Honeymou
The first time she saw him, it was not the yellow sand that hit the sky, he held a halberd in his hand to kill the enemy and abandon his armor, not on the war horse, he waved his hand and knelt down in unison with a million troops, not the court clothes, he was a saint, under one person, above ten thousand people.
Instead, at the beginning of the heavy snow, he wore a moonlight robe, and came alone in the crowd, galloping away, splashing snowflakes all over the place, and she could only see from a distance, vaguely and clearly, that handsome and dusty face was cold and arrogant that others could not match.
…… In her last life, she married the invincible King Pinglin, and a few years later, she jumped from the ten-meter city and died in the arms of the man she loved.
In this life, she awakened in this world with her memories. What? The male god already has a heart? She conspired to attack, fought with the male god's celebrity girlfriend, curried favor with the male god's tens of billions of grandmothers, and married into the Fu family with her pregnant belly!
The male god said: "The twisted melon is not sweet." She said, "What I have is patience to make you ripe in my arms!" "The love and hatred of [Two Generations Memory Royal Sister vs Abstinence Male God] is relaxed and refreshing, with a bit of sweet abuse.
