It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

"Huh!" Wu Wen let out a long breath and suppressed his worries.

It's useless to think so much, this is his life motto.

So instead of worrying, it's better to skip the worrying part directly, the worst thing is to die.

Wu Wen calmed down and then opened his lips slightly.

"Hong Yuan!"

Accompanied by his soft call, scarlet mist slowly permeated around him.

A figure in a red dress slowly condensed in his arms.

The pale, soft and cold arms gently wrapped around Wu Wen's shoulders, and a delicate pale face looked at Wu Wen face to face, looking at the expression on her face, she seemed a little happy.

Wu Wen heaved a sigh of relief.

Hong Yuan's favorability increased, and the ghosts were a little sweeter than before. As long as he didn't provoke her, the feeling of getting along with her was a little better than before.

With a thought, a delicate little cake of resentment slowly emerged from Wu Wen's hand.

It was still the delicate gray resentment like mist. The size and condensation of these resentments were much higher than the resentment lollipops, which also made them condense into a solid cake.

The cake was not big, but just a small cake the size of a palm. It was called a cake, but it was better to say it was a pastry. It was about the same size as the small cake in Baixianglin.

However, although it was small, it had the shape of a cake. A layer of gray resentment cream was spread on it, and below it was a black resentment cake, which was also dotted with some resentment fruit pudding, which looked delicate and delicious.

There was even a resentment knife and fork next to the plate, which was obviously used as a tool for their convenience.

"Gurgle!" As soon as the resentful cake appeared in Wu Wen's hand, the sweet smell that ghosts had never smelled came to her face. Hong Yuan, who had just looked at Wu Wen with love, turned her cute little head almost instantly, and her scarlet eyes stared at the resentful cake in Wu Wen's hand, and even her stomach made a gurgling sound like a human.

She was an ancient ghost, and an ancient ghost who had never enjoyed any blessings. How could she have seen such a sweet and delicious thing?

So once this resentful cake was taken out, it had a huge killing power on Hong Yuan.

"Chirp?" The human skin that was driving the excavator also raised its little skin head cutely, staring straight at the sweet smell in Wu Wen's hand, which he had never seen before.

Obviously, Hong Yuan was not the only one attracted by this resentful cake.

Even the tattoo of the Pen Fairy on Wu Wen's belly began to feel a little cold, and in the shadow behind him, an eye quietly raised up in the dead silence but filled with desire.

"Bang!" There was a strange sound from the sofa in the house. Wu Wen looked back and saw that the female corpse who had been lying on the sofa actually sat up.

"Good fellow!" Wu Wen looked at the performance of the ghosts beside him in surprise.

"Is this resentful little cake going to kill you like this? If I had known this earlier, I would have used the resentful little cake to cultivate Hong Yuan's favorability, wouldn't it be ridiculous?" Wu Wen suddenly felt that he had lost tens of billions.

Feeling something in his heart, he looked at the mobile phone in his left hand.

At this time, in the game interface on the mobile phone, the little female ghost who had been hiding in the dark house at the end of the dark path had quietly come to the path at some point. At this time, she was hiding behind the tree trunk beside the path, revealing her little head and secretly looking at the direction of the small cake in Wu Wen's hand outside the screen.

The little face that was torn apart and had some cracks was full of admiration and desire, and the scarlet eyes full of fear were full of desire.

As if it had noticed Wu Wen's gaze, the little head hidden behind the tree suddenly shrank back again.

But after a while, it quietly stretched out again, and met Wu Wen's gaze again.

Well, it shrank back again!

Wu Wen looked at the ghosts and monsters with a little amusement, and then said: "Okay, don't hide, come out, there are all, one ghost for each!"

As soon as the voice fell, the human skin ran over from the place where the sand was placed in the garden on his small excavator, and stood in front of Wu Wen obediently, looking at the resentment cake in his hand with a firm look, as if he wanted to enter the pawn.

A pink oil-paper umbrella hit Wu Wen's head

, along with the spread of cold air, the figures of the two ghosts, Pen Fairy and Beautiful, also quietly appeared on both sides of Wu Wen, but he did not dare to reach out or speak.

After all, Hong Yuan is still in Wu Wen's arms. With her, no ghost dares to show up.

Even with the noise behind him, the female corpse that sat up from the sofa also staggered out of the room with a hunched body and stood quietly behind Wu Wen.

Wu Wen nodded with satisfaction, looked around, and found that there was no figure of the little female ghost he had just bought.

"Damn, this child is afraid and dare not come out?" Wu Wen's heart sank, he looked at the phone, and sure enough, the little face exposed behind the tree was full of entanglement and fear, but also full of desire and desire.

"Oh no, it seems that she is not a fake waste, she is a real waste!" Wu Wen's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that his ten thousand ghost coins were really wasted again!

If you don't even dare to ask for the gift you offered, what else can you be if not a real loser?

Wu Wen now feels that Hong Yuan is still better. Although she often abuses herself, although she almost strangled herself last time, and although she always wants to kill herself, she feels safe with such a ghost!

Now look at this iron loser hiding behind the tree, what can she do? What will she do? What dares she do?

Wu Wen sighed inwardly, but he did not favor one over the other. Instead, he said softly to his mobile phone: "Xuyuan, you come out too, and you have yours too."

As Wu Wen spoke, a scarlet mist slowly appeared in the corner of the wall.

Then Xuyuan's pitiful and timid figure timidly appeared in the corner of the wall.

Damn it! Wu Wen was speechless.

You are a fierce ghost! A fierce ghost! Not a mouse!

Oh, forget it, if you are timid, you are timid. It's easier to control.

Wu Wen sighed, and temporarily ignored the little ghost girl who was cowering in the corner, but directly stuffed the resentment cake in his hand to Hong Yuan in his arms.

"Come, Hong Yuan, this is yours."

Hong Yuan leaned on Wu Wen's body, took the resentment cake with joy, and then lifted her little head with her long spine, and sent it to the resentment cake, and then gently sniffed the sweet taste on it.

Suddenly, a burst of surprise burst out in Hong Yuan's scarlet eyes.

"Here, human skin, yours!" Wu Wen took out another piece and handed it to the human skin in front of him.

"Chijiji!!!" The human skin chirped happily, it took the cake with both hands, happily hugged and kissed Wu Wen, and then ran into the house happily.

This guy is neither human nor ghost, and Hong Yuan is too lazy to pay attention to his intimate behavior.

After all, in her eyes, human skin is no different from the stone on the ground, and no one would be angry because a stone kissed her husband.

Wu Wen took out another piece and handed it to Meihao, who was staring at him eagerly.

"Here, yours!"

Meihao took it with both hands, and was very surprised. She also wanted to kiss Wu Wen on the face like a human skin.

However, as soon as she stretched her head out, Hong Yuan's cold eyes had already looked over.

Damn, getting one small cake is not enough, and you want to take advantage of two?

Facing Hong Yuan's deadly eyes, Meihao ran into the house with her cake in her arms.

However, as soon as she ran into the door, she was attracted by the movement behind her and turned her head back.

"Here, Meihao No. 2, yours!"

The female corpse staggered to take the cake, and she had not opened her eyes until now.

But holding the cake in her arms, she also leaned over and kissed Wu Wen on the face.

Hong Yuan also turned a blind eye, because this was the same type of thing as human skin, just stone!

And Meihao turned around and saw this scene.

"Hoo!" Meihao looked at her own corpse kissing Wu Wen's face, and the whole ghost almost exploded.

Why? Why can she kiss herself but not herself? This Meihao can kiss but this Meihao can't?

Damn!

Meihao's good mood just now has turned into depression. She walked into the room with her cake in her arms.

And the cake-sharing journey outside the room is still going on.