My Simulated Road to Immortality - Chapter 1230 - 1183: Immortal Boat 1 Minute 2

Carrying The Collection Technique through the Naruto World and become Gekkō Kanpū. Hero? It is impossible to be a hero in this life, and I can only do logistics and touch the corpse. The feeling of entering the morgue is like coming home. Everyone in it is full of talents. I Love it there...

[This is a story of the struggle of a daughter-in-law, and it is also a story of making Aojiao Lengye a peerless good man. 】

Chu Qianqian was ill, and after recovering, it was a blessing in disguise. He could cook and treat people.

He was once abandoned by the scumbag because of his bad horoscope, and then he was invited back by the scumbag because the horoscope was too good.

But at this time, she is no longer the cowardly and incompetent “she” she used to be.

Want her to marry? Yes you can.

First spit out her mother’s dowry, and then drive the disgusting mother-in-law off the stage, and those little white flowers who tried to rob her of her marriage—

“Let me go, I’ll come.” I don’t know when, he stood behind her, hugged her waist tightly, and declared that in the world, whoever bullied her, humiliated her, or harmed her, he would destroy him.

Looking at this man who can’t even provoke the emperor, a warm current flowed in her heart, but she took a step back and said firmly–

“It’s not impossible for me to marry you, but let’s talk about it first. I don’t care if you are married or not, but I will never share a husband with other women after marriage. If you agree, I will marry; if you don’t agree, I will run away!”

escape?

He pinched her chin, “Stinky girl, give me a try to escape?”

(This article focuses on the happy life of the heroine, one-on-one, no abuse, please collect, leave a message, and take it away!)

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