Fu Yuhuan has a very charming face, with cherry lips and almond-shaped eyes, and a red mole on the lower left side that is very attractive. Such a charming woman was born in a scholarly family where her father loved her mother, and she was raised like a pampered, delicate and soft lady.
After more than ten years of smooth sailing, I thought I would find a solid family to marry in the future, but I didn't expect that not long after I got my haircut, I would be targeted by a vicious wolf.
Zhou Qiyuan's first nineteen years were extremely miserable. He was bullied by slaves in the palace, but when he arrived at the border, he saved his life under the sword of the enemy, and was framed...
Until he returned to Beijing, everyone was afraid of him, but Fu Yuhuan was the only one who was willing to stretch out his hand and hold him.
His goddess appeared in front of him again, just like six years ago when he was lying on the ground. She was dressed in brocade, the jade bells in her bun jingled, and she put the jade bracelet she was wearing into her hand.
In his heart, Fu Yuhuan was light, an inviolable existence on the altar. He originally wanted to stand far away and take a deep look at her, but unexpectedly, the goddess walked down in person and slowly moved into his hand.
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The shallow distant view at the beginning was true, but later on, it was also true that he couldn't help but pull her down and sink with him in this dirty world.
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At the flower-viewing banquet, the girl's figure outlined by the dance clothes was extremely slim, with a slender waist. The man sitting on the upper left held the wine glass tightly, staring at her slender waist as she swayed out of his sight. After drinking it all in one gulp, he left the scene.
The two of them disappeared around the corner.
He clasped the woman's wrist tightly, lowered his head, and asked sullenly in her ear: "You are dressed up so beautifully, what are you doing? Huh?"
Fu Yuhuan was frightened by the sound, and soon her eyes turned red, but she still had the courage to approach Zhou Qiyuan.
"My daughter is like this, just for one person."
Zhou Qiyuan pushed the person to the wall, let go of the red wrist, lowered his head and bit it.
Paranoid and ferocious · Really sick · Male protagonist & soft and harmless · Really soft and charming · Female protagonist
Mission: Sharing weal and woe