Shura Field, the rag background board text is not rag text, the content is sweet and sad, the young master is spoiled by bad things, the stupid beauty is, the wife is chased in the crematorium
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Su Ci was used to being arrogant and pampered since he was a child. As the young master of the Su family, he was raised in fine clothes and fine food since he was a child, and he developed a arrogant and bad temper. It's a pity that young Master Su was frail and sick since he was a child, and died of illness when he was only twenty, but because of this, he traveled to another Su Ci in another world...
But here's the problem, what a rag this world is! ! !
He looked at the memories in his mind that belonged to the original owner - gentle, obedient, willing to be slaughtered, and finally tortured by six men until he became inhuman.
Su Ci:?
So, the wicked, arrogant and stupid young master offended everyone he could.
On the first day of time travel, he scolded Qi Ze.
The next day, Gu Shen was attacked.
On the third day, tell Huo Jin to stay away.
On the fourth day, I thought I would practice meditation and recite sutras together.
On the fifth day, Song Qinghan's tea was poured out.
On the sixth day, he ignored Yang Xu's eyes.
The seventh day——
Su Ci fell down in front of the mirror and raised his face. A few strands of broken hair fell from his forehead, two thick eyelashes blinked and finally lifted, and a beautiful and rich face rushed into the field of vision. He looked at the face that looked exactly like his own. The almost pale skin was covered with ambiguous red marks. When his fingertips landed on those marks, an offended anger surged in his heart.
He had scolded. He fought back. He told everyone to roll over.
But so what?
The next moment, a long and well-jointed hand folded his chin and violently turned his face away. The thin and thin neck presents a graceful and fragile arc. As his eyes turned, Su Ci could clearly see the tall men in the dim room, who were invading his body with ambiguous eyes.
Qi Ze pinched his face and smiled evilly: "Swear, why don't you stop?"
Gu Shen untied his cufflinks: "The more you fight, the more energetic you get, right?"
Huo Jin stood in front of him and said, "No one can touch my people—except me."
Qi Xiujin twisted the beads: "The bones are so hard, how many days can they last?"
Song Qinghan smiled and handed over a cup of tea: "Xiao Ci, there is really no medicine this time, but you have to drink it."
Yang Xu stood in the shadow and said in a very soft voice: "Xiao Ci... You finally looked at me."
Intent: A bloody novel about the heartthrobs of Shura Field