There is a Problem with This Online Game Planning

"Miss Mu...? Why didn't you call me?"

Mu Wanqing stood behind Lin Yao for a long time, keeping silent.

It wasn't until Lin Yao played the third level that she realized that there was a person standing behind her. She turned around and asked with a smile.

"It's actually nothing."

Mu Wanqing met Lin Yao's gaze and smiled gently: "I just want to watch you play games..."

"Yeah?"

Lin Yao held the handle, looked at Mu Wanqing who couldn't even lie, and said a little amusedly: "Who hugged me the day before yesterday and said that he really didn't want to answer the phone?"

"...It's just that I want to hug you, and complaining is not the point."

Mu Wanqing's fair face was stained with a blush when she heard the words.

"Fine."

Lin Yao smiled: "Miss Mu, who is fine, do you want to play games? I have been busy for so long, so I can just take a rest."

"……I won't."

Mu Wanqing looked at the game on Lin Yao's computer screen, hesitated for a moment, then shook her head slightly.

This girl with black silk glasses has been doing online games for most of her time in the industry, and because she is limited to the limited business scope of her old company Yaoshi Software, the types of games she has been exposed to are also limited.

Like independent games and stand-alone games, she has almost never touched them.

And most importantly.

Ms. Mu is still handicapped... the kind that is even more handicapped than Lin Yao, and she is special for playing games. Although she is not as famous as Qi, if she was the one who played the game in the promotional video, then Qi Jianhua might not have anything to do with it. up.

Lin Yao also knew this, and continued to smile: "I can teach you."

Mu Wanqing thought about it, and then looked at the computer screen, she was really interested.

This time Lin Yao plans to launch a variety of games, most of which are cute in style, and the gameplay feels very simple and very interesting.

So Mu Wanqing subconsciously wanted to pull the chair next to her and sit down.

But with the establishment of the audit department of Linmu Studio, the expansion of personnel, and the change of a new place, Lin Yao has long since had no extra chairs around.

"Actually, you can sit on my lap."

Seeing Mu Wanqing's subconscious movements, Lin Yao tapped the floor with her toes, moved the chair and wanted to put down the handle to let her sit down, but when she got up, she looked at the tall and outstanding Miss Mu, and said more out of a joke said such a sentence.

And Ms. Mu was also unexpectedly straightforward.

Lin Yao had just finished making a joke, but she hadn't had time to say it was a joke.

Mu Wanqing pursed her red lips, smoothed the wrinkles of her skirt gracefully, then came to the vacant seat in front of Lin Yao, and sat down on Lin Yao's lap...

"..."

Lin Yao was stunned, feeling the weight on her thigh, she couldn't laugh or cry: "Mu Wanqing, are you still sitting down!?"

"Didn't you let me sit?"

Mu Wanqing picked up the handle on the table, turned her head slightly, and whispered.

"..."

Because her head was turned sideways and the distance was very close, Lin Yao could see the light hair on Ms. Mu's temples. She actually has beautiful hair, but she usually puts it up when she comes to the studio, which is very dignified.

"Okay, take off your high heels and don't step on me."

Lin Yao was silent for a moment, and finally stretched out her hands to gently embrace Miss Mu's slender waist, then held her hand holding the controller, smelled the faint fragrance from her body, and began to teach her how to play games.

After all, they are all girls, so it doesn't matter if you think about it.

Ms. Mu obediently kicked off her high heels, and stared at the screen with all her attention... she got started quite quickly.

After all, a Mario game.

Compared with games with more action elements such as Castlevania and Metroid, it is relatively simple.

And Ms. Mu seems to be very interested in this kind of game.

Play very focused.

But Lin Yao was a little bit tormented.

After all, such a big big sister sits on her lap and is very heavy. Occasionally, Miss Mu's black silk jade feet wrapped in soft stockings would gently rub against her calf, and she was wearing a skirt again, itching...

It just feels a little weird.

"Miss Mu, what did you want from me just now?"

Lin Yao saw that Miss Mu was getting better, so she let go of her hand, wrapped her arms around her waist, and chatted along the way, trying to divert her attention.

"...In fact, some producers are very resistant to the review mechanism."

Mu Wanqing paused and said softly, "They don't understand our strategy."

"normal."

Lin Yao frowned slightly when she heard the words, and after a while, she slowly relaxed: "After all, the review will increase the difficulty of release, even if the game is excellent, the release speed will also be affected. But they have their considerations, and we have ours." Think about it, and the establishment and simplification of the review mechanism will take time, let’s ignore their protests, we’d better go according to our own plan, and first lay a solid foundation for the platform.”

"Um."

Mu Wanqing was silent for a moment when she heard the words, and then gently agreed.

Then, the talk of work ends there.

Mu Wanqing seemed a little fascinated.

Start to concentrate on playing the game.

Lin Yao looked at it for a while, feeling that her thighs were a little numb... She hugged Mu Wanqing's slender waist, and suddenly shook her lightly, hinting: "Miss Mu, I didn't expect you to look slender, and you are quite slim." weight……"

"Eh? Really..."

Mu Wanqing, who was still very focused just now, immediately stopped the operation, and with the animation of the death of the game character, she turned her head sideways, her fair side face was stained with a slight blush: "Are you fat? I have been controlling my weight all the time."

"I'm not saying you're fat, you're pretty slim, look at your belly, how flat it is, but..."

Lin Yao patted her stomach with a serious face, and continued talking, finally trying to see her: "But, I'm not necessarily strong... Miss Mu, you are very important to me."

"..."

The lady with black silk glasses heard Lin Yao's subtext, her face was reddish, she groped for the high heels, and got up from Lin Yao's lap.

Lin Yao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, stood up quickly, and gave up her seat. After pulling up her skirt, she looked at Mu Wanqing who seemed a little embarrassed, and said, "Sit down, Miss Mu, I'll stand for a while." .”

Mu Wanqing blinked and sat in Lin Yao's seat.

Then, imitating Lin Yao's action just now, she moved the chair to make way for her, then slightly raised her head and looked at Lin Yao: "Would you like to sit on my lap too, as an apology..."

Lin Yao was dumbfounded again.

Then she thought about it, and with the mentality of her big sister not sitting for nothing, she was really embarrassed to sit.

But just sit down.

She regretted it.

its not right.

Why is it getting weirder...

It's like being taught how to play a game.

"Lin Yao, you are so light..."

Mu Wanqing gently embraced Lin Yao, picked up the handle on the table again, then glanced at Lin Yao's snow-white neck that was close to Chi Chi, and whispered something.

"Yeah?"

Lin Yao has never paid much attention to her weight.

"Um."

Mu Wanqing pressed the button on the handle to start again, and then whispered: "It obviously feels like the thigh is fleshy, but it's so light."

"What are you doing staring at my thigh, and the adjective is too weird."

Lin Yao leaned back and bumped into her lightly with some amusement.

"……I am telling the truth."

Mu Wanqing put her snow-white chin on Lin Yao's shoulder, and while manipulating the character, she said, "Every time I feel strange, obviously we both eat about the same, and you don't seem to care about your weight all the time, but you just don't I will get fat, and although my thighs feel fleshy, they are actually very slender, and they are white and long..."

Lin Yao: "..."

She felt that Ms. Mu was a heretic.

Black silk thighs... what a treat.

Keep staring at what you are doing.