Oh my mother, ill-fated
"Why didn't you die outside?"
"Then…should I leave?" Yang Xiangwei hesitated, wondering if it would be better for her to leave.
"You dare!" Tai-shu Xiu raised his voice and shouted.
Yang Xiangwei thought to herself, I really don't dare!
"If you have the guts to disappear, why don't you have the guts to be with me?" Tai-shu Xiu approached her step by step, suppressing the anger in his heart. He questioned,"Don't tell me that he's dead because of your ex-husband. If he really cared about you, he would only want you to be happy. He wouldn't want you to find a substitute to sacrifice to him day and night."
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In short, this was the emotional chapter of "Quickly Dress Up: My Wife Is a High Deity", which was also our High Goddess Xiang Wei's "Records of a Straight Woman", and also someone's wife chasing fire.
If you are impatient and want to read the plot in advance, you can read chapter 612 next door, but I can't guarantee that it will be the same style as this article.
There were more old books: "The Daily Life of a God's Wife,""The Daily Life of a God's Wife,""The Daily Life of a Goddess 'Wife,""God, You Picked Up a Zombie,""1000 Years Old When You Picked Up an Ancestor..."
This story might have potential, but by all that is holy, I can't feckin find it. I tried. I really did, but I couldn't get past chapter 10. If I had to compare the grammatical prowess of the editor to a functioning member of society, it would be equal to Jeffrey Dahmer. I gave myself a migraine attempting to process the massacre of the english language that is this story. If this story is ever picked through by actual editor, I might come back. It's highly unlikely, however, given the ptsd I am developing after walking through the literary equivalent of Auschwitz.