Chapter 153: Playing House

She hung the bell up, and the last person's vote was completed. The system's prompt sound rang.

【Ding-dong–Settling the voting results...】

【Dong Xuan: 4 votes, Wang Xiaonan: 0 votes, Meng Ziqi: 1 vote, Xiao Li: 5 votes, He Sansan: 0 votes.】

【The murderer is out, the detective wins.】

【The current instance is chaotic, please wait for three hours for the player to be transmitted.】

After the last sentence fell, the system made a few "zi-la" sounds, presumably to deal with the players who became NPCs.

But this had nothing to do with them. Su Mian went upstairs and suddenly heard a huge cry. She was stunned for a moment and walked up.

The sound came from the sixth floor. A little girl holding a doll stood outside the door, crying loudly with her face toward the ceiling, still shouting something.

"Dad, Mom, woo-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!!!"

Su Mian had a headache from the noise and looked into the door.

Of the two people who reminded Su Mian of the murderer on the first day, only the little girl was left.

The reason is easy to guess. Those two NPCs must have been players who lost their memories. Now the memories have been returned, and the players have left. Only the little girl is the original resident of this instance.

Su Mian didn't want to intervene in this matter and turned to leave, but unexpectedly, the child saw her at a glance, rushed up and grabbed Su Mian's hand and shouted non-stop.

"Mom! Mom! Woo-woo-woo-ah-ah-ah-ah, don't leave me!!!"

Su Mian had a headache, "I'm not your mom, let go."

The child still didn't let go, even the doll was not wanted, and she threw it on the ground and grabbed her arm tightly.

Su Mian held her forehead, unable to understand why she had come up to look. Curiosity killed the cat; hadn't she just been set up?

Just then, Si She walked down from upstairs, his hair fluffy and dry.

As soon as the child saw him coming, she immediately became honest, the crying stopped abruptly, and she hid behind Su Mian.

"Roll back to the room."

Si She glanced at her, not intending to do anything, took Su Mian's hand and was about to go downstairs.

But the girl was still holding back tears, her hand still hooking Su Mian's sleeve, a little reluctant.

"No... it's okay not to be mom, can you, can you accompany me to play house, no one will play with me in the future."

The two looked at each other and finally followed the child into her house.

The room was messier, the child's skirts and pants were scattered everywhere, on the sofa, on the dining table, and some blocks and plush toys piled up on the ground.

But it wasn't to the point of having no place to step. It could be seen that it became like this today.

As soon as the little girl woke up, she found that there was no one in the house, thinking that her father and mother had gone out to work.

As a result, she found that the two hadn't returned, and she was sad, scared, and ruined the house like this.

Su Mian sighed again at these. Si She touched her head, "This kid is named Min Shuang, and she has changed many fathers and mothers."

He smiled and leaned into Su Mian's ear, "Don't pity her, it's all fake now, and she often steals other people's vegetables."

Su Mian:...

Min Shuang pulled Su Mian's hem and Si She's pants and went inside.

When passing the kitchen at the corner, sure enough, as he said, a pile of fresh delivery boxes were placed on the stove, and the recipients came from different families.

Seeing Su Mian's eyes fall on it, Min Shuang was shocked, rushed over to put the box away, and laughed hee-hee, "a thief calling for a thief."

"Dad, I'm hungry, cook for me."

She grabbed Su Mian's hand and didn't dare to lean toward Si She at all, "Mom, play with me, okay."

Su Mian nodded, and Min Shuang was happy immediately, clapping her hands, and her courage grew a little, "Dad, what are you going to cook for us?"

Si She put the apron on his body, a little yellow duck printed on the pocket of the apron, and the fierce aura faded a bit.

He looked at Su Mian, his eyebrows curved, "Listen to the wife."

Su Mian's eyelashes trembled, and her heart missed a beat. She didn't respond for a long time. Min Shuang shook her hand, reminding her, "Mom, what are we eating?"

When her eyes fell on Su Mian again, her face was already redder than red, and her brain was completely in a crashed state.

She didn't know where to look, her eyes fell on the little lion on Min Shuang's clothes.

"Eat lion... no, lion braised head, no... uh, braised lion, no."

The air was silent. She covered her face and squatted down, only revealing her flushed face, her mumbling voice like a mosquito.

"Braised lion head..."

Si She raised his hand and coughed lightly, covering the corners of his mouth that were about to be unable to suppress, and then glared at Min Shuang.

"Your mom is going to help me, go out and play by yourself."

Min Shuang was aggrieved, didn't dare to say a word, hugged the doll and moved out of the kitchen, and Si She's voice drifted out of the kitchen again.

"Remember to clean up after playing with toys, wash your clothes yourself if they fall on the ground."

Hearing this, Min Shuang "wa-" cried again, crying while stacking blocks, "Bad dad, stinky dad!"

Si She helped the girl who had curled herself into a ball up, her expression calm, as if everything had just happened, "Only eat this?"

Su Mian's breathing rose and fell slightly. Seeing that he had no intention of mocking her, she began to think seriously.

"By the way, do you have anything you like to eat?"

Su Mian asked curiously. Si She shook his head and put the meat into the meat grinder, "If I have to say, I only love drinking."

"How about you?"

Su Mian thought about it, and really frowned, seeming to be a very difficult question to think about.

"I know."

He said, "Mian Mian is a sweet-salty perpetual motion machine. If she eats sweet, she wants to eat salty, but she is not picky."

Su Mian was a little surprised, but also felt that what he said was right. Seeing him adjusting the seasoning, she didn't make a sound to disturb him.

"Well... this kid actually stole cherries."

Si She pressed the meat grinder with one hand, took out a box of cherries, poked the plastic wrap with his index finger, and said something to Su Mian.

But the sound of the meat grinder was too loud, and Su Mian didn't hear it clearly.

"What did you say?"

Su Mian shouted, Si She was helpless, released the button of the meat grinder, "I said,"

He pressed Su Mian's lower lip, forcing her lips to open slightly, and the other hand sent the cherry into her lips and teeth.

"I said... open your mouth."

The juice burst in her mouth, and the sweet and mellow juice slid down her throat.

Si She's Adam's apple rolled, he lifted her chin, and rubbed the juice on his thumb on the corner of the girl's mouth. Su Mian looked up at him in confusion.

Now like this, the mess at the corner of her mouth changed its taste.

He looked like a patient feeder, maliciously smearing the traces, just to see the appearance of the tongue sticking out and licking the place clean.

Thinking so, Su Mian did it.

She didn't know why, she didn't use her hand to wipe it, but licked it directly.

Perhaps it was because she didn't want to get her hands dirty, but she didn't expect that the gaze from above was getting more and more wrong.

"Mom, I don't know how to use the washing machine–"

Min Shuang walked to the door, holding a pile of dirty clothes.

Before she even raised her head, the door was closed.

Min Shuang:...