How many days are left until the wedding >_<
The bright and talented little senior sister × the cold-faced senior brother who sacrificed his life for love
"Copywriting"
The three-year period has come, and Tongyue rushes to the next door to prepare for another battle with her mortal enemy. She will definitely press him to the ground and rub him hard.
But they found that the superior senior brother had been thrown into the quagmire
Tongyue stood in front of everyone with the title of the number one genius in swordsmanship and looked at him blankly. The former number one genius
There was a sense of broken fragility in his calm eyes, his hair was stained with dirt, his clothes were dirty and wrinkled, the hand he once used to hold the sword was only clinging to a corner of his clothes, and the divine sword was also dimmed in the mire.
He looked like he would fall over in the wind.
Tongyue showed no pity for her and asked him seriously: Where is your sword?
Chen Zhibai vomited out a mouthful of blood. The blood mixed with mud and fell heavily in front of her.
Kirizuki: No! I haven't even started yet! Why are you touching porcelain? Get up and duel! Duel!
"Small Theater 1"
On the day before the contract was concluded, Yi Tongyue's suitor came to snatch her hand in marriage, claiming that her marriage with a loser was nothing more than a decoration.
Chen Zhibai said nothing after hearing this, only lowered his eyelids, his thin body trembling slightly in the wind, cold and helpless. Tongyue hugged him lovingly, coaxing softly: Be good, don't listen to bad comments.
Not long after their marriage, news came that the man fell into the devil's cave and disappeared without a trace.
When he heard the news, Chen Zhibai was giving Tong Yue the soles. He held the soles in his left hand, held the embroidery needle in his right hand and poked a hole downwards, and said calmly: It's really the sky that has eyes.
(No rebirth time travel system, micro group portrait)
Intention: Continuous self-improvement
