On the lotus platform, a young man in red spoke righteously,
"Concerning my being sacrificed to the gods, I hereby make the following statement:
First, I volunteered.
Second, I liked him first.
Third, ah, the pot is boiling, wait a moment,"
"Shen Yinyao~"
"Yaoyao?!"
Ruan Qingci howled at the top of his lungs for a long time, and then a certain god floated over slowly, with a feather fan gently blowing against his face, giving off an air of immortality.
Shen Yinyao rolled his eyes, closed his fan and hit a young man in red on the head, "How many times have I told you to call me Lord God?"
Then he thought of something, looked at Ruan Qingci firmly, and after a long time he asked, "... Is the meal ready?"
Oh my God, are you really a god?
Intention: About the fact that I was sacrificed to the gods