Host special pet

Chapter 52 Falling into a Nightmare
small world.

Yang Mo felt flustered inexplicably, always feeling that someone was plotting against him, waved the blue frame to pieces, and looked down at the document.

Although the worlds in the small worlds are different, it is time to pass. I have rested enough and it is time to work.

"President, there is a meeting in five minutes." Assistant Qin walked in, said something, and put a glass of milk on Yang Mo's desk: "Secretary Yang, the president gave it to you."

Yang Mo nodded, reached for it, pointed to one of the documents and said: "This is an international show, this model is not good, there was negative news a few days ago.

And this, I heard that she is pregnant, no. "

"Aim?" Special assistant Qin glanced at her and found that the contract was in her hands. A slight shock flashed in her eyes, "If you hear about it, you can deny a model, no. I saw her a few days ago, it doesn't look like she is pregnant. "

Yang Mo put down his pen, looked at him with his hands on his face, and said with a smile, "Qin Special Assistant, if no one wears my design, I'll get you to wear it, okay?"

"Hmm..." Special Assistant Qin thought about it seriously: "It's not impossible."

"You can do it!!" Yang Mo looked at Juan Moxibustion and then at Special Assistant Qin, smiling like hell.

"Yang Mo!" Jun Moxibustion's expression darkened instantly, pointing at her: "Want to try?"

Yang Mo shrugged, fearing that Jun Moxi would really kill him on the spot, so he whispered to Assistant Qin: "How many years have you been with him?"

"Four years. What's the matter?"

"Four years?" Yang Mo nodded knowingly, and looked at him with a smirk: "How is it? How are you two doing? Who is 1 and who is 0?"

"Both of you! Can you speak louder?" Junjiu not only has a photographic memory, but also has good hearing and eyesight, especially when Yang Mo's voice is deliberately low, but it's not as low as it is, so he doesn't take himself seriously.

"Don't flirt with me! You don't know whose woman it is?"

"yours!"

"yours!"

Yang Mo and Special Assistant Qin chuckled, and Juan Moxibustion glanced at Special Assistant Qin, his face full of coldness and murderous warning.

Special assistant Qin only felt a chill in his neck, and the invisible oppression enveloped him, making him unable to breathe.

Junji still had a meeting, so he left the office with a dark face.Special Assistant Qin followed, and Yang Mo clicked on the contract-related materials with his clear hands, feeling a little uneasy.

Since the last time the system mistakenly pulled her into the small world, her emotions have been ups and downs, fluctuating.Resting here for three years won't do much.

"Why don't you kill Bai Yingying? You can get revenge that way." Suddenly, Yang Mo said something to Qiuqiu who was eating on the table.

【……】I just want to eat something...

【Host! 】It shouted a warning.

Yang Mo chuckled, feeling a little dizzy, and walked into Junmoxibustion's lounge to rest.

She didn't know what was going on, but she fell asleep in a daze after closing her eyes for a while. The past events were like unsealing shackles over and over again, impacting her nerves and making her soul a little unstable.

In the dream, in the endless abyss, an erratic, heart-inspiring sentence appeared over and over again.

"Mo'er...to live..."

Yang Mo's body has fallen into the bottomless abyss, falling continuously, but the depth is bottomless.

She just let her body fall into the endless abyss, watching that little bit of twilight getting farther and farther away from her.

"Live... Moer..."

Yang Mo: Here we go again... Really...

"The host is big! It's time to eat!!!"

Yang Mo opened his eyes abruptly, sat up all of a sudden, and looked at Mr. Pianpian who was resting his forehead on the ground with a confused face.

This dream reappeared over and over again, which really made her irritated.

"It's still useful to eat!" One hand of Qiuqiu was pulled by Yang Mo, and he covered his eyes speechlessly with the other hand, with a few black lines hanging on his forehead: "Host, can you let go? This system is male! "

"Don't call me host when you turn into a human!" Yang Mo thought for a while, last time he called me baby, last time he called me cutie, last time he called me madam... Oops!It seems that everyone has shouted too much.

If it weren't for something else, frowning and feeling sorry for his face really bothered me. "

"Why don't you call me Momo from now on."

Qiuqiu froze for a moment, this name is not...

"Host, I've wanted to complain about your name for a long time. It really doesn't sound good! Yang Mo! Amniotic membrane! The host doesn't eat mutton." Qiuqiu changed his usual gentle and venomous tongue.

"Call Momo!" Yang Mo couldn't take it anymore, Qiuqiu turned into a human form, and still used the tone of complaints when he was in cat form, the veins on his forehead popped up, and he clenched his fist as if he was hitting him.

"Don't!" The ball flashed past Yang Mo's attack, turned back into a fluffy ball with a bang, flew in mid-air, and patted the blue virtual screen with its claws: [Because the host abused props to change the original owner's appearance, as a punishment system gave As a punishment, I reported you for a year-end assessment. 】

Yang Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at the above information, and pushed his hand, not caring: "What's the matter with me, Yang Mo? That's the business of the executor, Yang Mo."

【Host!The executor Yang Mo is you! 】

"Oh, how pitiful. You are such a big person, and you still have to take exams."

[There have been a lot of assessments recently, it seems that there is a real problem with the system. 】

"You stole my lines, what am I saying?" Yang Mo rolled his eyes and rubbed his aching head: "Take a reliever and shut me down."

"Dream that dream again?" Qiuqiu turned into a human form, stroking her forehead with a slender hand, and said softly, "No wonder you can't wake up."

"No." Yang Mo smiled wryly and did not admit it. He swiped the screen, saw the information on it, leaned on the pillow and took the relieving medicine given to Qiuqiu: "The main system is not for the executor to concentrate on the task. Will you bother the executor when he is in the small world? Why are you sending so many messages today?"

[I don't know, I don't know.It may be the host's first anti-scum, so don't worry about it. After all, you have been in a relationship for so many years, and you won't get angry if you hit a stool.If it's another executor, don't go near there if you want nothing to do?Anyway, other executors dare not be so bold with the host. 】Even I dare not speak in front of it...you are lucky!Go up and give you a stool.

"No way, I look good!" Yang Mo said shamelessly, and glanced at the time, half an hour had passed.

Why hasn't Junmoxibustion ended yet?
Are you really going to starve yourself to death?
She has always been unwilling to wrong herself, looked at the time, went out to pick up her bag and left the company.

【Host, let's not talk to Jun Moxibustion, are you afraid that he will lock you up again later? 】

"Don't be afraid, I took the elixir to improve the physique of cultivating immortals, so don't pay attention to these small troubles."

Yang Mo wandered to a restaurant downstairs in the opposite group. As soon as he entered, he heard someone calling him from behind.

"Yang Mo?"

Turning his head to look, Gu Yun.

He was wearing an off-white suit, with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which made him a bit less gentle, but instead gave people the feeling of a ceiling in a refined scum.

Two words.

Handsome!
"Mr. Chen?" Yang Mo narrowed his eyes, this kid still owes me food.Okay now, I don’t have to go look for you anymore.

"Girl doesn't suggest, you can call Zhuan Yun." Zhuan Yun approached, and said with a smile: "Are you coming here to eat too?"

"This is my first time here." Yang Mo tilted his head, not polite at all: "Any introduction?"

"I invite you." Jue Yun pointed in the next direction, and said in a low voice, "I drive, and there is a discount."

"Then I won't be polite." Yang Mo was waiting for his words, otherwise how would he spend the rest of his favorability?
(End of this chapter)