The More You Love, the More Attractive You Become

She was innocent and cheerful, and she had been in an affectionate online relationship, but due to his sudden disappearance, all her attachments were shattered, and her thoughts turned into resentment. Five years later, he appeared in front of her again, kissed her lips roughly, and told her that she had always been his spiritual presence... That snowy night, in order to save her, he turned into a ghost under the wheel, How should she deal with herself now that she is a wife? Strangely traveling through time, she became someone else's stand-in, and was forced to perform the seductive scene of the brocade rolling around in the dark night with him who was both familiar and unfamiliar. In this strange dynasty, she was like a cursed woman, dying and scarred, and everyone regarded her as a disaster. Rainy night, ruined temple, body huddled in the corner, that beast, those lustful eyes... What destroyed that innocence? On the contrary, a proud, cold, cruel woman wearing that white veil instantly became a nightmare in the world. He is aloof, he has responsibilities, baggage, and the woman he loves, If he didn't love her, why did he have fun with her every night, lingering until death, stroking her body, lifting her chin, and saying to her, "Even if I hate you, you are still my woman. If anyone wants to get involved, I will make his life worse than death." If he didn't love her, why did he fall in love with her? If he didn't love her, why did he take his life for her? Is it just the temptation, cruelty and reincarnation of fate? In the world of blood and tears, the beauty is like drunkenness, and I only hate the prosperity and burst into tears. A man of gold and an iron horse, he died on the battlefield, and he only had his wife to bear, looking forward to your return every night. The plum blossoms bloom in the cold place, proud of the wind and snow, but they can't withstand the remaining winter and finally take flight. Falling black hair, three thousand emotions, incomprehensible sadness and sadness. The country is picturesque, and the hero bends at the waist, but he is no match for a little cinnabar embedded in the solitary eyebrow. It turns out that beauty is a disaster; Helpless, I love country more than beauty. [Recommend the completed article of Qi Dieer] http://read. Xxsy. Net/info/314299. HtmlThe endless love [Link to friend Wenwen] http://read. Xxsy. Net/info/311157. HtmlFirst Lady http://read. Xxsy. Net/info/330668. HtmlMarried to the wrong princess http://read. Xxsy. Net/info/340158. HtmlMy boyfriend from another world Dear friend, since you have been here, please leave your footprints. Even a word or a lesson will be the motivation for the little butterfly to persist!