Twenty-nine-year-old Ningxia was urged to get married by her mother in various ways, and all kinds of negative emotions surged in her heart, but she still held it back and did not argue with her mother.
In fact, it's not that she doesn't want to get married, it's just that she hasn't met the right person.
The ancients said that when you are thirty, you are already very close to your thirtieth birthday. Instead of wasting time getting along with people you don't like, you should work hard to improve your various abilities. After all, only yourself is the most reliable person in this world.
However, in the dead of night, I couldn't help but shed tears. Because I am afraid that I cannot control my own life.
At this time, her male god appeared. He was tall and handsome, just like he had been many years ago. She enjoyed this beautiful dream, but it wasn't until the "male god" made a lolita sound that she realized that this might be a nightmare.
The "male god" told her in a lolita tone that the reason why she never met the right person was because she had broken up too many couples in her previous lives. If you don't want to die alone, you must accept the mission and help lovers get married.
Ningxia spent five seconds screwing the "male god" to confirm the authenticity. Then I spent five minutes haggling and finally accepted the assignment.
"The so-called helping others means helping yourself. I am very happy to accept this task!" After getting what she wanted, Ningxia said generously to the "male god".