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Chapter 177 Goodbye
Chapter 177 Goodbye
Jin Yu just left in the snow like this, and went to the task again.His current task is not difficult, but it is not as difficult as Yang Mo's, who have dozens or hundreds of them a day. Normal executors only have one or two a day, and there are only five to ten at most.
A task from night to noon before coming back, in addition to the time difference, it is also good for a novice.
Like other novices, he did the task without his own obsession at the beginning, and he didn't pay attention to the gossip outside.
This time, when he came back, he had to hear the conversation outside, and the hand that clicked on the mission wheel stopped.
All executors have offices, but this is called the main space, which is a space surrounded by several pieces of blue digital.This is the teleportation point of the executor who turns around. Under normal circumstances, other executors cannot enter.
And if the people inside want to go out, they can just go through the portal at the door.
Although it is a department, if the executors meet, there will be several assessments, gatherings, and social activities every year.
And of course, there's the off-duty world.
However, many executors will go home to eat, or continue to do tasks, and meet people who are good to chat with, usually people who have stayed here for a long time.
"Yang Mo? Is she here too?" Jin Yu's heart was tightly grasped by a pair of big hands, and he could barely breathe.
At the time of the divorce, in order to ask Yang Mo to accompany him back to the old house, he promised Yang Mo one thing.
And this one thing is to let him go to that place by himself, and when he gets there, he finds out what he is afraid of!
Yang Mo, Ah Yang Mo!You are really exhausted, so do you think that one day I will go back and change everything!
wait for me!I will go back!wait for me…
The woman who quarreled with Yang Mo that night at the night scene also didn't do the task at the moment.She has been here for a whole hundred years, but she did not expect that the executor she set her eyes on was Yang Mo.
She didn't know what was going on between them. She wanted everything she wanted and never got it.
In this way, overtly and secretly, he fought with Yang Mo several times, but was interrupted by the main department.In addition, Yang Mo seldom leaves the office, and the number of times she meets Yang Mo is even more rare.
This made her grit her silver teeth, 100 years!This humiliation hangs on me for 100 years!It is unforgivable!
Thinking of Yang Mo, she couldn't suppress her anger, wishing to tear Yang Mo alive.
And Yang Mo is wearing a blood-red coat at the moment, holding a lollipop to flicker in the men's department, because of this, everyone is still doing tasks, and there is no one in the department to play outside, and she has not been found. At the door of an office, I looked at the sign above the door, and clicked a selection on the blue screen on the side.
"at home?"
Each executor's office has a door through which to go home, and there is a display screen outside the door, which can be asked by clicking.
At first, the other side was impatient, thinking that it was that fan girl who was disturbing him desperately, and the domineering president with a sleepy standard said in a low voice: "Get lost!" He choked on his saliva and coughed violently.
With the sound of crackling things falling, a portal opened in front of Yang Mo, and he pulled her in with one hand.
As soon as Yang Mo stood firm and leaned back, the cloud appeared behind her and caught her firmly. Looking around, it was still decorated in cool colors as always.
The man standing in front of him was 1.9 meters tall, with a sharp face and deep eyes. As outstanding as Ba Zong is in novels, his face is the same.
At this moment, the man looked at her a little embarrassedly, with joy on his face, obsession in his eyes, and uneasiness in his heart.
Who would have thought that he was the first host that Yang Mo got, and he was the all-powerful villain in the world before his death?
Before Yang Mo, the executor of the special pet, had no accidents, every mission strategy person was talented, beautiful, powerful and powerful, and each one was designed as a domineering president.
Therefore, the hosts produced are all high-quality hosts in part, and all of them are mentally clean, that is, they are existences that do not touch the body among thousands of flowers, and the only woman they touch is Yang Mo...instead of the inflatable girl... …
Of course, Xiaozui didn't take advantage of it.
The one who loves the pets doesn't just leave when they are full. In their impression, Yang Mo has always been a limp, non-aggressive little rabbit.
After coming here for so many years, I still want to go back and continue my relationship.
And the one in front of him is the only host who has seen the face of the executor Yang Mo.
"So fierce? Just woke up?" Yang Mo's eyes were slightly red, soft and pitiful, as if he was about to cry in a second.
But her appearance was the result of crying in the main department last night.
Seeing Yang Mo like this, An Zhe's heart was about to break.Counting carefully, they have not seen each other for ninety years.
I suddenly saw that I was stable and self-sufficient in so many small worlds, but at this moment I was in a panic, and I couldn't think of any means or brains.
She was always like this, and when her eyes turned red, he had nothing to do with her.
When we met, when we came here, even more now.
"You..." He sighed, and went up to touch her face distressedly.After so many years, he still wanted to ask her if he just regarded her as a task. If he knew about those years, he would have been unhappy about it for several years.But now the second meeting or not, is it still important?
Yang Mo didn't come to catch up with him. The main department was notified to go to a meeting early in the morning. She remembered the host's mission in the main space. If the executor of the small world recognizes the executive host, he must maintain it before leaving. relation.
Speaking of which, she is also destined to have the number nine.An Zhe is the executor accidentally created by her ninth small world. Apart from being a bit domineering and unreasonable at the beginning of the small world, he just got a little angry. He has no bad personality, and he can even be said to be obedient.But with such a docile personality, she didn't even know how An Zhe became the host.
She sniffed, and before she could open her mouth, she heard Anzhe asking worriedly: "You've always been afraid of the cold, and it's snowing outside, why are you still wearing so little?" After thinking about it, she asked uncertainly, "Go out with me? I'll buy it for you." How many clothes? How about spending Wan'an Eve by the way?"
"Don't go, it's very cold." Yang Mo's voice was soft, and he lifted his chin: "By the way, I don't know how to run, so you should wear better clothes anyway."
Because An Zhe was sleeping in front, when he saw that our person was Yang Mo, he pulled a thin quilt by the way and went to pull him in.Now that Yang Mo said this, his cheeks turned slightly red and he turned his head, refusing to admit the fact that he was afraid of Yang Mo running away.
Yang Mo was funny, bit the lollipop in his mouth, fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to pull the thin quilt for him, and said softly, "Although our executors have systematic blessings, we still get sick."
(End of this chapter)