I, Liang Xiaoya, am eighteen years old. I love reading all kinds of novels, especially time-travel novels. I am deeply influenced by time-travel novels. I pray to God every day to give her a chance to travel through ancient times to find and pick up beautiful men. Finally God heard my prayer.
But God seemed to have deceived her, and deceived her severely. . . .
Thinking of Liang Xiaoya, she was spending her good years, but in the end, she turned into a ruined bustard. She hasn't hooked up with the beautiful men yet, and her relationship is still in the process of being talked about. The little hands haven't been held yet, the first kiss hasn't been given yet. . . .
Well, as she got older, there were wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and the flowers faded, she slowly accepted the reality, and she accepted it. As long as there are beautiful men to pick up. But when she really saw the beautiful brothers, her eyes welled up, but she had no choice but to do it. She always felt that she was harming the young and delicate flowers. She thought that she was only eighteen years old, so why couldn't she do it. Alas, in the infinite grief and anger, she could only scratch some tofu to satisfy her injured heart. . . .
Then, after being depressed for a long time, she finally discovered one day that she was still a flowery girl. God, it was so interesting. Beautiful men, here I come, haha, no one can escape my grasp, let my sister love you. . .
The ideal is full, but the reality is cruel. . Will a domineering male protagonist let his woman climb the wall? The answer is no.
Sure enough, people still can't be too greedy.