Master, You Are My Type

Tao Xiaoyao's Yao is that of a Yaoji, not a monster's Yao. She is a fairyland, wild, super funny princess! Wild ones are those born outside the home, not at home! A certain male god, noble, gentle, elegant, as gentle as the spring breeze, every time he appeared, it was like a god coming to save her peach from the fire and water, pamper her invisibly, and even flirt with her from time to time, which made people feel distraught. A certain demon king is sinister, arrogant, domineering, and extremely cool. Every time he appears, Tao Xiaoyao automatically adjusts to the dog-legging and flattering mode in order to get a good night's sleep. Who should I choose? Tao Xiaoyao ate melon seeds, grabbed the shading, narrowed her eyes and nodded, "You two, how about we roll the dice and draw lots!" Okay, this is a vulgar plot, but it happened! This is the story of a poor girl in the fairy world, who struggles all the way to solve the mystery of her life experience, and at the same time, cultivates a peerless husband with twenty-four filial piety.