Underworld Chat Group: My Hubby is King Hades Chapter 398: 398: comparable to double eleven in the world

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Entering the penthouse suite, Ning Huanxin gave the doorman two hundred yuan bills as a tip, and she found a place to put her luggage.

A dead end: I have arrived at the hotel smoothly.

Ning Huanxin sat on the big comfortable sofa and took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the WeChat group.

After a few seconds, the group became lively again——

The unjust dead: Well, then...just fine. Is your sister-in-law okay?

Follow the trick: Well, it's good.

Ning Huanxin didn't know what to say.

People and ghosts have different paths, and no matter how strong the feeling is, it is no match for the distance between life and death.

Faceless Ghost: Huanxin, can you ask Huangquan Express to mail my mask over? Why don't I have the face to meet people in the sun? I will send you the address. Today is July 14th and until the 15th, Huangquan Express is open all day.

Certainly: Oh, okay, I'll do it in a while.

It turns out that when it comes to Zhongyuan Festival, the express delivery of the underworld is not only on holiday, but also on call 24 hours a day?

It's really the conscience of the industry!

Ning Huanxin found the official account of Huangquan Express in WeChat, then chose to send the package to Yangjian, and determined his own Yangjian coordinate location.

She is already very proficient in this series of operations.

In a few seconds, her door rang.

Ning Huanxin quickly ran to open the door, still in the familiar Huangquan express work clothes and familiar peaked cap, but the person in front of him was not Yin Yang Yan Song Yi, but a petite girl in a little blue dress.

"Hello, Huangquan Express. I am the receiver, Little Kite."

Little Kite stood at the door, smiling at Ning Huanxin.

"Hello, come in, are you the receiver in the area of ​​Donghai City?"

Ning Huanxin put the little kite in, and asked while walking.

"Oh, no, I just came here to help. Miss, you also know that today is July 14th, July 14th to July 15th is Midyear Festival, what day is Midyear Festival? That's yours The double eleven of the world! The express delivery between the sun and the underworld are going to be piled up! All the express companies have blown up!"

Ning Huanxin:...

Well, indeed, there are Valentine's Day, Double Eleven, and Double Twelve in the sun, and there are also Ching Ming Festival, Zhongyuan Festival and Double Ninth Festival in this underworld!

"Miss, where is your courier?"

Little Kite blinked and looked around Ning Huanxin.

"Wait a minute."

Ning Huanxin turned to her suitcase and found the two masks she had chosen for the faceless ghost, scanned it with her mobile phone, and immediately packed them automatically.

"Huh? So you also have the underworld system, your own!"

Little Kite didn’t know when she stood behind Ning Huanxin. Seeing Ning Huanxin’s mobile phone screen, Little Kite couldn’t help but smile at her: "Oh, I remember, you are what Song Yi said. That human!"

"Do you know Song Yi too?"

Ning Huan was taken aback, and asked Little Kite with some curiosity.

"Why don't you know each other? Brother Song Yi... is my benefactor."

Speaking of Song Yi, Little Kite’s eyes are shining. She was originally a female ghost whose memory has disappeared. She was about to disappear into the world. Song Yi accidentally met her and saved her and introduced her. When I work at Huangquan Express, although... She is usually just a logistical kid of Huangquan Express, but occasionally when the courier station is busy, Song Yi will ask her to help deliver and pick up the courier.

"I had no thoughts or feelings before, but since I worked in Huangquan Express, I gradually have my own feelings."

Little Kite smiled happily at Ning Huanxin.

Although she is just a ghost, she also desires to have joys and sorrows, knows the joy, anger and sorrow, instead of being a numb ghost.