Sis-Con With Dimensional Chat Group - Chapter 1970: Are You Willing?

Ruan Yingyin is a silver hamster who inexplicably transmigrated into the novel 《After the rebirth of the villain》she had read.

The villain Jiang Xingyuan had a girlfriend named Ruan Yingyin in his previous life, but Ruan Yingyin later betrayed him, causing Jiang Xingyuan to go bankrupt, and finally ran away with money.

Jiang Xingyuan’s ending in the novel was miserable. He regressed back to high school and retaliated against Ruan Yingyin. Ruan Yingyin’s ending was much more miserable than Jiang Xing Yuan.

After remembering everything, Ruan Yingyin: As a silver hamster essence who transmigrated into the book, I just want to concentrate on studies. QAQ

Ruan Yingyin felt that she had to study hard to catch up with her classmates. But when the results came out, she was the first.

Ruan Yingyin felt that she could not sprint, but when she ran, she crossed the finish line first.

Ruan Yingyin felt that she wasn’t good at singing. As a result, at the school party, a small video of her singing was posted on the Internet, instantly gaining countless fans. Even people from the recording company came to invite her to debut as an idol…

The villain who bullied her at first, he stepped on her chocolate, kicked her stool, and forced her to eat mustard, finally, hugged her tightly in his arms and whispered to her, “baby, help me…”

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Sun Hao traveled to a world of cultivating immortals. Unable to cultivate, he practices the guqin, chess, calligraphy, poetry, wine, and flower tea are all in the supreme realm. He didn’t know: The pet on his farm was the Nine Heavens God Luan. The lotus in the pond is a peerless demon. The guard outside the door is the ruler of Thunder Tribulation. Later, he discovered: The swordsman who picked up his broken hatchet became the peerless generation of swordsman; the scholar who often listened to him to chant became the ancestor of Buddhism; the girl who came to learn to play the guqin with him became the supreme demon clan. … Sun Hao sat on the throne of Heavenly Emperor, with a shocked expression on his face: Am I a Dao Ancestor? I take the heaven and the earth as the disc and all beings as my sons, and create a shocking situation? I do not know how?

They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.

The figure of the Armada seems to be still riding the wind and waves in the Atlantic Ocean, and the gold of South America still seems to flow in continuously. As Alfonso from the Bourbon family returns to the Royal Palace of Madrid where he was born, the story begins here…

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