[Redemption + Robbery + Cleansing the Shura Field]
Song Xingwan is the performance king of the Redemption Team in Chuan Bookstore. Before going on vacation, she suddenly received an urgent task from the evil team next door.
"As long as he turns dark, it doesn't matter what the means."
Got it.
So after entering the book, Song Xingwan sent love and warmth in a mature manner, and did everything he could to protect the little pitiful child under his wings.
When those eyes slowly turned from guarded and resistant to trusting and dependent, Song Xingwan knew that the time was ripe.
The sharp sword penetrated the flesh, and the crimson flowing down from the chest climbed up to the narrow eyes.
Disbelief, disappointment, hurt...
Song Xingwan quickly drew out his sword under the other party's dark and sinister gaze.
Tender dependence is completely transformed into indifference and hatred.
The task was completed perfectly.
Song Xingwan listened to the announcement that the system had been successfully blackened and escaped back to the game without hesitation.
—
After returning home, just as Song Xingwan was about to rate the results of the mission, he was suddenly told that there was a major abnormality in the world of the mission just now, and that he had already loaded the file and restarted himself.
"The progress of the task shows zero, and you have to go in and redo it."
?
"It's okay. Just go through the previous strategy process. I'll give you double rewards when you come back."
OK.
Song Xingwan went through the book for the second time and sent love and warmth to the little poor girl in the same way as a gourd.
Just as she was sending him off, she found that the way the little pity looked at her didn't seem right.
It's too complicated to argue, and it's bottomless.
Song Xingwan was a little uneasy. He checked with the system again and again, but all he got was the reply that a report had been sent to the main system for feedback.
Until the night before the backstabbing scene, she drank the tea brought by the maid.
A blush crept up her cheeks, her undershirt was wet with sweat, and when heat and panic filled Song Xingwan's mind, a pair of big hands quietly grabbed her waist from behind.
The red curtain was soft and the faint fragrance floated. Song Xingwan was forced to fall into a generous and strong chest.
She raised her eyes in fear, and what she saw was the handsome face of the target!
The other party's eyes were as dark as ink, and he easily removed the dagger she was hiding behind her back to pull out. His cold fingertips touched her trembling eyelashes, and his voice was as hoarse as a sigh: "I gave you a chance."
"Wanwan," he pressed forward, pressing his lips to her sweaty temples, his voice was soft and harsh, "You can't get rid of me."
"From the moment you wiped the blood off my face,"
He wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with gentle movements, but his eyes were filled with a rich, earth-shattering ink:
"You just have to stay with me."
! ! !
Song Xingwan was completely panicked.
She was sure that the target of the strategy must be reborn.
Someone come and save her!
——
He Qinian grew up in the cold and dark swamp mud, absorbing the darkness and cruelty in his heart.
Everyone in the world said that he was a cold-blooded scourge, and they couldn't avoid him, wishing they could get rid of him quickly.
He originally thought that the only joy in living was killing ants and fighting for power.
Until I met Song Xingwan.
No one knows that in two lifetimes, he has only wanted to get her, and he has resorted to all means to get her.
Even though she is despicable and hypocritical, she doesn't love him at all
Reading tips:
1.1V1, double c, he.
2. The main text starts from the second week, including but not limited to redemption, whitening the Shura field, robbery, and small black room warning
3. The male protagonist is criticized crazily, but he graduated from Durban and thinks that after the female protagonist betrayed and deceived him, he still loves the female protagonist and will not abuse her subjectively
4. Imaginary, imaginary, imaginary, don't do any research, everything is set to serve the needs of the plot
Concept: Love is mutual.
