"Soak it in alcohol for nine days. OK, I get it!" the miserable worker said. "Thank you, Master Xu."
"Just do as I say. Oh, and soak the bag in the sun." Xu Yi continued, "You should also get more sun exposure recently."
"Okay, thank you, thank you. I'll remember that."
[Such a beautiful bag soaked in wine, what a waste! My heart bleeds.]
【Blood Drop +1! 】
【Blood+! 】
[I just checked the quoted price. Okay, I'm not worthy, but the lady agreed so readily.]
[How about you, little sister, give me the bag. I’m not afraid of bad luck!]
Looking at the comments section that was going crazy for the bag, Xu Yi reminded people, "This bag must be dealt with. If it comes into contact with it too much, it's more than just bad luck."
[Haha, don't worry, Banxian, they are the kings of talking nonsense! ]
Chen Qing waved, said goodbye, and hung up the call.
She sat blankly on the sofa, looking at the lights of thousands of houses outside the window, and her heart felt cold.
The human heart is unpredictable. I broke up with him, but he still won't let me go.
After sitting for a long time and looking at the bag, she sent the video she had just recorded from the live broadcast to the familiar stranger.
After watching the other party typing for a long time, but not a single word appeared in front of him, Chen Qing was so angry that he punched the sofa a few times and blocked him directly.
He threw his phone aside, took out a pair of scissors, picked up the bag into pieces, threw it into the trash can, poured all the remaining wine in the house into it, and then walked away contentedly.
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