99th generation villain, the reborn queen is crazy about me

"Luo Anyang, just give up on this idea. Even if I, Jing Xiyao, die and jump off this building, I will never accept a loser like you!"

When the door was pushed open, Han Ying and the others could still vaguely hear Jing Xiyao's abuse... and couldn't help but shake their heads in disappointment.

Luo Anyang didn't care, and was still thinking to himself: "What a simple plot... What should I take Dong Fei to eat after get off work?"

But as she was scolding... Jing Xiyao suddenly became quiet.

He turned his head to look at the woman, only to find that she was sitting straight in the chair, her limbs stiff, her face staring blankly ahead, her eyes empty, as if she was being controlled.

But then she closed her eyes...a white light flashed around her, and a clear and timeless temperament flowed on her face as pale as celadon.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised in a gentle manner, and her thin lips were quenched with a bright pink color. She had no makeup on her face, but she was extremely beautiful.

???

What are you doing? Are you ascending to heaven and overcoming the tribulation?

Luo Anyang waved his hand in front of her eyes and asked in confusion: "Girl... Oh, that's not right, Xiyao? Are you listening to me?"

There was a moment of silence in the room. Jing Xiyao sat cross-legged quietly on the chair with her eyes closed. Her brows were furrowed in pain and her breathing was intermittent, which only made her fair, plump and proud breasts stand out.

Luo Anyang scratched his head in confusion, not knowing whether this woman was really pretending to be stupid. He was going to be rejected anyway, so he might as well just get it over with.

"She hates me anyway, so I might as well try it out. It can also help strengthen my villain persona."

He rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his big hand, shook it in a mean way, and grabbed the other person's rabbit.

But who would have thought that as soon as he put his hand on her, Jing Xiyao suddenly opened her eyes. The two of them looked at each other and were stunned for a few seconds in awkwardness.

"You...Anyang? Why are you here?"

"You are not dead..."

"No, am I dreaming?" Jing Xiyao looked at the surrounding environment, her whole body shook as if she was electrocuted, her eyes suddenly widened, and she scratched Luo Anyang's face with her hand in disbelief.

Her face turned pale and her lips trembled. She wanted to say something, but her words were stuck in her throat. She was so excited that it was indescribable.

Then...two strings of tears suddenly fell.

There is a touch, a warm feeling, it is not a dream! I have actually traveled through time!

Then Jing Xiyao was overjoyed, her eyes were dazed, her cheeks were flushed with red clouds, and she jumped up and threw herself into Luo Anyang's arms. Her eyes were as if she wanted to eat him alive.

Her hands stroked back and forth on Luo Anyang's chest until she touched his waistband and pulled out a long string...

She looked down, her face flushed all the way to her ears, she spat and couldn't help muttering, "It seems to be much bigger than in the last life... My pants are torn apart."

She hugged him tightly, and the atmosphere in the room felt very ambiguous.

Luo Anyang quickly pushed the other person away, scratched his head awkwardly, laughed dryly, and tied a long piece of cloth around his waist. He didn't know what was wrong with this woman. Couldn't she just enjoy the plot? She was still touching him.

"Well, Xiyao...you should take a look at the little gifts I prepared for you. They are all carefully selected by me."

"Okay, okay." Jing Xiyao nodded obediently, turned around and started rummaging through the trash can.

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"Uh... no, are you really looking at it?"

"Didn't you say you prepared a loving gift for me?" Jing Xiyao's pink thin lips curled up slightly under her high nose bridge. She smiled sweetly, and there was a pair of light rose-red dimples on her cheeks, like red apples. She was cute and dark but still noble, just like a sweet and dark little loli.

This scene really confused Luo Anyang... Why is this woman sometimes good and sometimes bad? In the original book, shouldn't she rush up, tear his clothes and beat him up?

Hey, what are you looking for in the garbage? Where is your goddess's cool demeanor?

"You still don't reject me?"

"Hey, stop rummaging, say the words, say the words!" Luo Anyang hammered his hand in frustration, muttered softly, walked forward to block Jing Xiyao's sight, grabbed her hand that was rummaging through the garbage, and said affectionately: "Xiyao, I..."

"I agree! I agree with everything you say!"

"I want to be your girlfriend!"

"Hey~ Anyang, I remember that your aunt has always wanted a grandson, right? Let's get one now!" Jing Xiyao tilted her head and smiled playfully like a playful little girl. After that, she pounced on him and wanted to take off Luo Anyang's clothes. Her serious look made Luo Anyang dumbfounded.

Is this true or false?

He looked down and saw that the other person's skin was as white as snow, and looked like a blooming white lotus under the dim light, while her white and charming legs blossomed with silent temptation under the light.

The two white rabbits almost blinded him.

Luo Anyang felt her swollen breasts pressed tightly against his chest, soft and full, with amazing elasticity. He stepped back in fear, squinted his eyes, thought about it, and finally understood.

This woman must have been unwilling to go on a blind date and wanted to accuse me of molesting her, so she did it on purpose for Han Ying and the others to see.

So she hugged him up on purpose. She didn't expect that this woman would be so reckless in slandering herself. It was obvious that... in her mind, her image was probably worse than a piece of shit.

"What's wrong? Anyang...did I say something unpleasant just now?" Jing Xiyao's face showed a mixture of joy and worry, and she asked cautiously.

"Just now...I" Jing Xiyao had just traveled through time and had no idea what she had said before.

She rubbed the corner of her clothes nervously. A few heavy drops of water from unknown origin hung on her long eyelashes. She blinked a few times, and the drops fell down. She was afraid that Luo Anyang would no longer like her.

"Yeah...Xiyao, I didn't expect you to bother me so much." Luo Anyang stared at the recorders on the table, nodded as if he understood, then pointed at her and said, pretending to be dejected: "But...no matter what, I will not give up on you!"

"I will prove to the Jing family that I, Luo Anyang, am worthy of you!"

After saying that, Luo Anyang ran away without looking back, fearing that this woman would do something weird.

"Anyang!...Hello~~~"

"Hmph, little wood, run, run, where can you run to?"

"When I find a good opportunity, I'll eat you up in one bite!" Jing Xiyao looked at his back and snorted resentfully, with a hint of longing in her eyes. She suppressed the thoughts in her mind and opened a few exquisite small boxes in the trash can.

She remembered that in her previous life, Luo Anyang had prepared jewelry and rings worth hundreds of thousands of dollars for her, as well as those confession gifts...but she didn't cherish them and threw them away like garbage.

No matter what is said in this life, it must be preserved carefully as a wedding souvenir for the two of us.

Jing Xiyao opened the box with great anticipation, only to find a crystal clear ring in the middle. As a veteran in the jewelry business, she could tell at a glance that it was a piece of glass.

The main body of the ring is neither gold nor silver-plated, but... an unpolished iron bar with barbs that feel a little prickly to the touch.

...

Jing Xiyao frowned strangely, then picked up the second bouquet of roses. Although they were relatively cheap flowers, she felt very happy. Jing Xiyao sniffed them fiercely, but she smelled a rotten smell. She reached in and pulled out a series of rotten petals....

Seeing this, her little face suddenly sank, and she bit her little canine teeth with some resentment.

Finally, she picked up a gold necklace from the box and wiped it with her slender hand...it had actually faded.

...

This gift is so perfunctory~

"It seems... after traveling through time, some scenes will change slightly."

"However, it is enough for me to plan tactics to deal with Ye Jianbai in advance."

"Although it's simple, as long as it's given to me by Anyang... I want all of them!" Jing Xiyao kissed the ring and smiled sweetly. She blinked her big eyes and hummed softly. After that, she took the ring and put it on, shaking her little hands happily. She liked it very much.