Pick up a monster and carry it home

Chapter 6 "Sequelae" of Meixiang Poison
But a maid is a physical laborer, not to mention a waiter in a restaurant, so life would be worse than death!
In addition, the proprietress is a vicious capitalist exploiter, and Shen Shuyao's life is very difficult.

Who said the ancients were kind?

Who said the ancients were simple?

Who said the ancients were easy to deceive?

Your Lingtang's honesty and your father's unpretentiousness are all deceiving people, and they are designed to deceive those children who have never time-traveled but want to time-travel.

You don’t know if you don’t time travel, but you will know once you travel: Grandma’s, the people here are not human, either foxes or wolves, all kinds of monsters.

Want to know what a monster is?Then cross it!
Wondering what a den of thieves is?Then cross it!
Want to know what is a miserable life?Then cross it!
The proprietress Guan Shenyan, who is infinitely charming, beautiful and intelligent, is actually a BT girl with a curly hair and a dark belly;
The elegant and mysterious chef Tan Qi is a ruthless character who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger;

Shiqing, who looks pure and kind, is a stingy, gold digger who falls into the eyes of money and cannot be pulled out;
Delicate and charming, Yang Xiaotu, the shop boy who seems to be clever and clever, is actually a confused, insecure, and off-line girl who is crazy about things;

Among this group of people, one can imagine how miserable her life is.

He looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh: The most tragic experience in the world is nothing more than this, but she, Shen Shuyao, happened to be bumped into it. I hate the durian!
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Monster version of the small theater:
One day, a black-bellied proprietress threw a bag of white powder to a wretched little running hall: Here it is.

A small running hall trembled: What kind of rice is this?I don't do things that violate the law and discipline, or commit crimes.

A certain proprietress smiled treacherously: "Mei, Xiang, San"

With a trembling hand in a small running hall, the white powder fell to the ground, spreading out gorgeously: ah... this, this, this... is an aphrodisiac!

A certain proprietress despised it: What are you blind, and you won't be allowed to eat it.

A small running hall realized: Then you just let me go down...

A certain proprietress nodded, and the boy could finally teach her a lesson: Oh, not bad, my head is working...

A certain Xiaowaitang shook his head, disdainful: Cut... I don't know you yet, who is it for?
A lady boss looks at YD: current situation

(End of this chapter)