Are You An NPC?

"That..."

Feng Pei carefully sized her up. He didn't know where to look, and his ears turned red.

Fortunately, it was night, and the light wasn't very good, so no one could see clearly.

Otherwise, it would be trending.

His throat was a little dry. He blinked and asked softly, "Are you arranged by the program team? Like a special reward or something? An NPC?"

Song Yaoyao stood up with the kittens in her arms.

The moment she stood up, Feng Pei was even more dazed.

The girl was petite and slender. She wore a white dress under her sweater, and the hem swayed gently in the wind.

"No."

She answered slowly. She looked at the cameraman who was carrying the camera and tilted her head. "I'm just a passerby."

"Eh?"

Feng Pei saw that she had turned around and left. He was a little anxious and hurriedly chased after her.

"Really? Are you sure there isn't a special mission? Little Cutie? Little Angel?"

"No—"