache these two days, and when I make money, I don't have to bother you to take care of me, Uncle."

Then you can use your own money to see a doctor and pay your own medical expenses, and you can't always feel uncomfortable and wait for Shang Fan to come and coax you.

In the final analysis, Shang Fan has nothing to do with him. He has funded so much out of good intentions. It is impossible for Shang Fan to worry about everything and spend money for everything.

Moreover, the system seemed to say that there were five hosts who failed at Shangfan and died.Youyou thought about it, but couldn't figure out how they would die, but it was always right to make more money. If you have money, you won't starve to death easily.

Well, after a while, if you earn money, you can cook with the ingredients you bought yourself, so your sincerity will be even greater!

"is it?"

Shang Fan was not in a hurry to eat, he held the pair of chopsticks and tapped lightly on the edge of the plate, his tone was a bit dangerous, "Regret to let me take care of you?"

Youyou was taken aback.

Hey, my uncle, this, this is... Do you feel sorry for me?

The author has something to say: System: When I come back, I will use the blackening value to help you wake up!