I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 391: 392: This Bathhouse Can Enhance Cultivation Level

Crossing over into the 1970s to become a little girl, not enough to eat or wear, no problem.On my left, a brother spoiling his sister, on my right, a childhood sweetheart who's a warm piece of eye candy.Behind me is a group of little followers, here come the beautiful and happy days.Male lead version: Hmm, seems like my little wife has arrived.

In the previous life, Yuzhi was arranged by her best friend to marry a rough man from the countryside, and she felt resentful.

He failed the college entrance examination and had no hope of returning to the city, making the family restless.

Satisfied with the divorce, she returned to the city happily, but what greeted her was one disaster after another.

A kind uncle, a kind cousin, with a sinister face undoubtedly revealed.

The man who had hated her for ten years was burned beyond recognition in order to save her.

In the end, she failed in revenge and died tragically.

Returning from rebirth, at the scene of the college entrance examination, there is still time for everything.

The unfinished revenge in the previous life will continue in this life.

People who didn’t have time to love well in the previous life, love with heart in this life.

I just didn’t expect…

The dead father returns with glory.

The missing mother returns with a high profile.

There is also her mother-in-law’s husband who has disappeared for more than 20 years and her old father-in-law who has disappeared without a trace, all of them are awesome.

The husband is a talent, the son is a genius, and the daughter is a general. She has become the family’s favorite.

It wasn’t even malicious criticism.I just gave feedback in the tone I was asked to.So why the hell did I, the writer who just wanted to help a junior, possess this body of the prospective groom… a villain, who died in the hands of the heroine on their wedding night?

Welcome Zhang Yu to the art life section of Yangtai. I am the host army!
     The literary world calls your work the peak of God.
     The comic world calls your work insurmountable.
     The music industry calls your work the limit of art.
     The film industry calls your work a box office myth.
     Of course, these are not what I want to ask.
     I want to ask…
     What is it for the sports world?

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