Chasing My Wife in an Escape Game

(The author has gone to work as a poor cow and horse, and the update of TAT is unstable) The game begins when Yan Muchen wakes up and sees a rotten pumpkin head lying on his window. "Fuck." Yan Mu Shen cursed, closed his eyes and lay back expressionlessly, "I'm still dreaming." After waiting for two minutes, Yan Mushen opened his eyes. This time, the pumpkin head had already stretched out his tongue and licked his glass window, "..." "Guess" is a thriller escape game. It is based on the real world and brings players into the game. Each level is a different map. As long as you clear the level ten times, you can escape from the game. But in the past ten years, no one has completed the game. They are all locked up in the game in different forms. "Guess who the monster is, kill it and you can live." But how can you be sure that what you killed must be a monster and not a human being? This is a game that infinitely explores fear and challenges the bottom line of human nature. "We don't distort human nature, we only spread fear." The NPC wearing a smiley mask said with a smile. The game was filled with red, fishy odor, and human tissue until a man walked in. Yan Mu Shen kicked the monster's head away and clicked his tongue, "This place doesn't have a business license at first glance. As a good citizen, I have to report it." "Hey, the beauty over there, can you lend me a communicator and call me?" The white whale who was stopped turned his face, revealing a face that, although extremely beautiful, was clearly that of a man. He looked at Yan Muchen coldly, as if he were looking at a dead person, "Who is your name?" Yan Mu Shen's heartbeat soared to a hundred and eighty percent. He straightened out his chest and muscles, wiped his hair, and showed off his handsomeness in all aspects. "Hey, do you have a chance to meet me? My name is Yan Mu Shen, I am 189.5Cm tall and have excellent genes. What, please meet me?" Beluga: Psycho? This unique encounter made Beluga deeply reflect on himself and regret almost every day in the days to come: Why didn't I kill him then? ** If this game has no end, then beat it and make your own. Thirty-two years old is the time when you are a hot-blooded middle schooler/talk a lot/occasionally want face/big body/reliable/strong sense of justice/attack, big beauty/humanoid weapon/are you sexy? Okay, I'll give you two punches first, and then I'll show you/receive them too *****Highlight: All members pretend to be B****** Attacking is the king of oral pleasure, receiving is the master of learning. *Not giving birth to a child is just a shame. *Completely imaginary future world awqwq pps: It's a story I really want to write. It's a story I like very much, but it's my first time writing this type of story. Please forgive me for any shortcomings. Thank you very much~ I would like to recommend a pre-accepted product below~please add it to your collection=-= 1: Title: "Yes, My Mind Was Read" - So What? Copywriting: Yan Congjin was over thirty years old. The elders in his family were eager for his marriage and urged him many times. However, Yan Congjin agreed to the blind date arranged by his family. Regarding his blind date, Yan's mother described it this way: "That child is so beautiful. I fell in love with him right away. He is well-behaved, cute, and sensible. He is also a colleague of yours, and he is also from the entertainment industry. You two have common topics to talk about." Yan Congjin agreed. He originally wanted to ask Yan's mother for information about the other party and get to know the other party first, but he did not expect that he suddenly encountered a car accident and had the ability to read minds after waking up. Yan Congjin's plan was disrupted and his life changed. He felt tired and helpless. He didn't like this power, and he didn't plan to fall in love or get married with anyone before his mind-reading ability disappeared. But the blind date had agreed in advance, so he could only go. He hopes that the other person doesn't like him and actively rejects him, so that things will be easier. During the meal, the other person was completely opposite to the entertainment news he had searched for. He was very quiet, seemed to have no interest in him, was indifferent and even a little rude. But this made Yan Congjin sigh in relief. He put down the tableware and planned to take the initiative to send him home after the other party finished the dessert, so that the blind date could come to an end. The cherry-pink dessert was as soft as jelly and was still shaking gently when the waiter placed it on the table. At this moment, he had not heard anything from the other party during the whole lunch, and then the sound rang out. Nalan Ting lowered her thick eyelashes and looked at the desserts still dangling on the table with a cold expression, thinking: If he holds me on the table now, unbuttons my shirt, and puts cream on my chest, should I put my arms around his neck and call his name, or should I open my mouth and let him kiss me? Yan Congjin:... Yan Congjin:? -- Yan Congjin has a gentle and plain personality, and his appearance is also elegant and handsome. Fans say that he is his father's boyfriend, but he actually doesn't understand it until he reads Nalan Ting's heart and tells each story where he is the protagonist. Yan Congjin's ears were all red, and he couldn't help but say something in his heart: This is so outrageous. He wanted to criticize Nalan Ting, but no, it would be better to educate him. He wanted to educate Nalan Ting that you can't play like that there, at least, you can't beat him with a ring/ruler. You can't imagine tying his wrists or other more extreme scenes. Later, Yan Congjin looked at Nalan Ting who was lazily leaning on his bed, his ears turned red again, and he felt that stepping on it wouldn't be a problem. -- Yan Congjin didn't like Nalan Ting's behavior at first, because he was too frivolous, too inconsistent, too addicted and cynical. Later, he felt that there was no more lovely person in the world than Nalan Ting. -- After Nalan Ting found out that Yan Congjin had the secret of mind reading, Nalan Ting held his chin and recalled the little sitcoms he had thought about in front of Yan Congjin during this period, and thought: Well, it has become an art. Yan Congjin can see that he took advantage of the high-level art he created. Nalan Ting never felt that his thoughts were dirty, he just had a strong desire to create. 2: Title: "Oops!" Discovered Copywriting: Here's an introductory version of the copywriting: abo world, double A Shou is a thief, a little idiot, who likes the classmate A in the dormitory, but he is also an A, and he can't love her, so he enjoys stealing clothes every day, including tops, pants, and underwear. But the strange thing is that the school bully acted as usual, neither calling the police nor announcing that he had encountered a pervert. As a result, Shou became more and more courageous and crazy. He wrote in his diary: - The pants he wore today showed off his buttocks, and he wanted to add more. -I want to take him home and let him be in my bed forever. -Want to put stockings on his legs. … He wanted to take possession of the school idol so much that ordinary fantasies could no longer satisfy him, and he was about to take action. He registered a trumpet account and pretended to be pure and innocent to seduce the school bastard. They agreed to meet on Christmas Day. He licked his mouth and showed a fox smile. Well, let's check the homework again! Chains, blindfolds, inhibitors, thongs, underwear... It's perfect. Just waiting for the school boss to attack. But he didn't expect that all these things would be used on himself. The school bastard pinched his tear-stained face and chuckled: "Baby, tell me, what will you do when you see me?" Shou cried and said tremblingly: "When you see your husband, you have to... Lift your legs." The school boss kissed Shou's tears tenderly, "You're so good." The story of a little pervert who is not as perverted as a big pervert, also known as, what? ! Who is the pervert? Intention: Never give up hope, never give up your own kindness