Wei Xiaokui died in the evening when there was heavy rain.
She was reborn, but she didn't even know who the murderer was. The family was entangled, and she had no choice but to fight to the death in order to survive.
But where did this shameless Taoist priest come from? ?
"Miss, I think you have a bad face..."
"Shut up, what are you doing to me! I'm not your child."
"Of course, Taoist priest, I am not as ugly as you."
...
"I don't like you at all." The little Taoist said stiffly, "I hope you have some self-awareness."
"Then why did you take care of me when I had a fever last night?"
"It's so troublesome for you to die here!" The Taoist priest was full of energy and his ears were red.
"That's right... I have to find my elder brother to practice more, so as not to die."
"No! Don't look for him!"
...
He stood under the dark sky with cold eyes, "Follow me, or I'll jump."
The whistling wind blew, and Wei Xiaokui looked at him helplessly: "I won't go with you."
He was silent for a long time, then rushed forward and hugged her, his voice hoarse: "Even if I die... You will not choose me."
Wei Xiaokui sighed: "Although you are standing on the edge of the window, this is the first floor..."
...
"Tell me, do you like that ladyboy?"
The young man's face was shrouded in moonlight, with soft outlines, but his tone was vicious and his eyes were red: "If you like me, can't you!"
Wei Xiaokui choked up: "No..."
Why...
Why...
Why does a feeling become stronger the more suppressed it is...
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