MTL - Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I’m A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager - Chapter 122 Wearing underwear and shooting videos to make nostalgia for elf girls

Su Xiaoman is a fake daughter of a wealthy family. She is not related to her biological parents. She is rejected by her adoptive parents.
When she woke up again, she found herself wearing a book and became the village flower Su Xiaoman in the 1970s.
Su Xiaoman is the best wife of a chronology villain male supporting role.
The original Su Xiaoman, who dislikes poverty and loves the rich, is devoted to climbing high branches, and is obsessed with Jiang Yantang, the educated youth male protagonist who just went to the countryside.
Su Xiaoman is unwilling to marry Xie Mingtu because of his innocence, and is still obsessed with the male protagonist Jiang Yantang. Who knows that not long after, the second brother of the male protagonist Jiang Yantang went to the countryside to visit relatives, and found that the poor boy Xie Mingtu was the child of the Jiang family, and the male protagonist Jiang Yan Tang was held wrong.
Xie Mingtu returned to Jiang’s house in the courtyard, but he was ridiculed and ridiculed because he was gloomy and vulgar, and he couldn’t compare to the fake boy Jiang Yantang, and his wife was even more obsessed with Jiang Yantang…
In this way, Xie Mingtu was completely blackened, mad and ruthless, and became the biggest villain in the book, and ended up tragically.
When Su Xiaoman opened her eyes, Xie Mingtu, the biggest villain in the book, was about to feed her rice soup. Her clothes were tattered and her bones were thin. When she saw her wake up, her tone was humble and cautious:
“Manman?”
When Xie Mingtu thought that the woman would not give him any response, a pair of slender and tender hands grabbed his thin wrist.
The former wealthy fake daughter x the real son of the courtyard
[Growing-up male and female protagonists, the male protagonist has super potential. In the early days, he drove a tractor in the village, and later joined the army to fly a plane. 】

Content tags: sweet text through the book chronological text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Su Xiaoman ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:
One sentence introduction: True and false collision.
Purpose: work together, work together to become rich, and live an optimistic and positive life in the era of struggle.

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