As soon as he sat down in his seat, he heard a gradually clearer voice from the bottom of his heart, as if someone was calling him from the bottom of his heart.
In fact, this was not an illusion. Ye Mengqiu knew that someone was really calling him from the bottom of his heart.
After hearing three calls of "Ye Mengqiu" in succession, he agreed in his heart, and then said silently in his heart:
"It's so early today, Mengmeng, do you miss me?"
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After returning home and taking a shower, Ye Mengqiu received a call from the delivery boy.
After a short phone call, Ye Mengqiu hung up the phone and went out to get takeout.
There is an access control at the door of his community, and he can't get in without an access card, so the delivery boy can only deliver the food to the door and then call someone to come down and pick it up.
Couriers are also unable to enter the community, but unlike takeaways, they can deliver the courier directly to the post station next to the community without waiting at the door of the community.
This also led to the situation where residents in the community had to go downstairs in person when ordering takeout. Ye Mengqiu also complained a little about this at first, but he also knew that this was for the safety of the community, and he gradually got used to it.
Although a little convenience has been sacrificed, the safety index of the community has indeed been guaranteed. At least there will be no random people, and no one has heard of any homes being stolen.
After getting the takeout and returning home, he quickly finished dinner and then turned on the computer.
There was still some time left before the time he agreed with Jiang Rumeng. He planned to take advantage of this gap to update the novel he had written before. Although he had edited a lot of manuscripts before, he would eventually run out of them, so he would occasionally use them when he had time.
Take the time to code and save new contributions.
This is also thanks to his automatic coding machine and rich experience in novels. He can use his memory to reproduce the plots of novels he has read in his previous life, and then use his thoughts to quickly make these words appear on the computer, so that he can code them in a little time.
Write a lot of words.
And what he has to do is just organize the language and make the words smooth.
Half an hour later, he looked at the newly saved manuscript that he had coded and showed a satisfied smile.
Automatic coding machine, so delicious!
He looked at the time and found that the time agreed with Jiang Rumeng was not far away.
In order to avoid being late, he decisively turned off the coding software, turned off the computer, and then walked into the bedroom.
As usual, after he entered the bedroom, he went to bed, lay down on his back, and then began to silently enter the world of the floating universe.
His eyes suddenly darkened and then lit up, and he had arrived in the game world.
Although he has entered the game world many times, he is still a little uncomfortable. After all, there are many actions here that he cannot do.
For example, if he wants to make an action, in reality, as long as he gives instructions in his mind, his body will make corresponding actions. However, in the game, certain instructions appear in his brain, but some actions will not appear.
This gives people the feeling that their body is broken.
Of course, there is nothing we can do about this. After all, Fusheng Game is only a product of the Internet era, not the Metaverse era. It cannot have such a detailed design, nor can it carry such a huge data flow.
If you want to blame it, you can only blame the system's Metaverse game console for being too advanced.
Ye Mengqiu secretly laughed in his heart, and just as he was about to do something, he heard a soft, soft voice coming from his ear.
"Master, are you here?"
This is Mengmeng's voice, she actually came to bed so early.
Because he just checked the time, he knew that he was not late and even got online early.
As for hearing Jiang Rumeng's voice just after logging into the game, he was not surprised. This was not the first time. After all, the two of them were in a love relationship in the game, and they could completely transmit the voice to her through the love-specific skill [Homophony and Harmony].
each other.
In the game, you can communicate with Mengmeng through the exclusive skill of Love and Harmony. In reality, you can communicate with Mengmeng through the couple's psychic telepathy. This feels like Mengmeng is always by my side and I can hear her at any time.
Nice and moving voice.
By the way, in the game we also have a love-specific skill, Dreaming, which can be teleported directly to each other. It would be great if there were similar skills in reality.
That way we can see each other every day and hold her little hand every day.
Thinking of this, Ye Mengqiu began to look forward to it.
"Master?"
At this moment, a voice that seemed to come from outside reached Ye Mengqiu's ears, interrupting his trance.
"Sorry, I was distracted just now." Ye Mengqiu explained honestly.
"Ah? Master, are you thinking about other things? Did I disturb Master? Then I will come back to Master later." Jiang Rumeng said this, but she felt a little depressed in her heart.
"Come to me again later? What? Mengmeng, are you going to run away after causing trouble?" However, Ye Mengqiu didn't seem to intend to let her go so simply, and said plausibly.
"Is it a very important thing? I didn't mean it just now, and I don't know what you were doing, Master." Jiang Rumeng defended in a low voice.
"Yes, it is indeed a very important thing to me, you know? Just now I was accidentally fascinated by your voice. I was immersed in it, but I didn't expect to be interrupted by you.
, how do you plan to compensate me?" Ye Mengqiu said seriously, as if Jiang Rumeng had really done something wrong.
"Ah?" This was completely beyond Jiang Rumeng's expectation. She thought she had just disturbed her master, but she didn't expect to receive such an answer.
Is this Master praising my beautiful and charming voice in disguise?
It turns out that Master is teasing me.
Thinking of this, the little depression in her heart instantly dissipated, and she felt a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.
My master is really a bit naive, no, he still has a childlike innocence.
But she likes it.
Ye Mengqiu did not wait for Jiang Rumeng's answer. He paused and continued: "Well, the Consumer Rights Law stipulates that one will be refunded and three will be compensated, so let's calculate the loss and compensate three. Mengmeng, you interrupted my beautiful life.
If you want to experience it, you have to compensate me three times. Emmm, just call me husband three times. How about it? Is your master generous enough?"
Hearing Ye Mengqiu's "loose compensation conditions", Jiang Rumeng couldn't help but burst into laughter.
She didn't reject her master, nor did she agree. After all, she was embarrassed to say "husband" directly even if he asked her to call him "husband" several times.
She chose to skip her master's question and said instead: "Master, I just made some lotus seed soup. Do you want to come over and eat together?"