If You Could Hear My Heart - Chapter 789 - : Ten Minutes Left

Song Dingding has become a vicious female supporting actress with deep scheming in an abusive essay.
The main reason was because of jealousy of the fascinated little junior sister. After taking credit for the junior sister, he framed the junior sister and the demon domain fornicating, so that the junior sister was severely punished and expelled from the Tianzongmen by the male master.
The little sister was tortured and died
With the help of the second male and the third male, he returned to Tianzongmen, publicly exposed the original owner’s conspiracy, and personally smashed the original owner to ashes
When Song Dingding passed by, the younger sister had already been expelled from the teacher’s door and her face was disfigured. She showed people with a veil all day.
System: The male lead is immortal, the second male is gentle and affectionate, the third male is paranoid and gloomy, the host’s task is to guide…
Song Dingding: Strategies for the second and third male protagonists?
System: No, it’s the Raiders Junior Sister.
Song Dingding:  …
This is fucking outrageous
In order to survive, Song Dingding disguised as a man, while frantically boosting his favorability in front of the younger sister, while preventing the younger sister from falling in love with the second and third male protagonists.
The male protagonist gave the little sister a sacrificial elixir
Song Dingding grabbed the little junior sister’s hand and was heartbroken: “He can’t accept your current appearance, he doesn’t really love you.”
The second man gave the little sister a papaya and crucian carp soup to nourish her body
Song Dingding grabbed the little junior sister’s hand and gritted his teeth: “He must have disliked you for having a flat chest. He doesn’t really love you.”
The third male gave the little sister a token of love for the mandarin duck purse
Song Dingding grabbed the younger sister’s hand and sighed: “These two mandarin ducks are males. He clearly treats you as a brother, but he doesn’t really love you.”
The little junior sister cooperated very well: “I understand, A Ding is the one who really loves me.”
Everything went smoothly until Song Dingding completed the task and changed into women’s clothes and was about to escape, when he was caught by the little junior sister.
Song Dingding hugged the younger sister’s thigh, crying and repenting: “I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, I lied to you, I’m not a man…”
The little sister raised her jaw with a sword, and in a low and lazy voice, said with a casual smile: “It’s okay, I am.”
Women disguised as men, rants, counseling and arrogant, senior sister X men disguised as women, prosperous beauty, black moonlight, sickly charming ‘little junior sister’
Demining: [Highlight: The male protagonist’s women’s clothing in the early stage, the real, the white and the black, the sickly villain]
Weibo Jinjiang Sweet Cabbage
1. Male and female main sc, this article is a bg romance
2. There is a private setting in the Xiuxian world, and the sand sculpture style of Mary Su
3. Update every night at nine o’clock, if there is something, I will ask for leave in the copywriting

Content tags: Xianxia Cultivation Women’s Matching System Women disguised as men
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