After Dressing up as Cannon Fodder, I Became a Heartthrob

[Group pet + anti-routine + blackening + crazy criticism] Yan Jiao was frail and sick since she was a child, and she left Hexi before she was twenty. Fortunately, the heavens gave her a chance to be reborn. As long as she completed the mission and accumulated merit points, she would be given the chance to be reborn. She thought the task would be simple, but then... The leader of the Immortal Sect gently touched the corner of her lips, and his voice was low and magnetic, "Jiaojiao, do you prefer the bedroom or the hot spring?" The sickly beauty prince touched the silver chain on Yan Jiao's feet and smiled gloomily, "Don't you like it, teacher? I think this color matches your skin tone very well." Before the drug dealer died, he still didn't have the heart to hurt Yan Jiao. He smiled and used his body to block the hail of bullets, and carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "It's such a pity that I met you at the right age, but not in the most suitable identity. Jiaojiao, don't miss me." The frail scholar saw the female bandit coming with a hemp rope and backed away in fear, "Girl, don't be like this, Xiaosheng... Xiaosheng is a serious person..." ………… Everything in me is calm and calm, but I only see you in chaos.