As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Miao saw the fat green bird flying towards him, shouting as it flew, "Cheng Miaomiao, you are finally back!"
Cheng Miao let the parrot lie on top of his head, stretched out his hand to smooth its feathers, and looked at the black cat at the front desk.
Qiu Dong sat there meekly, with her fluffy tail swaying slightly behind her and her furry ears twitching slightly.
He looked at Cheng Miao with eyes like the sea, which were obviously cold, but Cheng Miao could see the worry in them.
Oh, Kitty Cat is worried about herself.
Cheng Miao came up and touched Qiu Dong's head with natural and careful movements, "Hey hey hey, I'm back."
Qiudong glanced at Cheng Miao lightly, and said "hmm" in his throat.
Cheng Miao took it one step further and scratched Qiudong's chin. Qiudong subconsciously raised his chin first, narrowed his eyes and enjoyed the massage. After a few seconds, he woke up again. His tail slapped Cheng Miao's hand, and the whole cat ran to the side.
Cheng Miao disagreed and took back his hand with satisfaction.
"How many days will you stay?" Qiudong looked at Cheng Miao.
If he was not mistaken, they would go to the next hotel next time, and the days that had finally been interesting would become boring again.
Qiudong narrowed his ice-blue eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Cheng Miao looked back at everyone. This time, everyone in the dungeon was injured. Lin Zhu was mentally shocked. Only Qi Jiajia was pulling the parrot's hair in the hall like no one else.
While the parrot was hovering over Qi Jiajia's head, he saw the right moment to peck her head. The two guys were having a lot of fun.
"Ten days, give it a little more rest." Cheng Miao agreed, and Qin Musong paid immediately.
"Thirty percent off for ten days." Qiudong swiped the money, and Cheng Miao felt distressed for a second as he watched the money flowing out.
Fortunately, excluding the room fee, other expenses are almost negligible, which greatly alleviates the distress of Shou Cai Cheng.
"By the way, is there..." Cheng Miao thought about the wording and consulted Qiudong, "A place like a psychological clinic?"
Qiudong was licking his fur, but when he heard this, he put down his paws and looked at Cheng Miao carefully.
After a while, his eyes moved to Lin Zhu, who was a little tired.
"The hotel provides this service for a fee. A one-hour consultation costs 500 travel dollars."
Qiudong understood that this was too common in the game. Cheng Miao only asked now because their team had a very good psychological quality.
Many players' mental values have been greatly reduced, but low-level hotels do not have psychological counseling functions, so players can only endure it. If they endure it, they will become abnormal.
"Sister Miaomiao, I don't need to..."
Cheng Miao interrupted Lin Zhu, and she smiled, "It's not just you, we are all going, everyone is going."
Seeing Qi Jiajia playing the parrot's soft belly unhappily, making the parrot angry, Cheng Miao couldn't help but laugh, "Go and try it first. If you think it's good, just add more time. Don't save money on this, it's about completing the dungeon later."
Lin Zhu also knew the importance, but he was a little reluctant to give up money.
Cheng Miao leaned against the front desk and teased, "You don't really think you are a thigh pendant, do you? How important are you in the lantern copy? How much effort have you forgotten? And it was you who took out Shen Xin's body. You didn't draw the talisman disc. We can’t get through it even if it’s immortal.”
Lin Zhu contributed a lot, but he did a lot of things at the behest of Cheng Miao. When calculating the points, the system naturally added points to Cheng Miao.
This is unfriendly to many teams because it will affect their property distribution, but in the appearance is justice team, there is actually no such concern.
After Lin Zhu's little thoughts were told by Cheng Miao, he scratched his head, put down the little awkwardness in his heart, and laughed happily.
"Okay," Cheng Miao stretched. He had eaten breakfast before releasing the dungeon. It was already late in the afternoon when the dungeon was released, and no one had any intention of eating anymore. "I'm going back to rest. Everyone can make their own arrangements. Time."
Qin Musong was seriously injured in the apartment copy, and he had to go back to rest.
He patted the back of Lin Zhu's neck, like a father and an elder brother, "Don't think too much, just do whatever you want, Boss Cheng has money."
Cheng Miao, who had already reached the elevator entrance, heard it with sharp ears. She raised her hands to protest, "I'm not that rich, so don't squander it!"
Everyone burst out laughing, because the dark clouds hovering above their heads disappeared without a trace.
After Cheng Miao took a hot bath, he lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
·
In the darkness of the void, there is a chair woven with vines and flowers that exudes holy light.
A man too handsome to be described in words sat elegantly on it, with a pair of huge, flawless white wings behind him.
The man looked at a point in the blackness and said, "So, you want to have fun?"
"Life is so boring, and I suddenly miss the old days." The male voice coming from the darkness was as cold as an iceberg, the voice of autumn and winter.
"But is there anything special about the player you chose?" The man seemed to have discovered something interesting, and looked over with his golden eyes teasingly.
"Jia, you are too lenient." Qiudong's somewhat unhappy voice came, and Jia couldn't help but put away his teasing thoughts.
"It's okay if you want to go play. I'll find someone to take your place at your hotel, but you have to know that once you enter the dungeon, you will be injured and die just like ordinary players."
"I know." Qiudong's voice was a little lazy, and the next second he chuckled a little, "Do you think I will die in the dungeon so easily?"
"Of course not," Jia changed to a comfortable sitting position and sighed, "You are one of the best players that the Survival Hotel has ever had."
In the darkness, a slender man could be vaguely seen sitting on the ground with one long leg bent. A flash of blue flashed across his eyes, which were slightly lighter than ordinary people.
·
Cheng Miao stretched out and opened the door to see Qin Musong in an apron and Lin Zhu who was handing out condiments hurriedly.
"Good morning, Sister Miaomiao."
Cheng Miao smelled the scent of bacon. She looked at Lin Zhu's eyes that were obviously much brighter, and felt a little warm in her heart. "Have you gone to psychological counseling?"
Lin Zhu nodded seriously and handed the butter in his hand to Qin Musong, "Yes! Sister Miaomiao, let me tell you, the doctor is a big golden retriever! She is so gentle, and she also gave me hypnotherapy, and I felt much better. ! I think I’m in a better state now than when I first entered the dungeon!”
Qi Jiajia was sitting at the dining table, holding a knife and fork, waiting for breakfast. She frowned impatiently, "Stop talking. Look, after you said it, Cheng Miao started petting the cat and then started thinking about petting the dog!"
Qin Musong looked at Cheng Miao with gleaming eyes, dumbfounded, and put the cooked bacon and omelette sandwiches on the dining table. "Everyone, go try it. I have been a soldier and I know that you should not be careless about psychological problems."
Cheng Miao nodded and looked at Qi Jiajia, "You especially want to go."
Qi Jiajia ate her omelette unhappily without any retort, while the two little Jiujiu hung limply by her side.
Cheng Miao touched Qi Jiajia's head and started having breakfast.
After dinner, Cheng Miao went to psychological counseling, Qi Jiajia took Lin Zhu to play games in the house, and Qin Musong went to the gym to exercise.
An hour later, Cheng Miao felt refreshed and went out to brush money, but heard a gentle mature female voice from behind, "Qiudong, there is no need to brush money for this little girl."
