The day I dressed as the heroine of a sadistic novel, the system told me that as long as the hero fell in love with someone else, I could go home.
I personally selected ten lovers for him and watched him play and sing every night.
But he always asked me with red eyes: "Why do you give me everyone but never want me?"
The system suddenly prompts: [Warning! The male protagonist's hatred reaches the critical point]
"Since you insist on pushing me to someone else..." He chuckled as he tore my collar apart, "then let's see who breaks down first."
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