MyGO!!! I am the succubus Xiaoxiang?

"Can I let go of that?"

Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Mu's eyes revealed obvious fear.

"Alright alright."

What else could Xiangzi do? He could only gently stroke Xiao Mu's head to comfort her.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I watched the other person gradually calm down.

The key point is that it's just too much of a coincidence.

While recounting various accidents, a bland, slapping sound could be heard.

Then, bang.

For a moment, I wondered if something bad was about to happen.

Thankfully, Xiao Mu didn't come along.

I'm actually quite glad.

Then I saw Xiao Mu rushing over.

Just like Xiao Mu was frightened.

Xiangzi is one of them.

For a moment, I really felt like there was a hole under my feet. When Ruoye Mu rushed over, I was terrified.

Wanting to push the other person away, but afraid that the other person would be pushed away by her own hand, she subconsciously grabbed the other person and threw her out. Xiao Mu did not let go, so she was caught and rolled on the ground.

. . . . . .

But that time was truly terrifying.

In the future, if something like this happens, Xiaomu must learn to protect herself, instead of...

She just looked at Xiao Mu, who was hugging her from the side, to make sure she was still there.

Xiangzi didn't dare to say it aloud.

The two of them were just sitting, leaning against each other.

A person who has no self but only others.

And a person who is all alone.

They sat together.

. . . . . .

"Okay, I'm all here. I'll reply to your messages!"

After agreeing with Xiao Mu, Xiangzi also started his night shift.

Looking at the text message sent by Xiao Mu.

"Xiang is eating." Xiao Mu went to eat.

"Xiang is doing his homework."

"Xiang, I've finished writing. I'm listening to music, yours."

"Xiang is getting ready to sleep."

Goodnight, Xiang.

He replied to each message one by one, feeling relieved. Xiangzi thought about it and realized that the stage he was on today was indeed quite good.

Location, number of people it can accommodate, and all sorts of settings.

If it's that cheap, then they're really making a killing.

But the question is, is it really just a coincidence?

Hmm, maybe it really is just a coincidence.

Xiangzi had no choice but to believe such things.

He turned his head and opened Momoka's LINE, and started chatting with her.

The other person also happened to be on the night shift.

As we were talking, I suddenly remembered that hole.

As he opened the door and looked at the facilities below, Xiangzi suddenly had an idea.

“Okay, I’ll go check it out tomorrow. If it’s okay, I’ll take it!” Tao Xiang replied.

Xiangzi withdrew.

just see.

"Xiang, get up and go to the toilet."

"Xiang, you're done. Lie down on the bed. The bed is so big."

"Xiang is sleeping, but it's so dark."

It's like a child reporting their arrival.

It's as if they're expecting something.

"Report, Ruoye Mutsu, Xiangzi is at work, getting ready to sleep!"

"Xiang, together!"

"Hmm? I understand we're going to sleep at the same time, but something still feels off! Okay! Go to sleep, goodnight!"

. . . . . .

The captain on the other side of the screen said he was going to sleep.

Tao Xiang felt relieved.

However, once I exited the phone, I saw another red dot.

A bunch of messages from Rencai.

Xiangzi just contacted me, and I immediately turned around and started talking to him about MUJICA.

Looking at Rencai, she asked herself if she was free tomorrow.

. . . . . .

"Sorry, I'm busy, I have to work! Sorry!"

"Can I go? I want to work too!" Rencai said.

"Eh!" Momoka thought for a moment.

Let Rencai come over.

You mean to let Rencai work at Fanxing?

That's not impossible.

After all, the store manager is now even bringing in her sister and her sister's friends to help out, so they definitely need manpower.

However, the problem is...

He would wear Xiangzi's clothes and sing along on stage, sometimes playing guitar, and even doing other promotional work.

. . . . . .

How I appear in Renna's eyes.

That mature, reliable, and gentle older sister who is like a white moonlight.

became.

"Hooray! Do you want to dance with me too?"

. . . . . . .

The things Xiangzi taught me were so shameful!!!

Absolutely not!

“Damn!” Momoka replied.

"Huh? But, that's not what I meant."

"This job, that one, no, it's not suitable for you!"

"Okay, let me take a look."

"no!"

"Momoka, I can do it! I'm not a little kid who needs you to hold me up. I can do it all by myself, so..."

"No! No, it's not about you, it's that this job isn't suitable for you!"

"Eh?"

Nina on the other side of the screen looked puzzled.

Think about how Momoka has been lately.

Suddenly you have money. Suddenly, you indulge in all sorts of luxuries, booking the best private rooms, singing the most exciting music, and taking yourself to eat the most expensive beef rice set meal. Suddenly you have money.

. . . . . .

What could she possibly do? That's what Momoka, who doesn't have a university degree but only knows music, could do.

not.

Red-light district, still.

No!

Absolutely not!

However, he kept pleading.

Peach Blossom kept refusing, refusing, and refusing again. Why did she refuse? Because it was embarrassing, wasn't it?

. . . . . .

I'm not a child anymore, I'm an adult now! Momoka!

Rencai gritted her teeth and decided she had to go and see what was going on!

It's impossible to make money through music.

Musicians are like artists; they might make money through music and art, but it's unlikely they'll actually make money solely through music and art!

Rencai set her alarm for 5 a.m. and went to wait outside Taoxiang's house! She wasn't worried about not being able to catch anyone this time.

. . . . . .

Early in the morning, Renna watched Momoka, who was wearing a hat and avoiding everyone's gaze as she walked outside, as if afraid of being discovered.

Can it really be true?!

Chapter 99: There are a lot of cockroaches in my rented room, but Old Man Pai really doesn't recognize many of them.

What kind of job requires you to do it behind someone's back?

There are many.

For example, the Cowherd, or the so-called divine maiden, of course.

There are also novelists and painters.

These are all the same embarrassing professions.

However, the first two methods often result in making money.

The latter two often don't make money!

However, if you're talking about people with irregular schedules, all four of them are examples of that; if you're asking who would go out at all.

I can only think of the first two names for "rencai".

Furthermore, you need to avoid people you know and your profession that you can't talk about.