The questions on the form were very detailed, ranging from small ones like what cram schools the person had attended in the past to big ones like how many people the person had killed since his death, and even strange questions like what size horn one liked to use.
Fang Ming was full of evil humor. He leaned on the table and watched her write her resume stroke by stroke. His hands were shaking when she wrote some embarrassing questions.
What's the difference between this and showing off to others?!
What, you've already seen it? That's fine.
She handed the watch to Fang Ming tremblingly and ran out of the lounge with a shy look on her face. I never get tired of seeing this expression!
So Fang Ming watched it forty-seven times.
When it was the forty-eighth time, Monica, whose body was jingling, was halfway through writing when she suddenly looked at Fang Ming with a strange expression.
"how?"
Monica touched the lip stud on her face and said carefully,
"Sir, these little cuties of mine are about to leave me, and I hope to leave some memories as a souvenir before that."
Fang Ming looked at this bold and unique girl and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Monica put down her pen, took a deep breath, and slowly climbed onto the sofa.
"I want to thank you, thank you for letting me stay."
Fang Ming accepted everyone who came to him. He put his arm around her waist and stroked her fluffy afro. Although it was ugly, it was still quite interesting.
Monica leaned on Fang Ming's shoulder, her voice trembling slightly.
"I'll give you a surprise."
Fang Ming pulled the iron ring off her nose and responded with a smile,
"Cheating little guy, I will make you regret it."
In the lounge, the sound of metal colliding and bells ringing.
…
【Role: Monica】
[Strength: 9]
[Agility: 9]
【Constitution: 10】
[tag: piercing, alien, tortoise nails, &*……]
[Charm: Front Armor C, Rear Armor C, Body Damage Reduction, Overall Charm 88]
[Daily bonus: Metal Shaping (You can partially change the shape of metal) (activated)]
…
Fang Ming took the half-filled information form from Monica and carefully read the columns of information on it.
The column for nationality listed a long string of kingdom names that Fang Ming had never heard of.
Monica thoughtfully wrote an explanation in parentheses at the end.
(A small, feudal, backward, ignorant country whose king is an idiot.)
Uh... this girl is a bit prejudiced against her hometown.
Fang Ming continued to read and finally found the column for personal experience.
In fact, considering Monica's outfit, Fang Ming felt that it was not surprising to write a double-digit number here, but writing a zero was not convincing at all.
Personal experience: 0
(That stupid king threatened to cut off my funding and send people to arrest me if I dared to have promiscuous sex. That old man had better be bitten by zombies for 180 yuan. He is a waste who only treats his daughter as a political sacrifice!)
(Shit! The more I think about it, the angrier I get. It’s already the end of the world, the professor doesn’t care about us anymore, what’s the point of me keeping my chastity…)
Monica's file ends here, and what happens next is self-evident.
Fang Ming glanced at Monica, who was fainting on the sofa. This woman was actually a member of the royal family. No wonder...
He picked up the pen and crossed out the zero for personal experience, +1
Wen Ruyu pushed the door open and waved her hand to clear away the turbid air in the lounge.
"Someone's taking a shortcut. Are you having fun, Mr. Fang?"
Fang Ming hugged her with a smile, "Didn't you tacitly approve or even hint at her doing this? Is President Wen jealous?"
Wen Ruyu took a tissue and wiped the lipstick marks from Fang Ming's mouth.
"I just found you bored and wanted to find something for you to do. Besides, it's not my turn to be jealous."
"Don't belittle yourself. I really want to see your sour look."
Wen Ruyu exhaled a breath of hot air, "I'm leaving, going back to my hometown. I'm very busy recently."
Fang Ming is quick to follow advice.
bite!
Maid Candidate +48
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