The Passerby Married Long Aotian Queen Shura Chang

●Open during National Day! The pre-release of the heart-throb Shura Field series "The Beautiful Master is Always Coveted" Please collect it~ [The beautiful master who is trying to escape from a certain house is attacked vs. The wild disciple who is bullied by his subordinates and is bullied after repeated battles] [Little heartless and heartthrob Drama Shou vs. Deep Cabinet True Fragrance Dragon Aotian Gong] Copy of this article: As a gold medal employee of Chuan Bookstore, Fu Xin received the mission of "Passenger A" this time, and very unconventionally, he walked into the night of his wedding to Long Aotian. Fortunately, Long Aotian broke off the marital contract that night, which conveniently facilitated his task - passing by the set of Four Books! On the set of No. 1 [Campus], Fu Xin passed by the basketball court and blended into the background to cheer together: No. 3 Is so handsome! ! ! In the field, the sunny man was lifting up his jersey to wipe his sweat, but he saw his new wife, who had been left out at the wedding banquet of his younger uncle, looking at him with admiration, her eyes sincere and warm. He pressed down on his pounding heartbeat, but he was secretly speechless. It turns out that the little uncle sometimes doesn't know the goods. Fu Xin, who gave water to others just to join the group, [Shocked face]: No, the male protagonist who just finished playing ball is different. Do you dare to accept the rock sugar, snow pear and sugar version? On the No. 2 [Entertainment Circle] set, Fu Xin passed by the singing competition and blended into the background and were intoxicated together: If this voice sings to me in the middle of the night... The famously casual singer arrived at Fu Xin's villa that night. He glanced sideways at the wedding photos hanging in the deserted space, and immediately stepped forward: "Would you like a song?" He even thoughtfully added the time, "Midnight?" Fu Xin huddled on the sofa, a small one, and almost burst into tears at the end of his eyes under his approach. The man's fox-like eyes narrowed. The guy was busy fighting with his family's group. He might have forgotten about his poor newly married little wife, right? Fu Xin, whose eyes were blurred by the dust [with tears in his eyes]: Finished, I forgot that Huo Yaojin never came back after the marriage, and he himself didn't come back either. Is it still too late to pretend to be depressed now? On the set of No. 3 [Dog Blood], Fu Xin passed by the stand-in to confront him and blended into the background and exclaimed: They really look alike, even more so when they don't smile. He was blocked that night. The unruly but gentle and polite adopted son of the Huo family did not hide the viciousness behind his appearance this time: "Actually, they look most like you when they smile, but I don't want to see you smile." Fu · Born to Love Laughter · Xin [Popular Science Edition]: How about I tell you a secret, human eyes can be closed? Isn't it amazing? Later, some young people who were clearly completing their tasks seriously discovered why this situation was becoming more and more Shura? The most important thing is, why do you always bump into a certain Long Aotian with a black face? Fu Xin propped his head and stared at the door of the villa that Long Aotian ordered to lock. He seemed to hate him even more. ＊ At the banquet, several parties gathered together. It was originally a place where cups and cups were exchanged, but there was only one focus of everyone's attention. Huo Yaojin looked at Fu Xin who was chatting and laughing with others, and finally couldn't help but push aside the crowd and walked towards him, "You are my wife." The man's voice was deep as if to emphasize something. Fu Xin looked over thoughtfully. He almost forgot that there was also a Long Aotian studio. The beautiful young man immediately typed a few words, smiled and shook his phone at him before leaving. Huo Yaojin looked at the newly received news and saw a few words that made his eyes darken: "It's not after divorce~" [Once upon a time, there was a dragon Aotian. He was very dragon and very proud. After he found out that the little daughter-in-law he disliked was coveted by the whole world, he was so sad that he wanted to die, and then he really protected his food~] ●Highlight● 1. There is a women's clothing section! 2. The protagonists are physically and mentally 1v1! ! 3. Duan comments have been opened without restrictions~ 4. By default, all male partners are clean~~ 5. You've all seen this, please collect it from the little angel [Hug Thigh QAQ] ●Advance collection of "The Beautiful Master is Always Coveted", also known as "Master, you know, I haven't had a wife since I was a child" and "How many good disciples do you have?" As we all know, Yan Jiangshan, the youngest immortal from the No. 1 Sect in the world who likes to accept disciples, has three amazing and talented disciples. The eldest disciple of the Sword Sect, Duan Fang is self-possessed. At the age of eighteen, he broke the Hongtian with one sword. He ignored the many men and women from the sect who obsessed over him. There are rumors that: Jian is obsessed with swords and does not like common people. The second apprentice is a master of medicine and poisoning. He has a kind face but a cold heart. He is a master of poison techniques. He has countless dead bones under his hands. No one has ever seen him save people, except for Yan Jiangshan. The third disciple, Young Master Tushan, has fox bones and a fox heart, but he never touches a leaf among thousands of flowers. His favorite thing to do is sleep, especially taking naps on the eaves of his master. Yan Jiangshan was very satisfied with them. After all, he needed a son of luck to complete the great task of being an oral master as explained by the Chuan Shu system. Of course, he was the one who was oral. Just when everything was ready except for being caught, things started to go wrong—— The eldest disciple is trapped by his inner demon. He doesn't even practice swordsmanship and just wants to seek him to cure his inner demon. Who can tell him why the inner demon has his face? The second apprentice behaved strangely. During the day, he tended flowers and grass, and at night, he was forced to drink medicine. He also ran around when nothing happened. I heard from the medicine boy, what kind of love poison is this boy looking for to use in medicine recently? The third disciple is working hard day by day, but the direction of his efforts is not right. Isn't he scornful of the magic of fascination? Why are you practicing so much that you end up in his room? At that time, the system that had not shown up for a long time was belatedly arrived, and Yan Jiangshan finally saw its ownership number - Moutang. Yan Jiangshan had an epiphany. So, he decided to run away... ＊ As the most talented demon cultivator, Wenye decided to go to Chaotian Sect to see the best in order for the great cause of demon cultivator to be carried out smoothly... Ah no, Yan Jiangshan, who loves to accept disciples, is lurking around him. What is different from the past is—— This time he refused to accept it. In order to avoid him, even Chaotian Sect wanted to leave. Wenye was dissatisfied, so Wenye attacked. It just so happened that this Immortal Lord's journey was not so peaceful. Wen Ye fought and worshiped many times, worshiped and fought many times. Finally, after he accidentally revealed that he practiced the ruthless way, the Immortal Lord relented. The day after I heard that my name had been summoned from thousands of miles away and entered the Chaotian Disciple Book, I was blocked by someone. A sword shadow loomed across the sky, looking at him like he was looking at a human trafficker. A poisonous gas filled the air, and hundreds of puppet skeletons were ready to move behind him. A nine-tailed figure blocked out the sun, and the fox was sharpening its claws and showing murderous intent in its eyes. A certain demon cultivator who is still pretending to be a good disciple: Master, what is this? A certain immortal who is still trying to escape: My disciples... People. Master, how many good disciples do you have? What else is he pretending to be? None of these looks more like a demon cultivator than him! ! ! Screenshot of copywriting on 4.14 Intention: People always want to be happy, right?