Meng Puxi, who wanted to be a rice insect, was prompted by her mother to make the 264th call to find a job. She scrolled through her phone in boredom, and then she entered a red envelope group.
[Ding, congratulations on grabbing Sister Chang'e's sweet-scented osmanthus brew]
[Ding, congratulations on grabbing the special golden sore medicine from the legitimate daughter of the Yun family]
[Ding, congratulations on grabbing Taishang Laojun's Marrow Cleansing Pill]
Me. . Go, this group seems a bit 666.
From then on, Meng Puxi lived peacefully in front of her.
Little white text, no brains and no logic.
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