System space

Tang Ni lay on the bed, her lazy expression full of grievances.

I thought that I could go to the next world with him for a few decades, but I didn't expect that the mentally retarded didn't know what method he used, and he made an unknown contract with her, so that she could forcibly stay with him in the previous plane for tens of thousands of years.

This was the world she had been in for the longest time, and the Black Mist had only been on the plane for eight thousand years.

I have to say that she almost committed suicide several times.

In the end, he relented under his aggrieved offensive, and this mental retardation was too much, so she had to watch him die to feel at ease.

Yes, that's right, he died first.

As a god who has lived for millions of years, he has to die in front of her.

She knew it had to be something to do with that ghost contract, or how a god would die slowly.

annoying

097 sensed her when she entered, but decided not to speak when she looked at her sad face.

Tang Ni waited for a while and didn't see the mentally retarded system come out to greet him, and frowned: "097? ”

"The host is here, congratulations to the host for completing the task, hard work."

Isn't she hardworking? I've been in that sealing array for tens of thousands of years, and I've studied all the levels.

It was correct that she didn't cancel her account at the beginning, she organized a game every hundred years, and she was made a god by the world.

"Sensei said, I'm going to rest for a while, I'm tired to death, I'll call you later."

It's rare to be able to rest alone, without seeing that man, Tang Ni is extraordinarily comfortable.

A person will get tired of watching too much, she also needs a little personal space of her own, and the last plane is that she can't even think about it, but she will suffocate her.

After resting for a while, Tang Ni turned over and sighed helplessly: "Next plane." ”

097 appeared cautiously, with concern in his eyes: "If you feel tired, I can give you two days off, you can relax to your heart's content." ”

Tang Ni didn't want to think about it, so he refused: "No need, the next plane." ”

The retarded is still waiting for her, and there is some space with jet lag.

Maybe she's been here for two days, and there's been for two hundred years.

Seeing that she insisted on doing so, 097 did not dissuade her, and took a book to open it in front of her.

Tang Ni frowned immediately when he saw it.

How could it still be a modern plane, and she couldn't think of a different plane?

The original owner's name is Luo Mo, a girl from a poor family, who has been dependent on her mother and grandmother since she was a child.

Luo Mo is a good child with excellent character and learning, since she was a child, she has been very fond of her mother and her grandmother who loves her the most.

Their family is poor, and their elderly grandmother can only cultivate at home, and it is her mother who supports all the expenses of the family.

Mom is very powerful, she adores and loves her mother very much, but Mom is so busy that she doesn't even have time to go home with her.

She is very sensible and knows that her mother is busy making money to support the family, so she is never willful.

Although she doesn't say it, no one misses her mother more than she does, and she longs for her mother to pay more attention to herself.

Every time her mother came home, she rushed up to hug her and feel her mother's temperature as soon as she ignored her heavy makeup and festered her.

But to her disappointment, her mother never kissed her for fear of damaging her makeup.

Whenever she saw her mother's heavily smeared face, she couldn't help but ask what her job was.

The mother smiled silently, rubbed her head and said it was art, until they hugged each other for a while, and the mother walked out of the door and leaned softly against a fat man.

At only eight years old, Luo Mo undoubtedly believed in his mother, and then admired her even more.

But she still felt that the fat pig's hand on her mother's ass looked extremely disgusting, but she didn't hate her mother, only the pig.

Year after year, day after day.

Luo Mo was accustomed to watching her mother linger in the arms of various men, but she firmly believed that her mother was an artist, an incomparably powerful artist.

She didn't know who her father was, and she asked her grandmother and mother, and they all gave her a deceased answer.

Looking at other people's fathers, she was only secretly lost.

Twelve years old

Grandma died, leaving her and her mother alone, crying and curling in her mother's arms, not knowing that the nightmare of her life had come.

The mother threw away all her grandmother's belongings, even the posthumous photos, and then dragged her upstairs.

Luo Mo looked at her mother busy, very puzzled, she chose to sit on the bed and watch her mother's busy posture after so many years.

That night, her mother asked her with a gentle and loving smile: "Xiao Mo'er is now grown up, would you like to learn art with her mother and make a lot of money?" ”

Luo Mo, who was only fifteen years old, didn't know that there was an endless abyss hidden in her mother's gentle smile, and happily agreed.

Mother stroked her waist-length black hair, took a crown from her backpack, and put it on top of her head.

Then he took out a pink waistless princess dress for her to change into, and taught her to dance hand in hand.

Her mother has taught her to dance and sing since she was a child, and she naturally learns quickly with basic skills, but she learns the enchanting dance after one or two times.

Her mother taught her a few more mature and seductive movements, took some pictures and coaxed her to sleep like a loving mother.

Luo Mo, who was young and ignorant and trusted her mother very much, really thought that this was art, and studied with her mother very seriously.

More than a month later, she had been coaxed by her mother into putting on the fishnet stockings and the miniskirt that didn't cover her ass for a photo.

Her photo was posted in a magazine, and her youthful face made a charming pose of a mature woman, and she looked extremely beautiful.

Her mother took her to the house of the owner of the magazine to get the money, and the boss stared at her face with exquisite makeup for a long time.

He touched his mother's thigh and sighed, "It's wonderful that you have turned a girl into a woman." ”

Mother smiled in front of her, and entered the back room with the boss half-pushed, and didn't forget to turn around and let her wait for her here, she was going to talk about business.

The second month

Luo Mo starred in her first performance in a high-end bar, she was pulled by her mother to dye her blonde hair, put on a crystal crown like a real little princess, her beautiful and bewitching dance attracted countless people, it was her different deformed beauty, it was her disgusting beauty.

It was here that she learned about her mother's real work.

Her mother was a bar dancer supervisor, and her youthful charm allowed her to successfully take over the management position, and she was preparing for every performance.

But the salary of just one job is not enough to support her family, and she is a photographer in her spare time, specializing in taking pornographic pictures that are not in the limelight and selling them to others, which she also calls art.

In this way, Luo Mo was taught by her mother to smoke and drink, wear heavy makeup, and wear revealing clothes.

She was only fifteen years old......

There are countless people who want to let her drink with her in private, but fortunately, her mother still has a trace of conscience and only lets her drink with her instead of sleeping with her.