“Love is when Pangu opens the sky…” Yan She twitched at the corner of her mouth. www.126shu.com
He and the Virgin of Yaochi were in a bookstore. The author’s name was “Yao Qiong”.
The Virgin of Yaochi said with confidence: “This book is about the love story between me and the King of Humans. It is sincere, loyal, immortal, and immortal, and will definitely resonate with everyone.”
Yan She looked at the sign next to her.
Special offer area, one yuan, May 1st book!
Why is it a special offer? Of course, it can’t be sold, so it’s a promotion.
At this time, a girl walked here, picked up an immortal masterpiece of the Virgin Mary of Yaochi, turned over two pages, then left it with disgust, and said weakly, “What an old-fashioned writing style.”
Virgin Mary of Yaochi suddenly solidified.
Yan She looked at the girl: “You have only read two pages, can you tell if you can write it?”
The girl said disdainfully: “You can tell what you write if you read two lines of this kind of book…” She turned around and walked towards other bookshelf.
A blue vein popped up on the forehead of the Virgin Mary of Yaochi.
Yan She chuckled and looked at the bookstore owner beside him: “How is this book written?”
The boss glanced at him and shook his head, “A typical little woman, self-righteous, with poor content, and she couldn’t sell it at all. No one wanted it for free. Alas…”
The Virgin of Yaochi clasped her hands tightly, put them on her chest, tried to restrain her, and murmured, “I am a member of the Pangu tribe, a god, and I can’t care about mortals. They don’t know how to appreciate it…”
Although she said that, Yan She still felt a chill, and she felt a sweat in her heart for the owner of the bookstore, and said calmly, “Boss, I want all the books here.”
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“Why are you buying so many books?” Virgin of Yaochi looked at the large stack of books held in Yan She’s hand with a bad expression.
This is her proud work, but now it is a major stain on her life.
Yan She flipped through the book and smiled, “The accompanying goddess of the Pangu tribe is a limited edition, so I naturally have to buy more collections.”
The Madame of Yao Chi snorted coldly, “It takes a price to mock me.”
“No, no, no, I have no intention of mocking the Madame of the Holy Mother.” Yan She closed the book and looked at the Madame of Yao Chi, “Actually, your writing style is still good, but the content is inappropriate, and mortals cannot understand God’s vision.”
“I think it is the same.” The Madame of Yao Chi agreed, but sweared in her heart that she would never write novels again.
The two came to a cafe.
“Through these two days of getting along, I have believed that Fellow Daoist Yan is definitely not a person who is ill-intentioned and conspired to plot.” The Holy Mother of Yao Chi sipped her coffee and said calmly.
“So, your Pangu tribe is too suspicious. When you meet someone you don’t know, you think you are a conspirator.” Yan She complained, but his tone was very calm, and it seemed like he was just a joke.
The two chatted and laughed, harmoniously.
These days, the two of them have been together, testing each other, and then they both felt that each other was difficult, so they tried to become good friends.
Since you are not sure to destroy him, then pull him to your own front.