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Sweet Adorable Wife, Please Kiss Slower!

Lin Wanwan is a pitiful mentally-disabled girl. Not only does she suffer abuse from her stepmother, her stepmother even attempts to use her as a sexual commodity to pleasure others. Eventually, the poor Wanwan dies from an overdose… Perhaps a god or a devil had witnessed her tragic fate, but Wanwan gets a brand new chance at life—an external soul takes over her body and gains Wanwan's memories. The resurrected Lin Xiao swears to seek revenge for Wanwan. Having witnessed Wanwan's death and resurrection process, Tang Chen is intrigued by the changes she undergoes. When he tries to cheat Wanwan to gain possession of her, a knight descends from the sky and saves her. He allows her to seek his help thrice. Just who is this mysterious knight? The revived Wanwan demonstrates her astounding talent and intelligence. Not only does she leave her enemies helpless against her, but she also becomes a celebrity who sweeps through the entertainment industry. Who exactly is she? When Wanwan interacts more with the knight, she realizes that he is actually a devil… "From this moment forth, every inch of your body is mine. Resistance is futile." He had descended like Satan, wantonly occupying her body and mind… It's fine. Even if he's the devil, he would still be trampled beneath her feet.

Shopkeeper Fang · Urban
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1572 Chs

Chapter 1463, Tang Chen! ! !

Tang Chen, who was sitting in the middle of the mountain, watched this scene with interest.

Rumble!

At this moment, there was the sound of Thunder in the sky.

Immediately after, the downpour started without any warning.

The bean-sized raindrops hit the person’s face, causing a slight pain.

Mu Ge narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, the smile on his lips becoming bigger and bigger.

“I’m leaving.”

“You can’t leave.”

“I want to stay. You Can’t Chase me away. If I want to leave, you can’t keep me either.”His wet black hair stuck to Mu Ge’s forehead, but he didn’t seem to be in a sorry state. He curled the corner of his lips, his tone seemed to be stating a fact that couldn’t be refuted.

Lu Zhanbei’s fingers that were hanging by his side moved.

This was the signal for the war.

Mu Ge’s fair finger slid from the right to the left, with a wicked sense of cat and mouse.

“You people, who will live and who will die, I’m suddenly looking forward to it.”