The Boss is Very Busy

"Danger warning, detected that the mission target's mood swings exceeded the standard, and is losing consciousness of life..."

MuMian came to a halt suddenly, she ran out of the community quickly, the moonlight shining on everything at night, and the boy in white who fell on the ground was not found.

The girl quickly ran over and squatted down, holding Lin Xinghe's palm, her expression nervous.

"Lin Xinghe?"

The fainted teenager did not realize his eyes were tightly closed, and his thick eyelashes were more slender, but he couldn't see the dark and bright eyes.

MuMian frowned: "System, what happened to him?"

The system looked at this scene and answered.

"My analysis should be that the task target was severely stimulated, and the brain couldn't accept it for a while and passed out."

After analyzing it, it tweeted a few more times: "The most ruthless but a woman's heart..." Let's see what it has tortured other people's mission goals.

If it had a substance, MuMian would have beaten it long ago, and the girl rolled her eyes, very speechless.

She murmured: "It's not like you guys, the first team in the system world, I think it's hot chicken."

The system felt that it was under a deep overall attack, and it said leisurely: "Host, if you say that again, I won't apply for bonuses for you."

"..."

MuMian looked at a beautiful teenager who was unconscious. His fingers were cold. It was obviously a hot and boring weather, but there was a chill all over his body.

The girl gently placed her white fingertips on the young Xue Bai Ruyu's forehead and nodded. Her crystal clear eyes were narrowed, and the small fan-like eyelashes cast shadows between the straight nose bridge.

"System, give me strength."

This was the first time after entering the Three Thousand World, MuMian asked for something besides applying for a bonus. The system was very sympathetic and approved immediately.

Then there was the next scene.

The thin and small girl easily pulled a slender teenager to get up. She put his arm on her shoulder and walked easily to the busy street. She raised her white jade arm, beckoned, and stopped. Taxi.

The taxi driver looked in the rearview mirror more than once along the way. In his vision, the boy seemed to be drunk, slightly lowered his head, buried in the girl's arms and could not see clearly.

The petite and soft girl held the boy's palm from start to finish, while looking out the window indifferently and quietly.

When we got to the place, MuMian paid the money and continued to carry the unconscious teenager to the apartment.

She turned on the light, and the apartment was as it was when she left, with letter-shaped balloons sticking to the white wall.

Before the cake had time to cut, there were still eighteen candles on it.

In fact, not many people would put so many candles now. Only Lin Xinghe would put 18 candles in earnestly and quietly and light them again.

Waiting for her to make a wish.

MuMian put the boy on the bed, her black and white eyes calmly looked at the fair-skinned boy.

He was lying on the bed, unconscious.

The meticulous shirt that I always buttoned had a lot of wrinkles, and my fingers were still cold, as if they were not hot.

The young man's body trembled suddenly, his long and thick eyelashes trembled, his breathing was rapid, and he didn't know what he had a nightmare.

MuMian squeezed his fingers, with mixed feelings in her heart, she pressed her blushing lips.

"System, is there any way to wake him up?"

The system was surprised: "There is or is there."

In this way, MuMian will understand.

"What conditions?"

"You can't apply for bonuses in the next world."

"..."