The Male Favorite of a Stunning Enchantress Can't Escape

Name: The Male Favorite of a Stunning Enchantress Can't Escape
Author: Chengyan157

by Chengyan157

ongoing Fantasy Romance Western Fantasy Female Lead

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112Kwords52chapters

Latest:

Ch. 52 — Birdie

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About This Novel

※This article is a strong female type, the female protagonist is very strong, and it is a story about abusing men. If you don't like it, don't enter it※ When they first met, at the Cloud Pavilion Terrace, with the sun shining brightly and thousands of people watching, he knelt down in front of her with his dying wife in his arms. His heart was cut like a knife and he cried out in pain: "Please save my wife, I can give you whatever you want." She sat far away on a high golden jade stand, with her slightly sunken eyebrows and a low smile, her pink lips lightly parted, and she easily dropped the insult that had confused him all his life. "You can save her, but at the cost of sacrificing your body, you are willing to exchange it." That day, with everyone witnessing him, he accepted it humiliatingly. Goodbye. But it is already ten years later, She fought with him on the battlefield, in the enemy camp. Looking at the face that he had been thinking about for ten years, he was confused and confused. He tapped her pink lips with his slender fingers and said what he wanted to say the most for ten years: "All I want is you..." Hee, this article only abuses men. I am a biological mother, and I only kiss my biological daughter. The heroine is a bad woman like an old demon. When she is bad, she will make you unable to live or die. When she turns against you, she does not recognize who you are. People who are like a holy mother will definitely vomit blood when they see this, so be careful when kissing someone you don't like. Volume 1: Under the seemingly calm and happy facade, the quietly approaching danger slowly wrapped around her neck, tightening inch by inch, quietly waiting for the blood-stained happiness. Who planned this shocking secret, and who, at that moment, inserted the sword into her flesh and bones, causing heartache, but she could only open her clear eyes, showing confusion. Volume 2: Can the cold rain and the raging fire burn down all the injustices in the world? The phoenix will be reborn from the ashes. Standing on the high golden jade frame, she has become another person, with a smile that is cold to the bone. Can you who have done that kind of thing to me still smile brightly when I start to take revenge? . . . . . . Volume 3: For you, I can wash the world with blood, for you, I can turn my back on the world, for you, I can give up everything about me, Yue, the days without you, whether it is dawn or dusk, have no meaning to me. Even at this time, the thousands of miles of country I have are not as good as the lingering fragrance of your hair, and the beauty of the country is not as good as the rosy pink lips of yours. This is not what I want, Yue, how long will it take until I can see you! !