On a rainy night, she cradled the tea he had just brewed and asked him through the hazy mist, "You say you like me? Why do you like me?"
He chuckled softly. "Why does liking someone need so many reasons? If we needed a reason for everything, there wouldn't be so many lovesick men and women in the world."
"You want us to be a lovesick couple?"
"No, I want us to be a pair of immortals in love." His eyes shone with conviction.
He schemed against the martial world, and he schemed to win her heart. But just as the martial world was within his grasp, he said to the person beside him, "Fushu's heart is too small to hold the whole martial world. It can hold only one person, Fang Xiaoyue."
The final verdict on him in the Hundred-Mile Manor's Chronicles of Splendor, chapter on the White-Clad Cult Leader, read: "A face like spring blossoms, a heart like a poisonous scorpion."
In a nutshell: A story about a demonic cult leader falling for a girl who loves to talk nonsense, and doing everything he can to make her his.
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I finished reading it and I liked it very much. The only drawback is that one of the pictures is locked.
Why did Xiaoyue's brother die? I thought I was cooperating with Fu Shu to find out the real culprit and fake his death!
Why did Xiaoyue's brother die? I thought I was cooperating with Fu Shu to find out the real culprit and fake his death!
Why did Xiaoyue's brother die? I thought I was cooperating with Fu Shu to find out the real culprit and fake his death!
So well written! ! I like it so much!
The leader is mighty, long live the leader
The last sentence is so cute, starry eyes! !
It's a good-looking thing, I really hope to write 800 rounds, a happy ending.
I don't know what to say. Let's talk about that much-talked-about line, if life is just like the first time we met
I just love to see such a strong, fierce and decisive male protagonist, who is destined to be cannon fodder for others.