Fishing Beauty Dressed As a Vicious Stepmother

Outside the human, a female respect, will continue to change day by day! It's still the same as the main text, at the same time, the day is completely over~

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(The copywriting is tentative, and the approximate type is as follows)

One day I discovered that the world I live in is a script killer, and I am the heroine in the script. I have a kind and loving brain. I sacrificed myself for the beloved, sick male lead, and let him pass the customs to the altar.

I just want to say: Am I sick? Am I a masochist?

After that, I took hold of the vicious script and sacrificed to the male lead, and then I became super god.

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"This is a scumbag essay"

(The scumbag is probably the **** change in the crematorium after chasing his wife, but the heroine does not chase her husband, and the husband lay flat and abused herself)

Copywriting:

On the day of my wife’s wedding, the husband was not me.

When the male protagonist was crossing the robbery, he met the female lord of the Hehuan sect. He was trapped in the same place with her. Then he fell in love with the female lord, broke the fairy bones for the female lord, and tried to give birth to children. Grow old together with her.

Unexpectedly, she wanted to use his heart to save the teacher she admired. Regardless of the past, she dug out the child he was carrying for her and took away the child's heart.

He was so full of thoughts that he jumped down from Duannian Mountain holding the dead child.

He was completely ruined, broke love, and returned to the immortal realm to be his co-master of the Three Realms. He has long forgotten that love in the mortal world.

Until, at the Peach Blossom Banquet, she appeared in front of him again as the first flying fairy of the Acacia Sect. She smiled like a flower, and a little Douding held her sleeve and called her: A-niang, why does that fairy look like me? Exactly the same.

The love he thought he had forgotten, came like a catastrophe.

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