The small system spoke innocently: "Eradicate, the host will die."
"What did you say?" Qin Wanyan was suddenly frightened, "Then Ling Ye... died too?!"
"Sorry, your permissions are insufficient to query results for you."
"..."
Qin Wanyan was agitated for a while: "Then can't I not do this task?"
"No, host."
"Then can't I be a fast traveler?"
"No, host."
The small system was still soft and cute, but Qin Wanyan felt shuddering, and belatedly realized that maybe being selected as a fast traveler is not a good thing at all...
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…
The shooting time for the snail powder's advertisement was quickly set, and the shooting plan was also sent to Xiangyi.
The content is very simple, it is a warm and beautiful image of one person and one cat living at home, and then cook a bowl of hot snail noodles, and the kitten is playing with a fluffy ball next to it.
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The day of the shoot.
Shi Sui also had a schedule and went out early in the morning.
Xiangyi set off at eight o'clock, and the Cerebellar Ax came over sticky.
Cerebellar Ax and Xiao Xiji fought last night. To be precise, Cerebellar Ax beat Xiao Xiji unilaterally, but accidentally fell and hit the edge of the table leg with his forehead.
It was obviously his own fault, but the little milk cat was very aggressive, and was so angry that he ignored Xiao Xiji, insisting on arguing to go out with Xiangyi.
Xiangyi had no choice but to carry it with a cat bag.
Anan also put a simple cat toilet in the car. The space was suddenly narrow, and he could only nest in the corner, but he still loved it.
Kittens are the cutest creatures in the world! No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education, no matter how hard you are, you can't be a cat!
Cerebellar Axe got into the car, and came out of the cat bag noisily, lying delicately in Xiangyi's arms, letting the girl's soft fingertips gently stroke the back of her neck.
Anan took out his mobile phone, took a picture of this scene, and updated Weibo.
Xiangyi basically didn't post on Weibo, and Anan occasionally posted something about her daily life, so many spicy bunnies followed him.
As soon as the photo was posted, it received thousands of likes.
—[Beautiful sister and little milk cat, double crit!]
—[I can rua bald ten a day with such a kitten!]
—[Cerebellar Axe, this perverted cat! The claws were actually placed on Yimei's chest!]
—[@时矣，Shi Yingdi, here is a cat wearing a green melon skin hat for you]
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The spicy bunnies were sucking cats and licking the screen. Suddenly, some discordant comments appeared under this Weibo.
—[What does XY mean? Demonstrating our pudding?]
—[Do not post in the morning and not in the evening, but at this time, posting cats, who would believe that it was not on purpose?]
—[Our pudding is a celebrity pet cat! Isn't this kind of hybrid pastoral cat comparable?]
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Anan was at a loss when he read the comments: "What's wrong with these people, are they full early in the morning?"
Xiangyi turned her head to look, and frowned: "What's the name of the cat in the shooting plan?"
Anan was slightly taken aback, and then made a video call to Si Chuanbai.
When the connection was made, Si Chuanbai in the video seemed to be in a meeting, sitting upright in a suit and leather shoes, and raised his eyebrows at him: "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Si, did I disturb you..." Anan felt guilty for a while. Recently, every time he approached Si Chuanbai, Si Chuanbai would reply almost instantly, so that it gave him the illusion that Si Chuanbai was free, so he Only then did he play the video boldly, "Are you busy? Then I will contact you later."
Si Chuanbai: "Don't bother me, let's talk."