She had just escaped from the tiger's mouth and entered the land of wolves again. This great luck was so incredible that Tang Xiner would regret it for the rest of her life!
Shangchuan Shaoting sneaked into the dark night and unexpectedly picked up Tang Xiner's ray of warm sunshine. But what's terrible is that this ray of warm sun jumped from the fifth floor and turned into a hot potato when he woke up!
A certain day+
Him: Tang Xiner, was it you?
She: Shake her head, shake her head wildly, as long as she shakes her head fast enough, this matter has nothing to do with her.
Tang Xiner never knew how much position she occupied in the heart of this man who wore wolf's clothing and worked as a human being. Maybe, enough to exchange for a big-character poster? A chest worth of gold bars, perhaps? Maybe... Whatever!
Let time stop, let time go back, return to the mountains and rivers in good health, and return to this ancient city with a long history and rich heritage before it experienced the smoke of gunfire...
A nineteen-year-old fool would be led by her father to the Mo family in Yuecheng when she was seventeen years old to meet her future husband who had made a marriage contract in her mother's womb. That year, her future husband was twenty-seven years old. He had left home since he was a child and followed his biological mother around the world.
The city was destroyed, and the country's mountains and rivers seemed like a foreign land. The nineteen-year-old she still met the twenty-nine-year-old him in the vast sea of people. However, if they don't know each other, they will be separated for a while.
A pair of eyes that looked like stars swayed up and down and left and right: Shangchuan Shaoting? Mo Shaoting? I don't care who you are!
I don't know if it's a surprise, but it's always right to avoid it – the heroine is straightforward, straightforward, and has the attributes of a little bully, but she is not very smart. But, in the words of the male protagonist, "little fools can always do serious things in a daze."
Mission: Only when there is a country, there is a home
