The male god of fast wear is not human

Chapter 219 Call Your Parents Tomorrow (26)

The business of Yinyangguan has been getting better and better recently.

After the enthusiastic publicity of purchasing girls before,
WeChat ID and official account,
What is done now is flourishing.

Kuang Chitose also accepted the proposal of purchasing girls,

Registered Yinyang Temple on the live broadcast platform,
Live streamed several Fa conferences,
The number of believers is increasing day by day.

Even recruited overseas believers.

Really is,
People sit in the meditation, and believers come online.

On the night of the next Lantern Festival,
Yinyang Temple held a ceremony to sacrifice to the God of Furnace.

The Furnace God is the Taishang Laojun,

Taoist alchemy, after all, must worship,
By the way, the water officer will solve the problem,

For the believers who signed up for the puja in Guannei,

Pay homage to deceased relatives.

Simultaneous live broadcast on the network, with a maximum number of online users of 17.

The effect is not bad.

After the Fa conference,
Kuang Chitose worked overtime as a symbol,
Others in the Taoist Temple are responsible for packing and express delivery.

After all, ordering all kinds of talismans online,

Foreign customers are in a hurry.

By the time this work was over, it was late at night and early in the morning.

Everyone rested after washing.

Kuang Chitose is a little tired,
But the spirit is still full,
So I lay on the bed and played with my phone.

Swipe the background comment area of ​​the official account,
Look at the number of fans of the live account,
Finally, I clicked on the single-player seaside game.

Just played around
Wechat swish swish several messages.

Kuang Chitose: ...

Forgot to turn on do not disturb mode.

Cut out the game to watch WeChat,
It turned out that the purchasing agent girl drank too much again.

Send the confession to the male god,

sent it to her.

[Ancestor of a thousand years: Wrong post]

[Fairy Goose: That's right, help me see if there are any typos. 】

【Ancestors of Thousand Years: Black Question Mark Face.JPG】

[Fairy Goose: / burst into tears, I dare not post it, God, can you publish it for me? 】

[Ancestor of a thousand years: I can help you post on the Taoist official account/smile]

【Fairy Goose: Don't you think I'm not sad enough.JPG】

【Fairy Goose: I'm going to make trouble.JPG】

[Fairy Goose: You performed poorly today - 10 points. GIF]

【Fairy……】

Kuang Chitose: ...

The female goose cried and sent a long series of emoticons.

Kuang Chisui silently clicked Do Not Disturb,
Switch back to Xiao Xiao Le.

After about 10 minutes, the game runs out of stamina.

Switch back to WeChat,

The emoticon package has been sent out for a round,
Mistake mode is on.

[Ancestor of a thousand years: Grandpa has a very good saying, I give it to you. 】

[Fairy Goose: Ahhh, you're back, I was wrong, don't go! 】

[Thousand-year-old ancestor: There are tens of thousands of pretty boys, if not, let's change. 】

[Fairy Goose: ... what the patriarch said? 】

[Chitose ancestor: Yes. 】

I don't read much, so don't lie to me.

After the female goose finished crying and vented, her condition improved.

Then I chatted with Kuang Chitose about something else.

Eight out of ten basic sentences are about her male god.

There are two sentences left,

One sentence is inferiority complex,

One sentence is self-deprecating.

Kuang Chisui looked at the chat records,

Suddenly I remembered to draw dots again.

In the middle of the night,

What's wrong with her,
Can't think about this goose.

[Ancestor Chitose: The patriarch said that even if 99% of the people in this world don’t think you are beautiful, there are still about 75000000 million people who think you are beautiful. 】

[Fairy Goose: Huh, huh, the patriarch is really good at math. 】

[Fairy Goose: I suddenly feel a little bloated. 】

[Thousand-year-old ancestor: Go to sleep, the patriarch will also bless you today. 】

After sending this sentence, Kuang Qiantui withdrew from the conversation.

She lay on her back on the bed,
Looking through the window at the pale moon,

very light and slow,

Sighed.

half an hour,

She clicked on Moments,
Clockwork belongs to the moaning of illness in the middle of the night——

No one stands with me at dusk,
No one asked me how warm the porridge was.

Who turns off the lights with me,
Whoever shares my book will live forever.

——By Patriarch

The inflated female goose second likes it.

Rainbow Fart boasted that the patriarch was both civil and military, and that he was unparalleled in the world.

After a long time.

Kuang Chitose turned off the phone to charge,
Fall asleep.

A comment appeared silently.

Little Hades: Why not, smart home appliances.

　The male protagonist finally has a name (-ω-`) It's not easy.

　　Our master Wang Lingguan is good at everything. ——By Brainless Powder Breeder
　　
　
(End of this chapter)