The godfather's calm and serious expression also changed, and he said after a while: "You know how to worry about it... very good."
The system was stunned to hear the sarcasm in this sentence.
Kou Dong knows to worry
What are you worrying about, do you want to run away from marriage, or burn your wedding dress
However, Kou Dong accepted the flattery without blushing, and the little white flower figure stood up again, shyly and timidly saying yes.
By the way, I also blew the godfather's rainbow fart.
"It's all thanks to the good teaching of the godfather."
Game system: […]
This was the most speechless half-day in its history, and even because of a few words from the player, there was a strong urge to kick him off the line.
The fire upstairs grew bigger and bigger. The stairs are covered with thick and soft carpets, which can easily be ignited. The flames are blazing, and billowing black smoke spreads from the stairs, which is very choking. Kou Dong covered his nose and began to cough lowly, suddenly he heard someone beside him say: "My lord, the young master is not in the room—"
The new housekeeper took a few steps to stand beside the godfather, and only then did he see the boy who was already standing at the door of the locker room. His face changed slightly before he bowed deeply just now.
"Master," he said slowly, "So you are here."
Kou Dong raised his eyes, only glanced at him, and then went to look at the godfather.
The godfather stared at him with deep eyes, as if he wanted to read something from his face. But Kou Dong's acting skills are unwavering, as if facing a stranger whom he met for the first time, he calmly asked, "Who is this?"
The godfather's pupils contracted slightly.
"The new butler," he said in a deep voice, "you know him too—he will also be in charge of the wedding the day after tomorrow."
Kou Dong couldn't help but said to the system: "Oh, man. What's the relationship between us? He just used a puppet in a vest to fool me?"
Game system: [… What is your relationship with the NPC?]
What could be the relationship
Kou Dong said angrily: "Could that be an ordinary relationship? That's a relationship with a 90% favorability!"
Game system: […]
"The favorability level has increased to ninety!" Kou Dong emphasized, "He should love me to the death, not to mention being lenient with me, but he is still fooling me so simply and rudely..."
He smacked his lips and made the final conclusion.
"So, men are big pigs."
Game system: […]
For some reason, after getting familiar with this dungeon, the player's true attributes began to be exposed...
My head is full of coquettish ideas, and I'm still too skinny.
The fire grew, and even this layer gradually spread. The butler was carrying buckets of water, and Kou Dong and two NPCs went downstairs first, and stood in the open space in front of the castle to watch.
He didn't ask where the other servants were, and the godfather didn't try to explain it to him. Only the little milk dog looked up thoughtfully for a while, then suddenly smiled, with a dimple on the corner of his lips.
He draped his robe over Kou Dong's shoulders.
"Are you scared? Brother," the little milk dog said softly, also looking at the bright fire that illuminated the window, "It was really a sudden fire."
Kou Dong wrapped his robe around him, but didn't answer.
He smelled a strange smell in the air, not only the smell of burnt flesh, but also the aroma of crushed flowers. This rotten smell reminded him of the bed he was lying on.
He moved his lips and took a deep breath calmly.
It was almost dawn when the fire was finally suppressed. Sunlight poured down from the top of the fir grove and relit the smoky blackened glass.
The usual rooms need to be repaired, and several owners had to move to the guest rooms.
In this guest room, Kou Dong found a new newspaper with a wedding message on it.
The message is extremely simple, "Nolan Cumberland, the son of the Earl of Cumberland, will conclude a conjugal contract with the Italian baron Jimmy Lizzi on September 14. The wedding will be hosted by his godfather, Earl Augustine."
Kou Dong flipped through the newspaper and confirmed that only these two simple lines were mentioned. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he finally confirmed the name of the NPC, he couldn't help tapping the paper with his fingers.
"Italian Baron..."
For some reason, this sentence made him a little concerned.
He flipped through a few more newspapers and found some information about Nolan.
The original owner Nolan's parents died early, and there is no other relatives to help. He was only six years old when he inherited the huge mansion, and was taken over by his godfather to raise him himself.
It was also the godfather who chose the groom himself and entrusted his godson to him.
Marriage between a man and a man can be said to be shocking to the world, and neither the royal family nor the church will allow such absurd things to happen. But I don't know how tough Earl Augustine's wrist is, and he managed to bear the pressure.
Even, inside the castle that is unknown to outsiders, he has already made up his mind to be the godson's groom with this outsider.
This is obviously illogical.
Kou Dong stuffed the newspaper back into its original place and narrowed his eyes slightly.
It seems that he is a good godfather...
There are not so many secrets.
When he went downstairs, the butler was the only person serving in the small meeting room with the pot, and the other dolls were all burned to ashes by the fire. Seeing that no other servants appeared, Kou Dong had a clue in his heart, confirming that his choice of burning the tailor first was correct.
The tailor seemed to provide that covering for all dolls, and now that he's gone, the rest can no longer be put together.
The butler held a small silver pot in his hand and poured tea for each host. Kou Dong took a sip of his tea and heard the godfather discussing the land, tenants, and farms with the little milk dog. He didn't intervene, and sat quietly aside. After a long while, he suddenly asked the godfather, "How many guests did you invite?"
The godfather's lips tightened. But the little milk dog laughed. At this moment, he looked like he really had the innocent romance of the Italians. He said: "Where do you need any guests? For my wedding, as long as my brother is there, it will be fine."
Kou Dong still stared at the godfather, and didn't respond to the little milk dog's words at all.
He whispered, "Don't you want someone to witness for us?"
The godfather's jaw moved slightly, he didn't seem to be enjoying any joy, but instead revealed a bit of suppressed depression. He stared straight at Kou Dong, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you want someone to witness?"
"Of course," Kou Dong replied, "This is the only wedding in my life."
The godfather stood up abruptly from his chair. He glanced at his godson, and there was a great deal of thunder in that gaze. He took a step forward and walked towards the study without saying a word, leaving the nominal fiancé behind.
"Hi, hi," the little milk dog leaned on the sofa with a soft voice, "Brother has made adults unhappy."
He stretched out a hand and stroked the boy's bundled, soft black hair.
Kou Dong said, "Really?"
"Yeah," the little milk dog said with a smile, his fingers slightly downward, and rubbed the back of his neck instead, "My lord is upset... Brother will suffer a lot tomorrow."
His gaze seemed to be glued to that hand, piercing through the clothes and spreading all the way down.
"In this case, it's better to ask me to eat it in advance," he said softly, "brother said, right?"
Kou Dong didn't listen to his almost bewitching words, but also laughed along with him.
"Are you kidding me? If anyone goes first, then naturally the godfather will go first—how will it be your turn?"
The little milk dog's eyes froze suddenly. The Baron, who had looked flamboyant and affectionate just now, suddenly tightened his face, and his voice was also strange.
"Is brother serious?"
Kou Dong said, "Naturally."
The little milk dog didn't say a word, and suddenly stood up from the sofa. He pursed his lips tightly, as if holding back something, but in the end he didn't utter a single word, and strode towards the door with big strides.
Kou Dong ran away two NPCs angrily with a few words, and sipped tea alone in the living room. After taking two sips, he began to look for the housekeeper, shaking the cup, "Did you do it on purpose? Knowing that I have a bad stomach, you still serve me cold tea?"
Butler: "..."
The butler moved silently and went out to remake tea for him.
So Kou Dong was left alone in the room. He walked around in a circle, and sat down on the sofa contentedly.
"I've wanted to lie down for a while," he said to the system, "They really take up space."
The game system was shocked by his operation and was speechless for a long time: […]
To be honest, Kou Dong can be regarded as a talent for an NPC with a favorability score of 90.
After half a day, it reluctantly said: [The player's gameplay has never been seen before.]
It's a good thing they didn't kill you with a knife...
Kou Dong said modestly: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, it's just which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted."
Game system: […]
You are quite proud of your feelings!
"They can't do much during the day," Kou Dong smiled slightly, "They still can't bear it."
Why must it be at night? Kou Dong felt that there must be other reasons.
But before he understands these reasons clearly, he intends to try it first.
Love game anchor, not good at other things, only a few things are very good at.
For example, instigating NPCs to be jealous, or dealing with the Shura field, individually appeasing NPCs' bad moods...
With a few words, Kou Dong stirred up the godfather's fire, and now he plans to put out the fire for others.
He lay on the sofa for a long time and even took a nap before knocking on the door of the study. Before knocking, he asked the system: "Look at me now, is it pitiful enough?"
Game system: [... Poor.]
Powerful, the eye circles are red. It looked as if he could cry in the next second.
When Kou Dong heard this, he was very satisfied. He knocked on the door symbolically, and without waiting for the inside to agree, he unscrewed the door and rushed in: "Godfather..."
The young man's voice choked up, and his shoulders shrugged slightly. He lay on the man's lap, hugging the man's legs recklessly.
"Godfather, can't it be just you?" He said in a low voice, his voice trembling, "I just want to marry you, so can't I..."
Game system: [! ! !]
Fuck - what are players talking about right now? !
The author has something to say:
Kou Dong: The two of them are united, which is too much trouble for me.
I have a bold idea...
system:…
No you don't.
Please don't!