Dreaming of hitting the jackpot doesn't mean I'm obsessed with cleanliness.
But when I thought that the snail girl might really be a man as Shen Yijin said.
Moreover, he uses the same set of toiletries and cup as me, and even the same food. The dream of hitting the jackpot makes me feel a little nauseous.
This reaction of dreaming of hitting the jackpot instantly made the netizens in the live broadcast room understand that Shen Yijin was right.
[Ahhh, this is similar to being a sasaeng fan, it's terrifying just thinking about it.]
[Male snail! My dream of hitting the jackpot is so good I'm blushing. Why aren't you listening to the host? Hurry and get ready to move!]
[Oh my god, is that person still going through the trash? It's terrifying to think about it. Dreaming of hitting the jackpot, that person is the one cleaning up my house now. Maybe he really did...]
Just now, he was just feeling sick from dreaming about getting lucky, but after seeing the comments, he really vomited.
I didn’t see the picture in the live broadcast room, but it was not pleasant to just listen to the sound.
"Do you want to verify it?" Chen Yijin stabbed him in the heart, as if she didn't know how hard it was to get lucky with her dream. "If you don't confirm it, you must be very reluctant to believe it."
"He hasn't had time to wash the underwear you changed into today. You can check it out if you go check it out."
Chen Yijin's words sounded like the devil's whisper to Meng Meng's ears.
Thinking of a certain possibility, dreaming of getting lucky, his face became extremely ugly.
He threw his phone aside and ran towards the bathroom.
After a while, the dream came back to me.
[Hahaha, it's so unfortunate that dreams don't work out, but I really want to laugh hahahahaha! He just swore that he had a snail girl and wanted to marry her, but now that he knows she's a male snail, his face is green.]
I made a before-and-after comparison emoji pack, are there any sisters who need it?
[Hahaha, you're so greedy upstairs! If you take away all the bamboo shoots, how will the pandas on the mountain survive?]
He dreams of getting lucky and tries to ignore the comments. His filter for the so-called Snail Girl is now shattered, and he feels that this home of his is not habitable at all.
Now, no matter how familiar the home environment is, he feels that it is full of surveillance cameras, and that perverted man might be staring at him at any time.
Dreaming of hitting the jackpot, he shuddered at his own thoughts. He was afraid that the pervert would overhear his conversation with Chen Yijin, so he spoke in a low voice, almost like a whisper: "Host, give me some advice! Will he follow me after I move? Is there any way I can get rid of him completely?"
"Don't think about asking the 'Snail Girl' to serve you at this time." Chen Yijin sneered and joked about dreaming of getting lucky.
I dreamed of hitting the jackpot, but now I regret it: "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have blindly believed in those gods and Buddhas I'd never heard of online, worshipped them blindly, and even told them my birth date. Please, host, show me a way forward!"
Regardless of whether they are legitimate gods or Buddhas, telling them your birth date and time is equivalent to agreeing to do a deal with them.
There are too many gods and Buddhas who know about the dream of having good luck in one's birth date. It is not easy to solve this problem from the root.
His current situation was all his own fault. Shen Yijin didn't sympathize with him: "There's no other good solution at the moment. Moving frequently can alleviate the problem and delay their arrival."
Meng Meng's expression froze, and he stammered, "They? There's more than one in my family?"
"Don't you know how many gods and Buddhas you have worshipped? Two-thirds of them are evil gods and Buddhas. They have worked so hard to get a believer, how could they let you go so easily?" When he first connected with his dream of hitting the jackpot, Chen Yijin calculated that he had 50 years of life left, but now it has become 49.
His life span was decreasing every minute. If he had dreamed of getting lucky and not prayed for these things, he could have lived to 84 years old.
After hearing what Chen Yijin said, her dream of hitting the jackpot was completely disheartened.
He is very regretful now. Wouldn't it be better to live a down-to-earth life? Why does he have to hope for luck?
Now, he was lucky, but it was bad luck.
Chen Yijin: "It's useless to think so much, just move first. But it's not that easy for you to move now. For one thing, your 'Snail Girl' won't let you go easily."
He was dreaming of getting lucky, and cold sweat broke out on his back. After listening to what Shen Yiji said, he always felt that the pervert was standing behind him, staring at him with crazy and paranoid eyes, wanting to swallow him up in one bite.
His limbs were stiff, and he didn't dare to move at all: "I really know I was wrong, anchor, please, save me!"
He waited anxiously for Shen Yijin to show him a way out, but Shen Yijin stopped talking.
"Click, click..."
The sound of footsteps rang in Meng Meng's ears. Big drops of sweat rolled down his forehead. He swallowed hard and felt that every sound of his leather shoes hitting the ground was like a torture to him.
"Did I do something wrong? Why do you want to leave me?"
"I see your wish. You want someone to take care of you, to wake up every day and have hot meals, and to be able to enjoy yourself at home without having to do anything. I have done all of these. Why do you want to move?"
"Everything here is added according to your preferences. Don't you like it here? We can move to another place to live, but you can't leave me..."
"You're not as good as before. If I take away the door handle, will you be able to return to your former self and stay with me obediently?"
"Don't leave! You're mine! Don't even think about escaping!"
Dreaming of getting lucky felt a sinking sensation on his back. The man spoke every word in a hoarse voice, and the sound floated directly into Dreaming of getting lucky.
Too close, at this distance, it felt like someone was whispering in his ear...
He was trembling with the dream of hitting the jackpot. He didn't even think about packing his bags. He wanted to escape from here and move somewhere else to live.
The brain has issued the command, but the body, which dreams of hitting the jackpot, has not received the signal and remains frozen in place.
"I've been so good to you, why do you still want to run away? I won't allow it..."
The hoarse voice has not stopped yet.
My scalp tingled from dreaming of hitting the jackpot, and my spirit was on the verge of collapse several times.
He really regretted it. If he had known that he would be entangled by such a pervert, he would never have prayed to the gods and made a wish.
Who can come and save him!
The anchor is Zhongshengdu? The police?
It doesn't matter who comes, he just wants to live now.
"With your courage, you still dare to believe in so many gods and Buddhas. Do you think your life is too long?" Shen Yijin's cold voice without a trace of emotion sounded. At this moment, the dream of hitting the jackpot seemed to have seen salvation.
He wanted to shout for help, asking Shen Yijin to save him, but he couldn't even open his mouth, let alone speak.
He could only scream frantically in his heart: Anchor, please save me!
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