The Vicious Female Supporting Actor Tearing Up the Cannon Fodder Script
[Sister chapters of the Quick Wear series, 1v1!!!] I, Li, have always only written 1v1 Double-Clean, Qiangqiang, Two-Way! I'm asking if it's a 1v1!]
It was said that a furball under the Divine Master had run away after teasing the Heavenly Axiom.
While escaping, he did not forget to take away the system that was regarded as a " taboo ".
Other people did missions for resurrection, revenge, and benefits.
[Li Huan's Mission: Kill Time]
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The Prince Regent, who had the most power in the country, pressed his forehead against hers and interlocked his fingers. His voice was very soft but very serious.
"Huan 'er, I like you. I like you very much."
The refined and scummy sickly brother hooked her little finger and smiled kindly.
"You can either marry me or be locked up by me for the rest of your life. Choose one."
The dark and stubborn Demon Lord touched her crippled leg, his eyes extremely gentle.
"Don't run, you're all I have."
……
Look.
Although these people were occasionally seriously ill, they were much better than the one in the void.
There were so many men in the world that Li Huan decided not to go back.
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Suddenly, one day, a certain system burst into tears.
" Host, you should quickly escape. Sob, sob, sob."
"What are you running for? I haven't had enough fun yet."
A certain system had nothing to live for.
" The system has just detected that the person who is clinging onto you in every plane is the same person. It's the one in the void."
Li Huan was speechless.
If he didn't run now, when would he?
A certain man grabbed the back of her neck.
"Where are you going? She's already asleep and the kiss is over. What else do you want?"
Help!
Why is this person haunting us?
“In American icon John Grisham’s new novel, Camino Winds, an odd assortment of mystery and crime authors, some of them felons themselves, discover one of their colleagues has been murdered during the fury of a massive hurricane—the perfect crime scene. Since officials are preoccupied with the aftermath of the storm, the authors set out to solve the mystery themselves, in the type of wild but smart caper that Grisham’s readers love.” —Delia Owens, author of Where the Crawdads Sing