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Chapter 89

    In the end, Guideng still didn't ask for one month's leave in a row, because when Guideng went to ask Yan Mo for leave, he was threatened by Yan Mo.

    King Yan Mo stepped on a table not much bigger than him, and in front of him was the white silk that fell from the beam. King Yan Mo held the white silk with both hands, just like in ancient Chinese TV dramas, as if he was dying generously Same, shouted: "If you ask for a month's leave, I will hang myself in front of you now!"

    Ghost Lantern: "..."

    Feng Yu: "..."

    Really, there is no one left.

    The ghost lamp said indifferently: "Master Yan Mo, you are a ghost, you can't die by hanging yourself."

    King Yan Mo burst into tears: "Ghost lamp, you have changed, you are no longer the ghost lamp who was crazy about work! You have a new love Have you forgotten your old love?"

    Gui Deng twitched his mouth, looked at Yan Mo's unreasonable troubles with cold eyes, and said, "I have two months' leave."

    So he only asked for one month's leave, which is already very good for King Yan Mo.

    King Yan Mo: "No, no ~"

    Ghost Lantern: "Please Lord Yan Mo, please don't speak in such a disgusting tone, or I will lose control of my hands and break your neck.

    " With a humble tone and expressionless expression, he said such terrible words.

    King Yan Mo didn't intend to get off the stool, but he didn't dare to get off the stool when he heard the threatening words of the ghost lamp. The scene was deadlocked for a while.

    In the end, Feng Yu couldn't stand it any longer. Yan Mo Dawang's eyes were really pitiful, and he didn't know how the other party made such a big man that he couldn't make a fierce expression.

    Feng Yu sighed and said: "Master Yan Mo, you should get off the stool. I am the judge. Let the ghost lamp only take half a month's vacation." King Yan Mo stood on the stool and thought for a while, thinking that half a month was for

    him. Within the acceptable range, at least I can function normally without being exhausted. Looking at Fengzhen with aggrieved expression, after saying hello, she finally let go of Bai Ling, and was about to get off the stool cautiously.

    The more the ghost lamp looked, the more furious it became, and it stretched out its foot expressionlessly, and kicked the leg of the stool unexpectedly, the stool instantly tilted, and King Yan Mo fell off the stool. He fell straight down and squatted.

    King Yan Mo groaned, covering his old waist.

    Feng Yu was startled for a moment, and hurried to help King Yan Mo, "Lord Yan Mo, are you okay?"

    But he was too small compared to King Yan Mo, and King Yan Mo didn't dare to really let him help him, Afraid of being overwhelmed by accident, he could only get up aggrieved. With a wry smile: "Hahaha, I'm fine, I'm all blaming the poor quality of this stool, I'll change it next time."

    Feng Yu: "...Master Yan Mo..." You must have wronged yourself too much... I feel a little bit Poor look.

    But then Feng Yu thought about it again, ghost lamp sometimes worked overtime 24 hours a day, and he was alone at home with an empty room, so he couldn't feel sorry for King Yan Mo. ==