am i a devil

"What! You used to be the emperor!" Manager Sister Li croaked.

"What! You were a eunuch!" At the same time, Wang Mo also croaked.

Wang Mo: "..."

Manager Sister Li: "..."

The legend that the ass decides the head is indeed true. We pay attention to different points. Wang Mo and manager Li Jie thought of it almost at the same time.

"Just kidding." Xun applied the most naughty words in the most serious tone.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Xun has a sense of humor." The manager, Sister Li, showed the smile of a plastic manager, trying to ease the current embarrassment.

However, Wang Mo on the side fell into deep thought.

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After returning home, Wang Mo inspected the goods immediately.

Xun Ying: "..."

"It's been so many times between us, it's a bit late for you to realize the inspection now." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: "..."

"Who told you to scare me, that's enough, put it on quickly." Wang Mo said with the expression of the rest of his life.

Xun Ying: "..."

Although Xun Ying claimed that he made a joke to ease the atmosphere, Wang Mo always felt that things were not that simple.

The so-called 360 lines, every line will lead to the number one scholar, but the number one scholar who does not know the 360 ​​lines, in fact, is Xun Ying alone. Wang Mo doubted life in his heart.

This is the magic of the model of old wives and young husbands, Wang Mo thought, after a period of dating with boyfriends and girlfriends, most people always feel that they know each other more and more, but once the age gap is relatively large, little Maybe the more you communicate with each other, the more unpredictable you will feel.

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Xun Ying has just made his debut recently, and he is busy with a lot of things. Wang Mo, a senior, generously gave up a few resources that belonged to him, because both of them are named under the name of the manager, Sister Li. Next, so the other artistes of the company can't say anything bad.

But for Wang Mo, this is of course a big favor, so Wang Mo, who had a lot of small calculations, took the opportunity to unlock some things.

Xun Ying: "..."

Sometimes Xun Ying woke up and looked at Wang Mana's angelic sleeping face after possessing the beauty of Apollo, and was very puzzled how he could make such a request with such a pure face.

But Xun Ying was a win-win anyway, so he didn't express any dissatisfaction, so he got up, made breakfast, left a note and went to work.

After a few hours, Wang Mo finally got up. He tidied himself up in a daze, went to have breakfast, kissed the note that Xun Ying had left for him, and then fell into a kind of fat In the state of completeness of the house.

Ah, so boring.

For the time being, Wang Mo, who has no resources and the job of beating demons violently, has a sense of vicissitudes of life as an old man who has just retired after many years of work.

"Why is life so boring." Wang Mo wailed.

"If you are not satisfied, you can go back to your old job now. The brick-moving industry needs you."

The old cat who didn't know where it came from made a casual remark, and immediately succeeded in making Wang Mo shut up.

Wang Mo: "..."

"I'm just talking." Wang Mo quickly shook his head and said, clearly realizing the truth that it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

So Wang Mo had no choice but to lie down on the sofa and continue to play the salted fish. After playing for a while, he suddenly remembered something. The salted fish turned over and jumped up, scaring the old cat beside him into a fright.

"What's wrong, little brother?" the old cat asked in shock.

"Brother Cat, I want to ask, can I take over the job now?" Wang Mofu asked the old cat sincerely.

"Well, in principle, yes, you were invited to attend the annual meeting of the supernatural circle, didn't you? Although your ranking is only 2th, you are indeed a person in the supernatural circle who has been recognized by the supernatural circle. Already." While explaining to Wang Mo, the old cat did not forget to emphasize the mysterious number 220.

Wang Mo: "..."

We are still good friends if my ranking is not accurate to single digits, Wang Mo said blankly in his heart.

"However, generally speaking, people in the more traditional supernatural circles still pick up jobs according to their sect. After a person accepts a job, he can invite his fellow sects to do the work together, and the final ranking can also be shared, which is better than his own. It’s more cost-effective to go it alone.” The old cat ignored the bullet screen in Wang Mo’s brain that was almost visible to the naked eye, and continued to popularize science to him.

"Some big schools like to do this. They have more team spirit, and they are more powerful. Your senior brother... no, the reason why your wife likes to fight alone is that he has been alone in the school for many years. A seedling, there is no other brother to do the work together, after having you, he can take a breather." The old cat couldn't help sighing as he said.

Wang Mo nodded and sighed.

"Xun Ying used to be very hard, right?" Wang Mo asked the old cat.

"It's okay. He likes to fight alone anyway. Subjectively, it's fine. Are you brave?" The old cat nodded with admiration for his patriarch.

Then he must love me very much, Wang Mo thought to himself, obviously he likes to be a lone hero so much, and he brought me who was still a war scum back then to work with him.

Thinking of this, Wang Mo was filled with love in his heart, and decided to work hard to improve his rank, try to find his master, and revive his master. Of course, getting rid of his ranking of No. 2 is also a major matter that needs to be resolved urgently .

"Brother Cat, you said you should apply by yourself, how should you apply?" So Wang Mo took the first step to turn Xianyu over, and asked the old cat about it.

"You can go to the department of the supernatural circle, or you can apply online by yourself," Lao Mao said.

"Is it convenient to go to the department in the supernatural circle?" Wang Mo asked the old cat.

"It's not bad. The main thing is, didn't you make it difficult for others last time." The old cat thought for a while, and then reminded Wang Mo.

"Have I dealt with them before?" Wang Mo was confused.

"It's the man in black who came here a few times before." The old cat said.

"People ask you whose coffin boards are writhing wildly, and you say it's Newton's."

Wang Mo: "..."

"Will you meet that person when you go there?" Wang Mo asked with a guilty conscience.

"Very likely, after all, they are responsible for the work of this stall." The old cat nodded.

Wang Mo: "..."

"Then I'll apply online." Wang Mo said decisively in the style of modern young people.

"I think so, too. Internet access is convenient and fast." Lao Mao, who is more up-to-date than Wang Mo, nodded, then asked Wang Mo to turn on the computer, and gave him a link.

After Wang Mo clicked on the webpage, he found that he still needed to scan his face to log in.

"Is it so high-end?" Wang Mo asked in surprise.

"What's so surprising about this? You wouldn't think that our circle is still using things like oracle bone inscriptions, bamboo slips and tripods to do things." The old cat raised its beard in dissatisfaction.

Wang Mo: "..."

In fact, I really thought about it this way. Wang Mo sent a barrage in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it in front of the old cat.

In fact, Wang Mo has such an ancient impression of the supernatural circle not because of his stereotyped prejudice, but because there are not many colleagues in the supernatural circle that he can get in touch with. Most of the impressions are from Xun. should be obtained.

I won't mention the matter of blood alliance before.

The last time their young couple had a date at home, they watched a beautiful love movie, which moved Wang Mo very much.

There is a very common scene in it, that is, the boy sits downstairs of the girl, waiting for the girl he likes, and at the same time picks a rose flower in his hand, and counts it petal by petal. , "She will come, she will not come" Yunyun guessed.

Although the plot is common, Wang Mo thinks it is quite classic, so he insists on asking Xun Ying to buy him roses and count them, so that he can guess whether he loves him or not.

Xun Ying: "..."

"I'm about to turn into a liquid cat every morning. Do you still have to guess about it?" Xun Ying had just finished watching the movie, probably because he was mentally weak, so he vomited quite bluntly.

Then he was driven to the sofa by Wang Mo.

Xun Ying: "..."

Although Xun Ying is very straight and straight, he is not a person who will suffer, so he immediately changed his words, expressing that he is willing to guess Wang Mo's intentions with sincerity and fear.

"That's right." Wang Mo nodded, and then looked forward to his boyfriend sending him roses.

"But I don't need to go out to pick roses, I can guess right now." Xun Ying said, and took out a bastard from his trouser pocket.

Wang Mo: "..."

I don't think he has the guts to point fingers and scold Huai, Wang Mo thought, but ordinary men rarely carry such things with them, after all, it is a bit taboo like green.

Just when Wang Mo couldn't figure it out, he saw Xun Ying took out a handful of XX Tongbao from another trouser pocket, and then stuffed them into the bastard's shell. It was still like a mobile phone vibrating Generally shaking up.

Wang Mo: "..."

"Can you explain your behavior?" Wang Mo said blankly.

"Yes~ yes~ ah~" Xun Ying's voice was rippling because of the high-speed vibration.

"It~actual~not~need~want~rose~rose~flower~also~can~use~divination~divination~, king~eight~also~is~one~not~wrong~choose~choice ~"

Wang Mo: "..."

A beautiful young man Hua Qianyue holding a rose in his arms and dying for love, and a wealthy old man in pajamas shaking with his bastard in his arms. Is it the same feeling!Wang Mo's heart crowed.