Host special pet

Chapter 206
"You're really getting more and more arrogant." Yang Mo and Qiuqiu huddled together, and his cold voice rang across the world.

Qiuqiu didn't even fight back, just lying on the grass and being ravaged by her.

An Zhe, who was in the tent in the distance, was stunned. He just went to wash his hands, so why did he start fighting.

Yang Mo made a lot of trouble, fearing that she might not be healthy, he put one arm around her and gave her the candy with the other hand, then put his hands behind his back, and closed his eyes under the shade of the tree.

Yang Mo got the candy and lost her breath with the candy in her mouth. She rested on his belly and calmed down, looking at the clear sky and white clouds. Her fingers slid in the air. Her small hands were short and thin, not as fat as her four-year-old age. , very distressing.

Candy is very sweet, which dilutes the bitterness in the mouth and the bitterness of life.

The fox's eyes narrowed, sleepiness swept over him, and he angrily planned to fall asleep.

At this moment, Qiuqiu pinched her face with his hand and said nothing. Yang Mo also knew that he was signaling her to eat the candy and sleep.

Yang Mo chewed and chewed the candy in his mouth, but before swallowing it, he fell asleep in a daze.

Seeing that Yang Mo had calmed down, Qiuqiu couldn't help but sighed, sat up gently, picked up a handkerchief to wipe her hands, and put his hand into her mouth.

Yang Mo whimpered and vomited it out, leaned into Qiuqiu's arms and fell asleep softly.

He stroked her head, Yang Mo's hair has always been very long, and now he only has a body of 4 or 5 years old, if there is no ball to take care of it, it will always be dragged on the ground.

It was messed up when she was washing her face, there was only a hair tie on it, and I don't know how he did it, so that Yang Mo's long, long black hair was neatly tied and never dragged on the floor.

Gently tugging at one end of the hairband with his hand, the black hair all over his head instantly fell to the ground. Yang Mozhi felt his head lighten, and his sleep became deeper and deeper.Qiuqiu looked at a corner of the paddy field in the distance without a seedling, looked at the little person in his arms, but still didn't move, pulled the cloak that he wore in the morning and put it on her.

Jin Yu was not far away, and was the closest to them among the dozen or so people. Seeing the tacit understanding between No. 9 and the npc, he was a little dazed, and murmured to himself: "There was a person who treated me like this before..."

The npc next to him looked over, pulled Jinyu's sleeve with his hands, and gave him the prepared lunch box.

Jin Yu has already experienced several worlds, and he lost a lot of temper in that place after his previous life, at least he is not as particular about cleanliness as before.

After being tired for a long time, I was a little tired. I took it and opened it, and saw that there was meat inside. I felt sick and lost my appetite.

For half a month, he ate meat every day. Now he feels sick when he sees meat, so he can't help but retch.

The NPC didn't know why, and was still worried about the past.

Qiuqiu also looked over, and then Yang Mo in his arms moved, floating in the air in a daze and let him go.

Qiuqiu followed and walked over, saw that his complexion was not very good, reached out to touch his forehead, he felt a bit cold and had a low fever.

"He has a cold." Wen Run's brows slightly frowned and looked at Jin Yu's NPC: "How do you take care of the host?"

Jin Yu NPC shrank back a bit, for some reason, he was a little afraid of the gentle-looking man in front of him.

"Ho... The host doesn't want to eat..."

Qiuqiu is an NPC. In his cognition, the host is heaven, and there are good and bad obsessions. Not everyone's obsession is a person, and not every executor's obsession is a lover or an enemy.

Among these nine people, he is the NPC with the longest existence.And his core order is to unconditionally protect the host and help the host unconditionally.Over the years, he and the host have saved themselves from danger many times, and escaped from death many times.

His affection for the host has surpassed the relationship between the host and the NPC, and he may have fallen in love with the host before he knew it.

So when he saw that the executor was sick and the NPC didn't know it yet, he looked at her coldly.

Yang Mo glanced at Qiuqiu calmly, she is the executor of special favors, his NPCs have never been the same as others, and the small world he made is mainly pampering, and he has never had contact with other people's NPCs. Seeing this is more or less out of control.

"Master."

Hearing Yang Mo's emotionless voice, Qiuqiu pursed his lips and helped him up: "I'll prescribe you some medicine."

Jin Yu waved his hand, still feeling sick in his stomach, and still forced a smile on his face: "Thank you, I'm fine."

"Go back." Yang Mo said in her immature mouth with a cold voice, and looked at Jin Yu coldly with his lifeless eyes.

Jin Yu's body froze, feeling like he was being electrocuted, and looked at her dazedly, wanting to say something, but for some reason, all the words disappeared in an instant, and he just stared blankly like this.

Why... so like her...

Jin Yu was supported back by Qiuqiu like this, and the npc followed behind worryingly, Yang Mo said coldly: "You go, who will do the work?"

The npc paused in place, waiting for Qiuqiu to stop people from disappearing from her sight, then turned to look at Yang Mo, with an angry look on his gentle face: "That's my host!"

"Don't forget who you are just because you look the same as my host's obsession."

"Presumptuous." Although Yang Mo has a four-year-old body, she is not a newcomer if she does not come, even if she is!Her original identity is not something she can provoke as an npc.It was just two words, without any ups and downs, just like this, it was said lightly in her mouth, but it made the surrounding wind suddenly rise.It was originally a scorching hot sky, but the moment she finished speaking, it was covered with dark clouds.

All the executors were still eating, but when they saw this scene, they all looked up at the sky.

"Boom."

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and at the same time there was a muffled thunder.

"It's going to rain?" Anxiety flashed across No. 4's honest old face, and the npc beside him hurriedly packed up his things: "Then go back, we'll talk about it tomorrow, anyway, I haven't planted much."

No. 4 nodded, didn't express anything, put the bowl away slowly, and left.

Lolita No. 3 and No. 5, who looked similar, stood up and said to the npc beside them in unison, "Is it raining?"

The resting place of Qingliu was close to Anzhe, and when he saw the sky changing instantly, he subconsciously went to his side.

However, An Zhe didn't notice it, and immediately walked towards Yang Mo who was far away. He frowned slightly, and when he got closer, he saw Yang Mo with partner No. 7.Partner No. 8 looked pale, as if he had been frightened by something.

"No. 7 and No. 9, what are you doing?"

"No...it's okay." NPC Jin Yu spoke quickly with a trembling voice, "The host...the host is sick. Yes, No. 9 brought him back. I'm grateful to his partner."

An Zhe looked at Yang Mo with doubts. Yang Mo nodded. Jin Yu NPC breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and staggered back to the field, and started working in silence.

Yang Mo raised his head and glanced coldly at the dark sky, then floated back to the field.

(End of this chapter)