The rise of the fast-moving boss

Chapter 576 I Sell Bowls of Soup in Hell 9
The expression between Bai Wuchang's eyebrows moved slightly, after all, she didn't interrupt An An's words - she knew that what people need most at this moment is not comfort, but listening.

Sure enough, after Anhao finished speaking, she only sighed slightly, picked up the jug and poured herself a glass of wine, raised her head slightly and drank the wine in one gulp: "It's only now that I know..."

know?know what?
"Yaoyao, what do you mean?" Bai Wuchang still couldn't help asking.

Even if the god of death abandoned her on her wedding day before, she never did this—it's just that the pain and sadness between her brows are not lacking.

"The fate in this world is too wonderful after all." An Hao chuckled lightly, with a little sarcasm, then poured another glass of wine and drank it—quickly and quickly.

"Slow down." Bai Wuchang gently stroked An Hao's hand, a little worried, "This wine is very strong."

However, An Hao was taken aback. She looked at Bai Wuchang in a daze: "Can ghosts get drunk too?"

An Hao at this moment seems to be Meng Yao—she has completely entered this role, without a camera, without a lens, without a start... This is her one-man show.

Sometimes, Anhao felt that she was going back and forth between one mission world after another to do missions, as if she had known the script in advance, and then modified the script according to her own ideas.

But that's it—she's always someone else.

But I didn't do myself and live a good life.

I didn't understand at the beginning, so I only thought about the problem from my own point of view to do the task; after a long time, I saw more people, and gradually began to integrate into the tasker himself.

She... is going to counterattack for these people, so naturally she has to live according to their temperament and style.

In this way, her acting skills have not regressed - after all, she often acts, and as she acts, her acting skills become more and more refined.

Instead of being like before, sometimes I would get into the show and not be able to come out for a while.

"...Yaoyao, you are drunk." Bai Wuchang patted Anhao's head, "Your heart is already drunk."

An Hao's face was a little confused: "Am I drunk? But I haven't drunk much..."

"Tell me, I'll listen." Bai Wuchang knew that Meng Yao must be feeling very uncomfortable at this moment, "There is no one else here, so you can speak with confidence. I will definitely not tell you."

"I know."

Anhao smiled slightly.

She poured herself another glass of wine, still drinking it quickly and quickly - it seemed that only by letting the wine quickly enter her belly and feeling the explosion in her body, could she relieve some of the pain in her heart.

Ann is in the game.

She forgot that she is An Hao, she only knows that she is Meng Yao now.

That fragmented Meng Yao who was wounded by the god of death.

"Sister Bai... Do you still remember the question I asked you when I just came back about three months ago?" An Hao didn't eat much food, but drank one cup after another.

Bai Wuchang frowned slightly, and gave her some favorite dishes: "Remember."

What happened to Meng Yao when she was a child was really serious, everyone remembers it clearly.So when Anhao brought it up, she was also impressed.

It's just that Bai Wuchang had just finished replying to this sentence, but Bai Wuchang gave a sharp pause, and then looked at An Hao's eyes slightly widened: "Could it be...you saved...the death god Loolan when you were young?!!"

"Ah."

An Hao drank another glass of wine, her face was flushed, but her tone was soft.

Although she is a ghost, those who are powerful can reshape the body - Meng Yao's father, the previous King of Hades reshaped the body, so that she can be left alone.Therefore, she was born half-human, half-ghost with a flesh body.

Naturally, she is different from ordinary ghosts.

She can get drunk and can totally taste the goodness of food.

"Unexpectedly... really!" Hearing Anhao's confession, Bai Wuchang's heart was even more touched, and at the same time, an unknown fire surged in his heart!

I thought that the god of death was not pleasing to the eye, but now thinking of Meng Yao's childhood, in order to save the god of death, she lay down alive for several months before finally recovering, and she was even more angry with that god of death!
It's blind!

Pooh!Not worth it!

"Hehe, he... You shouldn't have saved him in the first place!" Thinking of Death's harm to Meng Yao and his attitude towards Meng Yao, Bai Wuchang felt angry for no reason.

An Hao's eyes drooped slightly, casting a sad shadow in his eyes: "He doesn't know... it just dawned on him that it's Nie Yuan."

"Little Mengyao..." Bai Wuchang looked at An Hao distressedly, "Stop drinking."

But after a while, Anhao had already drank two jugs of wine, her face was flushed and her eyes were blurred.

Is it really white water?drink so much!
Bai Wuchang held Anhao's pouring hand, Anhao was taken aback for a moment, she blinked and looked at Bai Wuchang, with a hint of pleading: "Sister Bai... let me drink..."

"Little Mengyao..." Bai Wuchang's heart seemed to be pricked, "Stop drinking, okay?"

"But now, besides drinking, what else can I do?" An Hao smiled self-deprecatingly, "Let me drink to my heart's content today. After drinking, I will get drunk to the fullest, and I... never want to Love him."

Bai Wuchang's hand loosened slowly.

Then, she also picked up the jug: "Okay, then I'll drink with you!"

Anhao just smiled lightly and didn't say anything.

In the end, the two of them didn't know how long or how much they drank, but at the end of the drink, An Hao was lying on the table, murmuring something, but couldn't hear it clearly.

Although Bai Wuchang also drank a lot, he still had some sanity, and he didn't drink until he was drunk.

She looked at An Hao who was lying on the table with a smirk, and sighed softly: "I'll let him pick you up, anyway...he dare not refuse."

With that said, Bai Wuchang took out his mobile phone, first called Hei Wuchang, and then called Death.

"What's the matter?" Reaper's voice sounded a little impatient. To be honest, he really didn't like these ghosts in the underworld.

Resisting the urge to yell, Bai Wuchang suppressed and said, "Xiao Mengyao is drunk, come and pick her up."

"What?" Grim Reaper thought he had heard it wrong, and he blinked, "I'll pick her up?"

Ma Dan, what's the matter next?
Little Meng Yao almost died because of you!
It's a pity that just now An Hao said "Don't tell him..." over and over again, and she finally endured it: "Hehe, Xiao Mengyao is your wife, is it so difficult to pick her up when she's drunk?"

In Bai Wuchang's mind, the picture of An Hao laughing and crying can't help appearing.

"Sister Bai...don't, don't tell him...he already has someone he likes, and I don't plan to..." Anhao bit her lips with some difficulty, "If you like him any more, talking about it will only increase your troubles."

(End of this chapter)