Host special pet

Chapter 205
Yang Mo has a headache. Her Qiuqiu and I have lived so many worlds. That one is not the president's domineering one. What kind of land has he experienced there?
Because she was floating, she was always wearing a blood-red skirt.It was obviously not good to wear it dirty, so when I raised my hand, I tore it into a super-short length, picked up a handful and inserted it.

Qiuqiu was still worrying, and when she glanced at it, Nunuzui said to herself: Hmph, showing off again!

I said this in my heart, but I was still busy with learning.

An Zhe saw them standing alone at one end of the field, thinking that they haven't reconciled yet?It's been a month.

Anzhe NPC took the seedlings and planted them silently. They had experienced a similar small world before, but they learned a little, so they didn't understand anything.

Qingliu didn't want to go down, but when she saw Anzhe couldn't hide his smile when he looked at partner No. 9, she gritted her teeth and went down anyway.

The NPC next to him subconsciously helped him up, and said, "Stay up there, what are you doing down here?"

Qingliu ruthlessly broke away from the npc, took a handful and lowered her head to get busy.

She is No. 1 in the assessment of female frequency, how could she lose to an npc, and she is also an npc who looks a bit like that bitch.

Half a month has passed, and the weather has started to heat up.Everyone was busy in the field for an hour, and some people couldn't bear it, and Da Da ran up to shade.

Yang Mo's body was a little weak, looking at the fruits of his labor, he was well-behaved and neat, and he was very satisfied.

And as soon as he turned his head, he saw the little seedling with a crooked ball, his expressionless face twitching continuously, and he almost had a cramp.

She really couldn't understand how she brought out such a fool with her famous name in her life.

Unbearable, he reached out to grab a handful of mud and smashed it directly.

The latter didn't know anything about it and was still planting the rice seedlings seriously. At this moment, there was no more rice and he turned around to get it.

That is, when she turned around, she barely passed the mud.

Snapped--

Anzhe bent over for two hours, and just about to stand up and stretch, an unknown object hit his clothes directly, and he was stunned for a moment.

Who is so bold as to dare to attack himself?

Yang Mo and Qiuqiu were also stunned. Qiuqiu heard the sound and looked around, only to see that yellow, unknown object lying on the awkward position of An Zhe's thigh, and turned his face away in embarrassment for a moment, really ashamed to look at it.

I thought to myself: "Don't let the host do it."

Yang Mo laughed out of nowhere, pointing at the piece of mud she smashed: "If this happens later, it will be a famous scene!"

When everyone heard a sinister laugh, they all looked over.Seeing the "yellow mud" on the crotch of No. 8 (An Zhe), he couldn't help laughing. Enforcer No. 2 was in Field 1. Seeing this embarrassing and funny scene, his lips curled up: "It's a chicken flying egg, it's yellow."

Because of the angle, the executors in fields 7, 8, and//9 didn't know what was going on at all. Seeing them boldly laughing at No. 1 No. 8, they all felt a little creepy.

Yang Mo flew directly from the field, floated over, raised his muddy hand, and drew a few strokes on An Zhe's face: "Big cat."

An Zhe didn't react at all to the mud in his crotch, and his face was painted by Yang Mo. His cheeks twitched, and he rudely used the mud on his hand to slap Yang Mo's face, smiling very kindly: "There The little kid here? Dare to pluck the hair from the tiger's head? Huh?"

"There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings." Yang Mopiao took a step back, rose a little higher in the sky, and looked down at him: "Now, the tiger is here."

An Zhelang smiled: "I, wait and see."

The executors here all know that No. 8 is An Zhe, the No. 1 assessment. They are surprised to hear the words of No. 9 npc.

Wouldn't it be ridiculous for a newcomer to challenge No.1?
Qingliu couldn't control the sarcasm on his face, washed his hands, walked to the edge of the field, and looked at them with his hands folded in front of him: "Things that are beyond their capabilities."

The reason why she didn't do it directly because she saw Yang Mo approaching An Zhe was that Qingliu didn't know that she was Yang Mo, and thought she was an npc. They only liked their own hosts, and it was impossible to like others, or other npcs.

One is that npc is evolved by the obsession of the host, and the other is to maintain a tacit understanding with the host, no matter which one they like, they can only like the host.

Therefore, Qingliu thought that the No. 9 npc was just provoking, and didn't take it too seriously, and even thought it was No. 9's meaning.

Yang Momu touched his face, but didn't touch Qingliu. When he saw a piece of mud coming off his face, his mouth twitched and his eyes turned red, he was about to cry.

An Zhe panicked in fright, glanced at Qiuqiu, came over expressionless and pulled the person away, took a veil by a small stream and wiped it off for her little by little.

Yang Mo pouted, feeling aggrieved, and waited for Qiuqiu to wash her face, but still remained silent.

Qiuqiu fished out a candy from a storage bag on his waist and handed it to her. Yang Mo glanced at his wrinkled hands, and then at his waist. Only the two of them could see the candy. The bag, thinking about what Qiuqiu put in it when entering the examination room for the first time.

The golfer flipped it over, put the candy back into the storage bag, and under Yang Mo's suspicious eyes, walked to the lunch place, opened it, took out the contents and put it in front of her, and then took it again in silence. That portion was eaten.

It's been half a month since they looked like this, Yang Mo didn't speak to him, neither did Qiuqiu.But Qiuqiu prepares three meals a day for Yang Mo every day, prepares toiletries, prepares hot water, and is meticulous in his daily life.

As for Yang Mo, he fights against Qiuqiu every day under Qiuqiu's care, and goes to other people's homes to get some things back from time to time, or it is the task given by Granny Nonghua.

For the rest of the time, if they are not looking for food in the mountains, there is nothing to do, and most of them are at home or a few executors get together.

Today is pheasant stewed mushrooms. With the arrival of early spring, there are a lot of them up the mountain. Qiuqiu goes up the mountain every day to store grain, and it is fresh.

Thinking about what the village chief said before, after half a month, those mission beasts should have calmed down, and now the bamboo shoots should also appear.

It's not bad to make a beast to fry bamboo shoots, but Qiuqiu's brow is either a pheasant or other small animals, and he's tired of eating it.

Still thinking about it, a chicken leg caught in his bowl, thinking it was Qiuqiu, he picked it up and took a bite, wanting to say something, when he looked up, he saw that the man had already left with the bowl.

Qiuqiu looked sideways at Yang Mo, who held the chicken leg in one hand and tilted his head with a confused expression.

Qiuqiu moved her lips, wanting to say not to eat something of unknown origin, but when she turned around and remembered that she was still arguing with her, she reached out and snatched it with a dark face, and threw it back.

Yang Mo's eyes widened, watching his chicken leg fly out in a parabola, a dog's eyes snapped and he quickly snatched it away, knowing that it was a dog beating up the poisonous buns, and the dog was gone.

With a pout, he gently put down the bowl in his hand, then put down the bowl in his hand again, and threw himself on it.

I have to teach you a lesson today, otherwise you will be lawless.

(End of this chapter)