I traveled through time and became Tang San, and was forced to play the role of the "pure and pure" Tang sect gentleman.
On the surface, I am a gentle senior brother who speaks affectionate lines.
In my heart, I am a desperate complainer: [Xiao Wu's love brain is hopeless! Miss Rongrong has such a bad temper! With Zhu Zhuqing's figure... It's a pity that he followed Dai Mubai!
I thought this sophisticated life was a lonely show, until——
Xiao Wu no longer held my arm innocently, Zhu Zhuqing looked at me with increasingly cold eyes, and Ning Rongrong's smile was full of calculations.
In the Shura field, when I finally heard the words "Third brother, do you still have a word of truth?"
I was panicked on the outside, but ecstatic on the inside: [Hurry! Give me a good time with the eighth-level throw!
But Xiao Wu was close to my ear, her breath was like a orchid, and her words were like a knife:
"Want to die to escape? I won't let you do that."
"We want you to live and see with your own eyes how you, the 'traveler', was ruined by us... Step by step."
