Poetry NPC: At the beginning, the player will have many children and many blessings

After Mrs. Meiyan took out one million taels of silver tickets without care, Jiang Luo issued her the task of inheriting the ancestry.

When the wife heard the words 'inheritance', she smiled very dejectedly, as if she had something on her mind.

With the help of the Nine Deaths True Qi to open the way, Jiang Luo soon brought the wife with the ID of 'Fish Who Wants to Fly' home.

"Your house is so big. "

Mrs. Meiyan was wearing an elegant cheongsam, exuding a classical intellectual beauty, she was very particular about lifting the cheongsam slightly, raising her fair legs and crossing the threshold.

"Don't dare, it's all up to the shadow of the ancestors. Jiang Luo walked into the courtyard and said modestly.

Mrs. looked back at the Kunlun slaves standing in a row with her hands behind her back outside the door, and saw Momozi playing with the children in the courtyard, and looked very envious.

"It's very popular. She said softly.

Jiang Luo gestured towards the pavilion in the house and said, "Young man, please." "

The fish that wants to fly has obviously been out of the 'young man' level, and it is more appropriate for him to be called Auntie.

But in Tianyou, all NPCs have to call players young heroes, or heroines, heroes, and a few special players can call them names, which is a rule, and Jiang Luo can't violate it.

Mrs. Glamorous walked into the gazebo and sat down with her legs crossed.

Jiang Luo sat down next to her and poured her a cup of hot tea.

Mrs. felt the evening breeze blowing, and felt the strong male breath from Jiang Luo's body next to her, and she burst into tears.

"Shaoxia has something on his mind?" Jiang Luo handed over the hot tea and asked lightly.

The wife looked at the green bamboo in the courtyard and fell into all kinds of thoughts.

Soon, she held the hot tea that seemed to warm people's hearts, and began to pour out her heart to Jiang Luo with red eyes.

The full moon is in the sky.

When the time was approaching, the wife's confession finally came to an end.

Jiang Luo handed his wife a handkerchief at the right time.

"Say, am I unlucky to marry such a dead ghost. The lady wiped away her tears and asked.

Jiang Luo comforted: "Maybe your husband also blames himself, but he doesn't dare to face it." "

"It's weird, he's a bad seed!".

The wife suddenly raised her voice.

Jiang Luo could only smile bitterly.

The wife didn't want to cause Jiang Luo's disgust, and stared above Jiang Luo's face.

She was one of the few women who didn't stare at Jiang Luo's handsome face, and her eyes kept staring at the panel above Jiang Luo's head.

"He used to love playing online games, and if that hadn't happened, maybe he would have been able to see the beauty of the world. "

Mrs. took a sip of tea and complained.

Jiang Luo said with a heavy heart: "Young Heroes Day mourns." "

The story that his wife told him did not have many twists and turns, and it could even be said to be very simple.

It's so simple that even the most ungifted writer can't use her story as fiction material.

But life is like this, and simple things are often the heaviest.

Mrs. originally had a happy family in reality, she was born in a big Chinese family, and the family's assets were not even inferior to the families of the eldest ladies of the Biluo Wasteland Group.

The wife's husband is also a well-connected family with a wealthy family.

The two joined forces and soon had a big villa in the capital of China and lived a happy life.

Then, her son was born, and he grew up in a privileged environment until he was eighteen years old, and was admitted to a prestigious university in the capital.

But on the day her son became an adult, her husband drove his son out to play and had a car accident.

Her son unfortunately died, but her husband survived, and since then he has been in a slump, borrowing alcohol to kill his sorrows, even fighting with others, and recently raising a mistress outside the home, and never coming home.

Her happy family seemed to cease to exist overnight.

The wife knew that her son liked to play online games, so she started playing them as a way to remember her deceased son.

"I'm done, thank you. Mrs. got up and thanked Jiang Luo.

Jiang Zhi didn't dare to do it, and arched his hand: "Shaoxia can come to the house to find me at any time in the future." "

He received a million silver tickets from his wife, and they talked for a total of an hour.

And he mostly sat there and listened.

The wife looked at the sky and prepared to leave the house.

Jiang Luo raised his hand and asked, "Doesn't the young man think about completing the task?" "

Perhaps, the wife gave birth to an heir for him, which can effectively alleviate the longing for the deceased son.

Naturally, he didn't have the idea of picking this lady, he just chose to skip the plot.

This time, he's going to be a serious NPC.

The wife glanced at him resentfully, and said softly: "I know that the functions of your NPCs for marriage and childbirth are all fake, and if you have a child, you will definitely have to buy him equipment and spend money to upgrade him, he must also be dumbfounded, very boring." "

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows.

This is disrespectful to his Jiang family's bloodline.

The heirs produced by his Jiang family are all full of aura and full of subjective initiative, and there is almost no difference from real people.

Jiang Luo guessed that the sad wife was likely to play too many inferior games, especially the kind of skin-changing game with a first charge of six yuan.

"Why don't you give it a try, madam, maybe I'm not like those cheesy NPCs. Jiang Luo smiled slightly.

The lady stood on the stairs of the pavilion, her white legs straight under the cheongsam, and seemed to be a little tempted.

"Can I name him. Mrs. asked curiously.

Jiang Luo waved his hand and said, "Of course, you can choose whatever name you want, this is a privilege specially given to Shaoxia." "

Generally speaking, Jiang Luo does not allow his heirs not to have his surname, but there are exceptions to everything, special matters can be done specially, if the wife wants to give the child the name of her deceased son, Jiang Luo will never stop it.

Mrs. bit her lip lightly, and finally made up her mind, looked at Jiang Luo, and said, "Okay then." "

Jiang Luo nodded and walked to the side room with his wife.

His wife gave him 1 million, which was the title of a concubine and his first concubine.

The two walked into the side room.

[Drop, activate the plot of the house, whether to skip the plot].

This hint appeared in front of both of them.

Jiang Luo chose to skip the plot for the first time.

The wife was about to choose to skip the plot, but received a few prompts.

[Di, your identity is the concubine of the Jiang family, you can only choose to skip the plot and skip success].

[Di, your identity is the concubine of the Jiang family, and the intercourse time has been extended to half an hour].

[Di, your identity is the concubine of the Jiang family, and you will retain all the intercourse experience].

Subsequently, both of them went black.

The dim light in the side bedroom came on and didn't go out until half an hour later.

Inside the compound.

"Mother!".

Jiang Luo looked at the heir born to his wife in front of him, it was a boy with only excellent martial arts talent.

The wife's face was slightly red at this time, and she looked at the man next to her, a little overwhelmed.

She didn't know what had happened in the middle of the room, but it felt surprisingly real.

"Shaoxia, give him a name. Jiang Luo looked at Mrs. Meiyan and said lightly.

Jiang Luo didn't feel it at all, as soon as he closed his eyes and opened them, the child would be twelve years old.

The wife took a deep breath and looked at the rather agile boy, her eyes filled with maternal love that she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Let's call it Wang Taiyi. The wife said.

Jiang Luo said curiously: "Is it the name of the child of Shaoxia?" "

The wife pursed her lips, looking a little lonely.