Who Is Praising the Ugly Man?

In the beginning, human beings are inherently good, and a prodigal son will never be able to exchange for gold. So, use love to influence ugly and scumbag men? ——Bullshit. You can fall in love, but the scumbag must die. Open the "Illustrated Book of Ten Thousand Ways for Scumbags to Die", and you will be given a bloody torture every month for twelve months of the year. In January, a lovelorn school girl fell off a building and was reborn, and the scumbag senior was sent to a physical overturn. In February, the anti-submarine schoolmate ripped off a scam, forcing the unscrupulous program crew to fight. March's true love roommate's stand-in assistant tortures the perverted male star with a dog belt in reverse. … Yueyue sent PUA to the crematorium of purgatory, and the sisters worked hand in hand to become well-off and be the light of the right path. Mmm, it smells so good~ The scumbag is about to die, but his words are also kind: won't your conscience hurt? The heroines smiled and said: Be good, drink this bowl of Meng Po soup on the way to hell. 1. Only abuse men, not women 2. Restoring male morality is everyone's responsibility [Men's Virtue Completion Article Stamp Column]: "Second-rate Goods" (One sentence introduction: A scumbag will never be replaced by gold) -------------------------------------------------- [The column can be seen in advance: a double stand-in/b green tea man, pick as many cute as you like] a. "After the Kiss Failed" (Big Brother's Cinnabar Mole x Nightingale's White Moonlight) Reunited after a long absence, the boss and his little nightingale each bring a far more outstanding member of the opposite sex to the banquet. It's a pity that true love is true love. No matter how superior the appearance, warm personality and strong strength of the two stand-ins, they can only serve as a backdrop for true love. When the boss and Nightingale performed version 2.0 Of forced love, he was admiring an old flint in his hand across the door, and looked at the other background without saying a word. In the completely dark corridor, the faint light of flint illuminated his well-defined facial features, and the fleeting sparks were quenched in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, making him incredibly beautiful. She held a cigarette in her bright red lips. When she lit the fire, her eyelashes flashed in a charming silhouette. The light smoke rose. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Old classmate, your girlfriend ran away with someone else. Aren't you angry?" "Don't be angry. You will only love others when you are older." He lazily answered the question, but instead raised a lock of her hair, his hoarse voice was like hot vodka flowing all over the floor, "Are you coming?" This faint light is particularly like the sparse starlight on the window lattice of the high school corridor back then, and it is also like the round red polka dots on a scrunched up paper. "Of all these people, you are the only one I have never kissed." "Then let's just miss it." Many years later, she put out the cigarette in her hand, stood up on tiptoes in the darkness and kissed his lips accurately, smiling casually with a bad meaning: "Okay." [I will regret not taming you into a subordinate, but I will never lose a second time. -------------------------------------------------- B "When the scumbag is poached" (exotic background) by the green woman x green tea man Many years later, at a class reunion, the boys pulled Ling Ga's collar while they were drunk, and asked unwillingly: "How did you still defend the heart of our goddess Ji in Canada?" Ling Jia smoothed his wrinkled neckline, his light brown eyes calm and calm: "Maybe it's perseverance." ————Persevere in cuckolding her scumbag boyfriend:) The first time we met was at a hometown reunion in Canada. When Ling Jia pushed in the door with a skateboard in his arms and smelled of mist all over his body, Ji Yuelong was being questioned by people with malicious intentions about their concerns, while the boyfriend at the center of the topic was watching indifferently with his arms folded. Shocked by Ling Jia's cold aura, the whole place suddenly fell silent. At that time, Ji Yuelong thought that this was just a casual encounter with the big boy Ku Gai. Until the eve of Ji Yuelong's return to China. Riding on the drunkenness, Ling Jia leaned her head on Ji Yuelong's shoulder, and the moist alcoholic breath from her mouth covered the small mole at the corner of her lips: "Don't just look at your boyfriend, pay attention to me as well." Ling Jia's ivory-skinned face was slightly red from the sake, but his eyes were clear: "He has so many beauty targets at the same time, but I only like you." Intention: phase comes from the heart