Guide on How to Fail at Online Dating

Ch71 - Why did this Ge give me money once again!!!

Edited by Divetus

No matter if it was scum or slag man, it was already done. Now, the only thing that Jing Huan was thankful for was that he hadn't asked Yearning For to marry him into an Eternal Love marriage.

Otherwise, even if he had ten lifetimes, he would have no way to pay him back.

Just thinking about it scared him!

He was brought back again to the scene that he had first seen when he had come online.

He hadn't looked carefully before since he was in a hurry, but now when he entered the house, he noticed that all the furniture inside was gone.

In fact, it was completely unreasonable to make Yearning For live in this small shabby house with him. As everyone knew, NCH wouldn't let go of any chance to make players toss money at them, so even the players' houses had corresponding attributes.

For example, with Yearning For's big mansion, his feng shui was rated as The Purple Cloud that Comes From the East. The experience gained from sitting at home was 30% higher than that of sitting in other feng shui houses. It was rumored that some player once triggered a happy encounter at home and dug up a rare soul beast egg. In short, the benefits were countless, and occasionally surprises would pop up.

While at his own small dilapidated house, his feng shui was also rated—"Windy and Fierce."

Just hearing the name, you could tell it was unlucky.

However, the experience gained from sitting at home wasn't that much to begin with. The 30% bonus wasn't that attractive, and Jing Huan also didn't like to play with NCH's residential system so he was too lazy to change it after buying the account. The only use that the dilapidated house served him was as a warehouse that could provide him with some sundries.

Yearning For had actually been to his house, and had still agreed to move in with him.

Jing Huan's mind suddenly came up with the sentence— "marry a chicken and follow the chicken."

He had just wanted to speak up and say, "Why don't we not move ba," when he saw the man in black robes suddenly stoop and place a big cloth bag on his shoulders.

This was NCH's action of moving houses.

Xiang Huaizhi opened up the dialogue box of the carriage driver and asked him, "What's the address number of our house?"

Although he had been there before, it had been a long time ago, and whatever impression he had of it was long gone.

Jing Huan replied, ".....1219. "

The scene switched, and the two of them came to that small dilapidated house.

Wooden house, broken fence, weeds mixed with small white wildflowers grew rampant in front of the front door, and the petals fluttered in the wind alone.

If there wasn't anything to compare to, there would be no harm.

It wasn't the first time Jing Huan had met people in this shabby house, but now Jing Huan felt very embarrassed.

He coughed softly. "In fact, the feng shui and size of the house are not so important. As long as it's livable it's good, la..."

[Misfortune! You've just opened your door to be ambushed by a long-time mountain bandit leader! The house has lost seven liangs of silver, a spring outing picture, and a wooden stool.]

Xiang Huaizhi: "..."

Jing Huan: "..."

Shit.