Who wants to learn sewing skills while dating?

Mo Heng was too obedient, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Chu Jun was even more unscrupulous, which made Chu Jun wonder if there were no outsiders present at this moment, this mad dog would probably pounce on him to the ground.

Chu Jun put her hand on Mo Heng's neck, feeling his breathing quicken, and chuckled, "I wonder if Mr. Mo is always so obedient to everyone?"

The man's pulse was beating in his palm. As long as Chu Jun exerted a little force, he could easily break his neck.

It is really audacious to put your life in the hands of an NPC.

Mo Heng lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes hiding most of the emotions in his eyes, and he did not answer Chu Jun.

The players had been following the two men's movements closely. Ever since Mo Heng returned unscathed, they had already begun to speculate about his identity.

The big boss who only appeared in the players' mouths was now standing in front of him. It was something he had never dared to imagine.

In surprise, they saw the beautiful NPC reach out and "grab" the boss's neck. The atmosphere between the two seemed to become tense in an instant, and they were about to "fall out" in the next second.

'Didn't the boss and the young master have a very good relationship?' Several people wondered at the same time, but they could only stay where they were, fearing that they would be implicated.

"Oh my God! What on earth has happened here? How did it become like this?"

Butler Anderson suddenly rushed out of the castle. Seeing the bare garden, he covered his head with his hands, as if he had suffered a great blow.

The young master stood out in the crowd with his gorgeous attire. The noble boy was invited to enjoy the flowers, so naturally not even the corners of his clothes were messy. He was so exquisite that he could attend a dinner party right away.

The housekeeper saw Chu Jun and trotted to his side with a worried look on his face: "My dear young master, are you hurt? Do you need to arrange for a family doctor to see you?"

Chu Jun had no choice but to let go of Mo Heng because of Anderson's approach.

They both thought to themselves, "What a pity."

The housekeeper didn't dare reveal his true feelings to Mo Heng. He only wanted to quickly take the young master away from this dangerous guy: "Young Master, lunch is ready."

"No need." Chu Jun's attitude towards Anderson was not good. He took out a handkerchief from Mo Heng's shirt pocket and wiped his hands elegantly.

Because of this action, Chu Jun exposed his wrist, and the slightest blush on his fair skin was particularly obvious. There was a circle of red handprints on the young master's wrist, as if it had been grabbed by some rude guy who didn't know the etiquette.

"Oh my God! Who is so ignorant of etiquette as to injure the young master? Please come back with me immediately and let the family doctor see it so that we can rest assured."

The exaggerated dubbing accents made Chu Jun's head hurt. He couldn't help but grumble quietly, "The game's translation system is really backward."

Mo Heng seemed to have heard his words. He glanced at Chu Jun with his dark eyes and then quickly looked away.

"Go away. Can't I go?" Chu Jun impatiently dealt with the diligent housekeeper.

She turned sideways and stuffed the used handkerchief back into Mo Heng's left chest pocket, then patted him twice on the chest: "See you tonight, Mr. Mo."

This slightly ambiguous action stunned everyone. Butler Anderson's eyes suddenly became sharp. He looked up and down at the dangerous guest with a cold gaze, as if he was treating him as an object whose value could be measured.

Players are more impressed by the courage of this NPC. If they tease this adult, they wonder if he will die miserably later...

Mo Heng, on the other hand, had deep eyes, making his thoughts difficult to understand.

After seeing the young master's figure disappear into the castle along with Anderson, he headed back to his room.

"Tonight... I'm really looking forward to it~"

"Do you think the boss and the NPC have fallen in love?" Wang Linlin's intuition was particularly sharp at this time. No matter how he looked at it, it seemed that the two people were running towards each other.

"Whether it is or not has nothing to do with us." Russell's face had regained some color. The base of her left arm was still bandaged, but she was able to walk steadily on her own, and her facial expression had returned to normal.

All players who can survive to this level in the game are ruthless.

Russell glanced back at the withered rose garden and said to the other four, "Before, we couldn't confirm the identity of that gentleman, and getting his help was completely accidental. Now that we know who he is, what we need to do is clear."

Jia Tian and Mao Weiqi looked at each other and nodded. They had already confirmed in their hearts that it must be that person.

"Um, may I ask... what's your guess?" Yan Yang and Wang Linlin really had no idea. They only saw the adult digging up the soil in the back garden in a few minutes. They didn't even see clearly what he did. They were just shocked.

"Except for fixed teammates, we won't remember any players' names, right?"

"Yeah." The two little guys nodded obediently.

"Think about that name everyone knows."

"Everyone knows..." Yan Yang said as he suddenly realized.

The only time in the game that a player's name appeared in a system notification, and whose name was not erased from the system's memory—

"Mo Heng."

[Thank God, these little guys finally reacted. ]

The double-blind system is a real evil. It already lacks trust between players, and it also erases our memories of other players.

[Yes, otherwise the players would have united over the years.]

There are only a few team items, but these two C-rank kids were lucky enough to get them early.

[To be honest, I want to rob it.]

【Haha, who wouldn’t want that? 】

[The NPCs are calling him Mr. Mo, but it took them so long to react. This is not good~]

[The little beauty knew Mo Heng's name before her teammates, haha]

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"So what should we do now?" Before, we could only take one step at a time, thinking that we just had to cling to the boss's thighs. Now it seems that the three of them have other plans.

"We need to show the boss our value." Jia Tian took out a shovel and began to dig. "He won't keep worthless people around."

What they did before just happened to suit Mo Heng's preferences, it was just luck.

The two little guys immediately followed Jia Tian's actions, took out their shovels, walked over to Jia Tian's side and asked for information: "Can you tell me more?"

Jia Tian looked at the injured Russell and rarely did he talk about science with the two little guys.

"Mo Heng, Mr. Mo, is the oldest player in the game. No one knows when he entered the game. It could be ten years ago, twenty years ago, it's all possible. After all, apart from those on the top list, no one knows how long the game has been around."