My Thousand-Year-Old Snake Spirit Accidentally Abandoned the Director from Beginning to End

[Across the ages] [Reunion] [Strong women and strong men] [Easy and hilarious] [I'm in the Shura Field of the Demon Management Bureau] As an Upper Cuban snake that has lived for more than two thousand years, She Xiwu has only two beliefs about snake life: lie down and drink milk tea. In order to maintain her identity as a gangster in this era where "it is not allowed to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China", she had to surrender to the Demon Management Bureau. I thought it was just a formality, but I didn't expect that as soon as I entered the door, I was pinned down on the interrogation chair by the top boss. The man was in a suit and leather shoes, ascetic and cold, but the fingertips holding her wrist were trembling, and his voice was low and dangerous: "It's been two thousand years, and it finally fell into my hands? When you tricked me into drinking the realgar wine and ran away, wasn't it very cool?" She Xiwu stared at this handsome face, swallowed, and tried to quibble: "Well... If I said that I got lost to buy you sobriety medicine, would you believe it?" The next second, the strongest "deed of sale" in history was slapped on the table. Not only do they have to work in 996 to pay off their debts, but they are also forced to live together and receive "close supervision." During the day, she is a violent clerk in the Demon Management Bureau who kills S-class beasts. At night, she is a "human pillow" that must be wrapped around the director to warm the bed. Yin Lin (untie): Isn't it said that cold-blooded animals need body temperature? Come here, I'll warm you up. She Xiwu:... Is this supervision serious?