I like money, but God likes me

The female monk said nothing, silently watching each other's every move.

The little girl seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, her cheeks were slightly red and she was a bit drunk, and her clear eyes were filled with water.

Compared to ordinary people, as a heavenly being, her appearance is naturally unique.

But compared to her delicate and somewhat otherworldly face, the other person's face had a sense of intimacy and an indescribable charm.

At first glance, she looks pretty and cute, but as you look at her for a long time, you will feel that the other person is getting more and more beautiful.

The female monk lowered her eyes slightly and restrained her emotions. She only felt that the things she had done in the past few days were ridiculous.

And now, this ridiculous farce should stop.

"us……"

"By the way, we haven't had a drink yet."

With that said, the little girl put the chicken legs in her hands on the table, then poured two glasses of wine with her oily hands and brought them to her.

The female monk opened her mouth, and then thought that the kiss was complete, and this was the last step anyway, so she walked around the other person's arm, caught the wine glass, and drank it at the same time.

The little girl threw the wine glass in her hand to the ground, performed a cleansing procedure on herself, and then wanted to climb onto the bed.

"Okay, now it's time for the bridal chamber."

The female monk was about to remind the other party that their game was over here, forget about the bridal chamber.

The next second, I heard the little girl's even breathing after falling asleep.

After the female monk was silent for a few seconds, she sighed helplessly.

She should have thought of it a long time ago. How could a little girl know that kind of thing if she is so innocent?

Seeing the man lying on the bed sleeping without even taking off his shoes, the female monk had no choice but to help him take off his shoes one by one.

Thinking that she would be very uncomfortable sleeping in her current outfit, she took off the accessories on her head and her wedding dress one by one, until she exposed her white middle coat, and then she stopped.

After adjusting the opponent's position, she covered him with the quilt. Then she turned around and sat on the chair in front of the table, planning to start practicing just like that.

It seemed that the little girl was very tired from getting married, and the other party didn't wake up until the next morning.

The little girl was even a little confused after she woke up. She turned to look at her in a daze, and then noticed a red thread connecting them.

Out of curiosity, she tentatively tugged on the red thread.

The cultivator suddenly opened his eyes, and happened to meet the little girl's still somewhat confused eyes.

The female monk didn't know what was going on, she just felt her heart trembling inexplicably just now.

"Huh? It's so strange. There is a red thread on my wrist, and this thread is also connected to your wrist."

After hearing the little girl's curious and doubtful words, the female monk hurriedly raised her two wrists and looked at them. There was nothing on them.

"What red line?"

Inexplicably, she wanted to know the reason for the existence of the red thread.

However, the little girl was also very confused about this. She raised her right hand to show the other person.

"Can't you see? It's right here. It's quite long. I thought you tied it for me while I was asleep."

The female monk came over and picked up her wrist and looked at it, but still couldn't see any red line.

Seeing that the little girl had no intention of lying to her when she said her vows, the female monk believed that this red line really existed, but she just couldn't see it.

The little girl probably saw that she was very concerned about this red line, so she took her hand and touched the red line on her wrist.

The moment their fingertips touched the red line at the same time, their hearts trembled.

The little girl couldn't describe the feeling, so she touched her heart with her right hand.

"Why do I feel itchy here?"

The female monk looked at her without saying a word, but she felt that the reason for the red line was probably due to their marriage.

She has now begun to regret her previous promise to get married to the other party. Now it's better. Even if they both treat this matter as a game, there seems to be some power to recognize the relationship between the two of them after they get married.

I have heard before that when mortals seek marriage, they worship gods who can bring about marriage.

I heard that that kind of god has the ability to use a red thread to help others get married. As long as they are held by the red thread, the marriage is destined.

She had listened to this kind of thing as a story before and didn't take it to heart at all. She didn't expect that she would actually encounter this kind of thing now.

Maybe this red line is the marriage line between them.

To confirm her suspicion, she asked the little girl.

"Did we have this red line before we got married?"

The little girl thought about it. When they first met, there was no thread between them, but later a white thread appeared, and she didn't care.

This white line seemed to have turned a little red before the wedding. Unexpectedly, the line is now redder than before the wedding.

"Yes, but not so red."

As soon as these words came out, all the previous views of the female monk were shattered.

She asked the other party in a somewhat urgent tone.

"When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me when this line appeared?"

"Ah? Is this important? This line appeared not long after we met, but it was white at the time, and I didn't care about it."