[Vinegar male protagonist with sensitive skin x naturally cold female protagonist]
The year Xie Huaiyu was reborn, he was the senior elder brother of the first sect in the south of the human world, and he was a remarkable and proud man.
No one knows that decades ago, he was also the legitimate son of the Xie family in the north, and was a joke among the powerful people in the family.
Ridiculed that he was born into a top family in the human world, but he was a sick young man who found it difficult to cultivate.
And secretly jealous that a loser like him could form an immortal contract with Song Chu, a noble girl from the Immortal Sect in the Northern Immortal Capital.
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It was an accident when I saw that person again.
In the night, Song Chu held a sword in one hand and slayed ghosts with its light. Another man followed beside him.
The seal on her wrist became more and more burning. She raised her eyes slightly and finally saw her fiancé who had been missing for many years again.
The white-clothed swordsman's eyebrows were extremely cold. His face, which had been hidden under the curtain due to illness in the past, was pure and clear, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.
"This is my senior brother, Xie Zhuo." Her cousin's laughing voice sounded next to her.
Song Chu seemed to have heard something very interesting, his eyes moving inch by inch across the face of the obviously unhappy man in front of him.
It's been a long time no see... Xie Huaiyu.
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Xie Huaiyu died in his previous life the night before the Song family came to Xie's house.
At that time, he forcibly broke through the border and came out of the border with full of joy and nervousness, but unexpectedly died on the way home.
After death, his soul remained, and his spirit body was imprisoned in his noble and arrogant fiancée.
He knew that in the early Song Dynasty, he and he did not often meet each other, and their affection was not deep. But when he saw the noble girl's calm expression after hearing the news of her death, Xie Zhuo still couldn't help but blush.
"His fiancée is the girl he has been in love with for a long time, no one knows"
"It just seems like that person doesn't love him."
Small theater:
One day later, Xie Zhuo gasped and let go of Song Chu. He had just been bitten with a small bite on his lip and the tips of his ears were red.
"Do you treat everyone like this?" Xie Zhuo asked softly.
Song Chu frowned: "What?"
Xie Zhuo raised his hand and pressed the soft lips underneath with his fingertips. He knew it was offensive, but he couldn't help but leaned forward and sucked it.
"This." He separated slightly.
"You have made an immortal contract with the eldest son Xie." Xie Zhuo said slowly and in a very light tone: "But you do this kind of thing with me, does it really not matter?"
Song Chu raised his hand and brushed away the fingertips that were pressing randomly on her lips. She moved her gaze upwards and looked into the man's eyes.
Finally, she said.
"Xie Huaiyu, do you really think I can't recognize you?"
Some tips:
The male protagonist is reborn, the female protagonist is the strongest
(The male protagonist is not soul-transported! Not soul-transported! He is reborn back to his own body!)
Falling horse and counter-falling horse
In fact, it's a cookie wrapped in a plot! ! ! Double strong 1v1, sc, he
"She is not born with love, but I want to love her. I can't control it, it's like instinct."
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The new advance collection of "Taoist friends, please do not hide illnesses and avoid medical treatment" has been put in the column. It will be a very cute story. The story of the temperamental female protagonist from a family and the gentle male protagonist who is unlucky and has a slight illness. If you are interested, you can go and bookmark it. The next book will be released)
Purpose: Learn to love and be loved
Reader comments
It is a style that a little girl would like. When the protagonist was a little girl, it could be the style that he liked eight hundred thousand years ago, or it could be the style that someone he knew a long time ago liked, or it could be the style that was popular in a certain period before the reboot. The description here is a bit thin.
It is a style that a little girl would like. When the protagonist was a little girl, it could be the style that he liked eight hundred thousand years ago, or it could be the style that someone he knew a long time ago liked, or it could be the style that was popular in a certain period before the reboot. The description here is a bit thin.
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