SSS SKILL: DUPLICATE - Chapter 126 Fighting a Dragon in Underwater World

I am Racist.…I mean, my name is Racis T.I was a stand-up comedian. The flop kind. The type who only got laughs when someone else was roasting him.One night, I was doing a gig at a shady, run-down bar—the kind where tattooed bikers drink motor oil for breakfast. I went in with my usual dark humor, but my jokes were getting the same reaction as my dating profile: complete silence.That didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was already starving to death. So I did what any committed comedian would—I went darker.Turns out, one of my jokes (or all of them?) triggered a guy so hard that he pulled a trigger. Headshot. Instant death.But hey, look at this: A guy got triggered, so he pulled the trigger. That’s wordplay. But who cares? I’m dead anyway.All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing, and maybe a few girls swooning over my wit. I never cared about money. The millions I’d have made would have gone to charity—specifically, 0.001% of it. See? I’m generous like that.Anyway, death is death. My story should’ve ended there.But… if there is an afterlife, I had a simple wish: become a successful comedian, find a loving wife, and have just enough money to afford three meals a day… and maybe a humble little private yacht. Or a jet. But that’s it. Because, like I said, I don’t care about money.Unfortunately, wishes don’t work that way.Because, well—there was an afterlife.And it was absolutely not what I wished for.

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Cheng Jiqing transmigrated into a scumbag who fell in love with the married heroine and forced her to divorce.
Not only tied the heroine to the villa, but also entered the estrus period with the help of an inducer and forcibly marked the heroine. The end was bleak.
Cheng Jiqing, who had just passed through and was forced into a period of restlessness on the balcony of the villa, looked at the Omega with his hands tied on the chair, and his throat moved slightly.
Omega raised his head, his eyes were red: “Didn’t you want to mark me? Come here.”
Cheng Jiqing’s head swelled and it passed.
After rolling with someone on the balcony, Cheng Jiqing noticed three things:
1. The cowardly and deceitful person on the chair that night was not the heroine, but the villain’s ex-wife——Bai Xin.
2. This ex-wife is leaning in her arms at the moment.
3. Bai Xin in the book is a crazy and beautiful villain A, but this one in his arms is delicate and easy to push.
Cheng Jiqing: “…” The novel misunderstood me.
After pondering: “How do you think about this matter? I will follow you.”
Bai Xin looked at this young and clean little A with deep meaning in his eyes.
Within a few days, Cheng Jiqing received a marriage agreement.
It happened that she was troubled because her family thought she admired the heroine and wanted to help her marry the heroine in.
Just agree to Bai Xin, let’s make a knot, each takes what he needs.
I didn’t even read the contract, just signed it.
After Cheng Jiqing settled the affairs after his butt, he immediately slipped away to do his old job, filming.
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Cheng Jiqing was on a business trip for a week on the set, and he came home exhausted in the middle of the night. After taking a shower and getting ready for a good night’s sleep, Bai Xin, who was in estrus, came in from next door.
Cheng Jiqing: “Sister Bai, I can’t do it today…”
Bai Xin, who had already exposed his true nature, said softly, “Oh, why don’t you give me a hug?”
“…”
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Knowing that his wife had another purpose for getting married, Cheng Jiqing decided to cut off love and go to a travel variety show to relax and travel with a few entertainers and amateurs.
Unexpectedly, she ran into Bai Xin head-on when she entered the door in the first episode. She subconsciously protected him and hugged him directly.
Cheng Jiqing was embarrassed, and when he looked up, he saw that the heroine was also in the room.
Cheng Jiqing: “…”
What kind of triangular Shura field is this.
When the rooms were allocated later, there was only one room for two people left, and a guest asked the remaining Cheng Jiqing and Bai Xin: “You are all alphas, don’t you mind?”
Cheng Jiqing: “…”
Bai Xin secretly pinched her waist with his hands, and said coldly, “I don’t mind.”
In the evening, while making supper in the kitchen of the program group, Omega’s soft body hugged her, and she was about to cry: “Wife? You don’t want to sleep with me?”
Cheng Jiqing suddenly wanted to cover Baixin’s mouth when the wireless receiver on the back of his waist fell off.
Turning around, I saw the hostess, guests, and camera directors all looking at them in shock.
Old… Wife?
#Want to know what to do I will respond? I teach you. #+year under
1. Double C, Gongshou Wubai! There are many private settings. no car.
2. Slightly slow heat, there is a little crematorium. Attack and accept imperfect characters!

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