The vest next door's "Fragrant Mouth" dark novel is currently in "Attack"~
First time.
I endured the pain of my hands and feet being crippled and rolled to the ground, while the culprit was wearing his clothes leisurely.
"But I didn't expect you to still be alive." Feitan squatted down and pinched my chin, his lips split, revealing a sinister smile, "It's a pity that you're not dead."
Second time.
Madge opened the door and came in, reattaching my bones with skillful techniques. There were cracks on her cold face. I looked down at her and understood her thoughts instantly.
So I comforted him: "It's okay, I don't feel any pain."
"I think I don't need to eat meat these days." Madge regained her expression and said calmly.
The third time.
Ah, hey—where's the third time when you're already pregnant? In short, Feitan is just a stinky man who doesn't understand anything!
(Feitan BG fan, first person, female protagonist with special characteristics.)
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