Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 257 The Double Strategy of Little Cutie and Little Cruelty (27)

Chapter 283 Finally Confess

It has been a long time since An Mo's "sub-personality" fell into a deep sleep. It stands to reason that it can be safely awakened. Musize's sub-personality also misses his lover very much, but in comparison, he hopes that his main personality will be stronger. Take down the lover's master personality in one fell swoop, instead of like now——

"Caesar, there are no more bags, pass me some." On the third night when Han Qingyuan came to the store to help, he had already started calling him so affectionately, and An Mo had never called him so affectionately before.

Mu Kuaibu warned himself again and again to try not to influence the decisions made by his protagonist. He should have his own life plan and trajectory, but now, he has reached the edge of intolerance.

If the main character doesn't make any decisive move today, he will intervene!At least get rid of this Han or something!Didn't you see that An Mo hasn't spoken to him for three days?

Doesn't Mu Keai know that her current situation is very dangerous?Of course he knew, but he was powerless to resist.

This feeling is so strange, whenever I face Han Qingyuan, I will feel a huge and inexplicable affection in my heart, I want to get close, I can't bear to refuse, and sometimes I even want to sigh when I talk to Han Qingyuan.

For the first time, Mu Kei was so annoyed by her shy temper that she was still unable to change the status quo even after being influenced by her strong sub-personality.

"Qingyuan, take a rest when you are tired. You have been standing for a long time." He couldn't help but express concern.

But at the same time, there was another little person living in his brain who stayed away from the incident and acted like a bystander. He clearly conveyed a message: I didn't want to do this. I wanted to care about An Mo and only An Mo.

An Mo listened to the development progress of the two people behind him, and hooked the corners of his lips in satisfaction. His service attitude became better and better, and he smiled like a spring breeze: "This is your change, please take it."

"Thank you. Beauty, where is your boss? I will respond to him and give you a salary increase." A repeat customer who must come every day joked with An Mo.

"I'm afraid your reaction alone is not strong enough. Why don't you help me make a joint petition." An Mo glanced at him and joked.

Musizer pretended to glance at the customer who was flirting with An Mo inadvertently, secretly comparing himself with himself: he was about the same height as me, not as handsome as me, not as fair-skinned as me, and not as good-sounding as I am. In school, I only know how to spend money while I am making money, well, there is no comparison, An Mo will not like him.

Despite such consolation that was almost self-deceiving, Musize was still very annoyed and irritable, and successfully used this anger to get rid of Han Qingyuan who had been pestering him: "There are too many people, I will go to the kitchen to see if there is any need for help. "

He didn't have the courage or qualifications to stop An Mo from having contact with other members of the opposite sex, so he wanted to keep his eyes out of sight and go into the kitchen to chop vegetables.

Musize left suddenly without giving Han Qingyuan any time to react or to persuade him to stay. After a moment of astonishment, she narrowed her eyes, smiled again, patted An Mo on the shoulder and said, "Let's talk after the door closes? "

An Mo raised his eyebrows: "Okay, just you and me?"

"Yes."

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At ten o'clock at night, the restaurant closed on time, and all the employees had already left. Only Musize was still sitting by the window waiting for An Mo, who hid in the kitchen and whispered to Han Qingyuan.

"You are also a mission holder, right." Han Qingyuan said a declarative question.

An Mo looked at her noncommittally, without saying a word.

Han Qingyuan smiled and continued: "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. I can be sure that you are, because he is the first mission target to leave under my nose."

Han Qingyuan looked at Mu Xize without any admiration in his eyes. It was more like looking at a disobedient toy or a pet that needed training. This made An Mo very unhappy:
"To put it bluntly, if it's this kind of meaningless chat, I don't think I need to continue sitting here with you."

Han Qingyuan widened his eyes exaggeratedly, with a subtle sarcasm in his tone: "Are you unhappy? Are you really feeling towards the mission target?"

After that, she shrugged: "It doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with me. I just want to reach a consensus with you. Of course, all this is based on your ability to compete with me."

An Mo really couldn't understand Han Qingyuan's self-confidence and unparalleled arrogance that came from nowhere. She just wanted to end this unpleasant conversation as soon as possible.

"What on earth are you trying to say?" A bunch of nonsense is always the script of a dying villain.

"You are really impatient." Han Qingyuan finally got straight to the point: "Let's put it this way, my task is to capture the bodies of ten capable users, and Musize is one of them, and I am sure that your task will not be the same as mine. Conflicts arise, so it’s better for us to be more efficient, I’ll get him first, and you can do whatever you want after finishing the task.”

Only then did An Mo's unchanging expression appear slightly strange, and he looked at Han Qingyuan in surprise, who was holding his chin in one hand and confident.

Attack the bodies of ten people?Is this selected into the Xiaohuangwen system?No wonder you will use your appearance to attack...

"How do you think about it?" Han Qingyuan asked leisurely, as if he was sure that An Mo would agree.

An Mo showed the first smile since the conversation, elegant and noble, as if the imperial concubine's admonition: "Miss Han, I do not conflict with your mission, but you seem to have made a mistake."

She stood up slowly under the unexpected gaze of the other party. Without saying a word, she walked to the door to see the guest off: "You can't affect the progress of my mission, and I don't need to let you go here for convenience. Our conversation ends here." Come on, please.”

Han Qingyuan raised his voice in disbelief: "A missioner like you can't live in the three worlds. You actually have real feelings for the mission target and ignore your real teammates. I will no longer help you. Who can laugh and say that in the end we We’ll see!”

Without even raising his eyelids, An Mo closed the kitchen door calmly, and joined Musize at the gate: "Let's go."

Musize was puzzled: "What happened to her? She left in a huff. Did you quarrel?"

An Mo had no intention of giving Han Qingyuan another chance at this time, so he simply pointed it out and asked: "What, you care about her very much?"

Musize shook his head hastily. He actually disliked that uncontrolled state, especially the one who caused him to be abnormal. How could he care about it?

"I'm concerned about you!" Musize blurted out a word for fear of being misunderstood, and immediately blushed.

"An Mo, I...I also have something I want to tell you...I've been thinking about it for a long time!" The bright moonlight shone on his face through the glass, making his complexion glow white, and even his words seemed a little sacred. Don't offend, "An Mo, I like you."

　Thank you to Dream Butterfly, Happy Spring, 丠欬, Sundial Mao Laiye, 僾孁京嬭, sunshine Kui, Liu Nian sighs who got involved in Cheng Shang, Shirley Li 19, thank you.

　　
　
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