HP: A Magical Journey - Chapter 12: End Of Occlumency Lessons, and Day Out With Lia

The king of green tea, Zhao Qingdai, overturned. It turned out that she was just a vicious female supporting role. How arrogant she was when she robbed a man, how tragic she died in the end.
At this point in the development of the plot, she has robbed the heroine’s three boyfriends.
System: Hurry up and blow up the female lead’s favorability, and embark on the road to life!
Zhao Qingdai kicked the scumbag man angrily, crying to the heroine, “Where is green tea, she is clearly my sister’s little bitch~
Du Jingmo has a green plum, which is full of greenery and exudes the fragrance of tea.
One day, Ome changed.
Huan Wen Nuan is attentive, acts like a spoiled child and does not stop, sisters and sisters cry all day long, and they give hugs and hugs when they have nothing to do.
Du Jingmo: This green tea is pretty fragrant?
Zhao Qingdai actually has a secret.
Du Jingmo is the moon favored by the creator.
Also her bright moonlight.
Still her heart is bright.
A cold face and a soft heart

Content tags: Soft spot female supporting system sweet text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Zhao Qingdai, Du Jingmo ┃ Supporting roles: Gu Cheng, Du Zhong ┃ Others:
One sentence introduction: Gold Medal Green Tea Survival Plan
Purpose: face up to yourself and face life bravely

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