After I traveled through the book, I became an NPC in a horror novel

Chapter 225 Thorn Manor 4

Yang Guang felt the breathing of the person above his head, and without hesitation rejected the offer to leave the manor.

Are you kidding? A copy is only so long. You can't stay there just because the players leave. Yang Guang doesn't want to run to some unknown city because of the players.

Yang Guang's purpose of entering the dungeon has now changed from making money to seeing Cyril, because giving up and compressing his and Cyril's alone time just for a few players is impossible for Yang Guang.

Cyril was a little surprised to feel Yang Guang's resistance.

"Ma'am... we will meet in real life, right? Just like before... so you don't have to be too nervous. If you don't want to, it's okay to leave for a short time. I will come to find you."

Cyril stroked Yang Guang's fingers, inserted his hand between Yang Guang's fingers, and then tightly held the hand in his palm.

Yang Guang listened to Cyril's calm voice and rational arrangements, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

It was this person who made me leave, and it was also this person who held my hand tightly.

When I leave, this person will be the one who goes crazy.

"Shut up, I came here just to see you. If I say I won't leave, then I won't leave. What's the point of coming here if I can't see you? I'm just afraid of trouble. Don't think too much."

The blunt words were said in a not-so-nice tone, but Cyril's heart couldn't help but soften.

He bent down and kissed Yang Guang's hair, sniffed the fragrance of the hair of the person in his arms, and secretly curled up the corners of his mouth.

Yang Guang twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his free hand, and touched the other side of Cyril's face that was resting on his shoulder.

There was no young master or earl at all; all he saw was a clingy little golden retriever.

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He eats and drinks enough every day, is taken out to play during the day, and occasionally does a hearty aerobic exercise. As a result, Yang Guang's sleep quality and daily routines are getting healthier and healthier.

As the Countess of Thorn Manor, Yang Guang can of course get up whenever she wants during the day.

Except for those days when he was particularly tired at night, Yang Guang would not be late even if he woke up naturally.

Of course, if he worked hard at night, Yang Guang might sleep until noon. No one would disturb his sleep, and no one dared to disturb his sleep.

After all, the Earl wanted to hold him in his hands and love him, so the servants dared not displease the Earl and Countess.

In this case, Cyril would sometimes quietly leave the room early to handle some work. So when Yang Guang opened his eyes, he would be alone on the soft and comfortable big bed.

But most of the time Cyril spends time with his wife whenever possible.

"Knock knock knock."

There was a proper knock on the door not too early in the morning. Cyril opened his eyes the moment he heard the knock and covered his wife's ears with his hands. He was a little excited last night and did a little too much, which made Yang Guang exhausted. If nothing unexpected happened, Yang Guang would sleep until noon today.

The person knocking on the door was very careful, and the sound of the knocking did not penetrate Cyril's palm and wake up Yang Guang who was sleeping soundly. After confirming that his wife was sleeping well and did not seem to be waking up at all, Cyril got out of bed.

Cyril put on his nightgown, gently opened the door, walked out, and looked at the butler who was already dressed neatly, even his beard was trimmed meticulously: "What's wrong, Butler Yodon?"

Butler Yoton glanced at Cyril and replied respectfully, "The new selected male and female servants are about to arrive at the manor. Do you need to see them?"

Cyril pinched the bridge of his nose. He knew as soon as he heard that the people coming were players. He and Yang Guang were in their honeymoon period and he was in a very good mood, so Cyril didn't want to bother with these players. As long as they didn't provoke him and his wife, he didn't want to bother.

"Don't leave them idle for now. Wait until Madam has rested well before going to see them."

Find more things for them to do, and it would be best if they don't have time to commit suicide in front of me and Yang Guang.

Butler Yoton knew his own earl, and after understanding Cyril's meaning, he turned and left. Cyril returned to the room, hugged the little ball of Yang Guang on the bed back into his arms, and then listened to Yang Guang's heartbeat, brewing his own sleepiness.

After an unknown number of hours, when Yang Guang thought the kitchen had already started preparing the food, he slowly woke up.

"Um...don't tie me up..."

Yang Guang pushed against Cyril's shoulder, then buried himself in the quilt again.

Yang Guang likes the quilt the most every morning, both in terms of temperature and softness, but he has to leave his favorite bed every morning, and today is no exception.

Yang Guang, who was awakened by Cyril's peck, stretched lazily helplessly, ignoring the "cracking" sound of his bones, sat up and rubbed his eyes.

Cyril rubbed Yang Guang's waist with an apologetic look on his face, then stood up and took out a long dress that Yang Guang had never seen before: "Madam, wear this today, I'll help you put it on."

Yang Guang, who had just woken up, was very obedient and let Cyril do whatever he wanted. Not long after, he put on the black dress that looked somewhat formal.

The off-shoulder collar fits Yang Guang's shoulders and chest very well, and it can be seen that the clothes are specially tailored for Yang Guang's body shape.

The hand-woven lace pendant on this dark-colored long skirt makes the skirt look solemn and yet a little girly.

Cyril lifted Yang Guang's hair and put a heavy sapphire necklace on him. Yang Guang shivered at the coldness of the necklace and then realized that his clothes today seemed particularly formal.

"…Is there anyone coming to the manor?"

Yang Guang seemed to have guessed who the visitor was.

Cyril lowered his head and kissed Yang Guang's shoulder, said "hmm", and then hugged Yang Guang from behind.

Yang Guang usually wears light and simple long skirts. She was a little uncomfortable wearing such a formal dress suddenly.

But it was obvious that he was not the only one who was not used to it. Cyril's eyes darkened, and he suddenly didn't want Yang Guang to follow him out to meet the group of ants.

Players who are called ants: "..."

After much effort, they finally entered the manor. When they heard that the treatment in the manor was good, they were relieved. However, after actually entering the manor, all the players regretted it.

Because I am so tired!

I had just come in and changed into my work clothes, and before I had time to take a good look around the dormitory, I was immediately assigned a bunch of work by the housekeeper who looked very serious.

This renovated castle is large and has many rooms. The people were so tired that they didn't even have time to record its geographical location.

After a busy morning, it was finally almost time for lunch. The few of them finally breathed a sigh of relief, and were told that the Earl and Countess would show up at noon.

The players quickly tidied themselves up, hoping to leave a good impression on the Earl and Countess.

Therefore, when Yang Guang thought he would see a group of ambitious players, what he saw instead were only a few men and women with faces that looked as if they were living a life worse than death. Even though they were neatly dressed, they could not hide their extremely exhausted temperament.

Yang Guang: “…”