Chapter 6
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If he just came to hang out and look at the handsome men, it's a different story; his body's defense is only left in the most private place.
That old hag, Meredith, was too powerful, and every time, she took advantage of his vulnerability to sneak up on him, causing his nerves to be particularly fragile lately and in a state of tautness.
"Where are my goods?" Now that they have been delivered, she could also start planning a new schedule.
"Here it is." The Golden Witch conjured a palm-sized golden orb and placed it in her spread-out palm. "But the Love Elixir is selling like crazy these days; when will you resupply me?" That was the purpose of his trip: to make money.
She was surprised and showed a suspicious look. "Didn't I just give you three bottles last month? The human world is so lacking in love?"
"Yes, everyone wants love, they're love-starved." The Golden Witch said exaggeratedly, deceiving the kind little witch without turning red in the face or the ears.
The "love potion" can only last for a long time if there is a specific dosage. Still, this prominent crooked business executive sees the market opportunity. He packs the potion into less than 10c.c portions and explicitly states the expiry date of the preservation period so that men and women in need of the "love potion" will have to come to the door occasionally to buy the illusory love.
However, he also justified his excuse by saying that because only a few people are devoted to love, the will to have only one lover in a lifetime is generally not high. If it is not true love, why be obsessed once it reaches the preservation period? Changing to a new lover is not a good idea, so you can always have an excellent new love.
Fleeting love can be replaced.
People who buy elixirs from the shop are usually unloved or rejected by love. By limiting the time, he is undoubtedly helping the ignorant people who have been drugged, giving them a chance to return to their old love. So he helps people fulfill their dreams and make merit; his nature is high and pure, his moral character is superb, and he is a great saint in witchcraft.
"But it's not a good way to get your love, right? You should follow the proper path." She felt a deep guilt as if she was helping to break up lovers.
And with everyone abusing the "love potion," what about the people who love each other?
Afraid she would change her mind, the Golden Witch tried her best to convince her. "Modern people are so busy; how can they have time to talk about love? It's good for us to help them so they don't have to go around in circles to find true love.
"That's..." He had a point, but... he seemed to need to be sure of himself.
"Oops! Little Wanqing, would I harm you? Besides, there's a beautiful man in your bed, and you should eat him while the iron is hot; a little girl grows up; she'll be more beautiful when she's nourished by love."
Time! Ruthless executioner; in a flash, a waist-high little girl was aware of the taste of love; he could not blink in time, so he quietly walked into the adult world.
Wan love is loose, and little Wan Qing is pure; these two sisters grow up under his eyes, and his mind can't help but be chased old, can't help but feel that the years go by like a shuttle, time flies like an arrow, naive children are turning into dainty little women.
"You... what are you babbling about? He's not at all..." smiled Mu Wanqing, stuttering nervously, her face flushed red, awkwardly explaining in a hurry.
However, the Golden Witch looked like someone who had been there before and nodded her head repeatedly. "I understand, I understand, little Wanqing is shy."
"I didn't..." her face was getting redder and redder, and she was even more unable to explain adequately in her haste.
"Don't worry, little girl, and your mother was eaten by your horny father when she was a teenager; they won't restrain your love life; you can love boldly, don't be polite to him." It's so good that the flower of happiness is about to bloom.
Thinking of his beloved "her," Jin Wu's expression is both distressed and joyful. However, their love road is plagued with many disasters, bumpy and challenging; they fall in love and find out how to give up, so they can only continue to pamper "her" so that "she" is at the heart of a few more cuts of bloody knife marks.
Mu Wanqing glared in discreet annoyance. "Boss, don't talk about my parents' wrong samples. He owns this manor; I'm just a horticulturalist hired to tidy up the garden."
He revealed a look of 'wanting to cover up the truth,' but put on an understanding expression of "Okay, no problem, I'll hide it for you, you're thin-skinned...". I'll hide it, you, you thin-skinned! "What happened to his foot?"
"It's broken." She was pretty surprised by his keen eyesight, which could tell at a glance what was wrong with the body under the quilt.
"Oh! It's a good cure. He'll be back on his feet in less than a month." He said it with the same ease as she did.
Diseases that couldn't be cured by modern medicine were nothing to those who had been immersed in the magical world for years; they could bring even the dead back to life, not to mention a missing arm or a broken leg.
"That's what I told him, but he didn't believe me." It's pretty easy. What's he worried about?
"Don't be anxious, Little Wanqing; humans don't understand the wonders of magic; they will understand once exposed to it." The Golden Witch smiled and messily rubbed her hair.
"I'm also a human ......" She suddenly looked flustered as if she had thought of something. "Ah! Oh no, what if someone else hears us talking..."
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