[The mouth is too straight and the body is straight, a professional slaps in the face & the sweet mouth is sweet, and the person is seductive without knowing it]
Ning Zhi, the most insignificant disciple of the God of Wealth, her daily job is to count coins, clean the treasury, and make tea for her master.
Until that day, the old God of Wealth passed away, and the legendary seven-orificed exquisite heart could turn stones into gold and turn debts into fate! Lost it!
Ning Zhi received a death order: go down to earth, find the master's heart, and resurrect his old man.
As a result, as soon as he landed, he bumped into a man in fluttering red clothes who claimed to be here to investigate the cause of Master's death.
Something is wrong, but whatever!
There may be a conspiracy, but whatever!
Ning Zhi's nose burst into tears and she knelt on the ground: "Lord God! Please take me with you! I... I am going to die!"
Yuanhe: "..."
The true god Yuanhe has since been bound to be the long-term meal ticket and power bank of the Tiangong minions.
——
Is it a coincidence? Or has it been planned for a long time?
The little God of Wealth tells you,
There is no free lunch in the world!
The little God of Wealth also wants to tell you!
Expensive lunch,
You must eat it up with confidence!
Suck it~suck it~
——
As a result,
At the end of the investigation, the two of them stared at each other.
What should I do? It seems that Master's death was planned by himself.
Yuanhe seemed to be watching a play from beginning to end.
In other words, he was waiting for her to discover the truth: "Do you still want to save him?"
Ning Zhi bit her lip: "What about you? Are you here to investigate the case, or are you here to... Save me?"
Yuan He lowered his head, tucked her broken hair behind her ears, and laughed softly:
"God is here to help you. Are you satisfied?"
——
Ning Zhi: "Lord Shangshen, do you think that if my master really uses me as a sacrifice, is his heart worth finding?"
Yuanhe: "Not worth it."
Ningzhi: "What about your heart?"
Yuan He paused, the tips of his ears turning slightly red: "... This god's heart has long been out of control because of your anger."
Concept: All things are cute
