The little green tea is too flirty, and I am trapped in the crazy ghost and monster field

Author:It rains on the branches
Category:Game Competition
9 people read
Last Updated:01/19/2025


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[Unlimited streaming + heartthrob + sweet pet 1v1 + yandere + crazy batch + outsider + slice]
Yan Jinyue is a green tea girl, bright, charming, and charming. In reality, she is admired by all the proud men and stars, but she was accidentally trapped into a horror game.
Strength is paramount here, and beauty is just a resource for trading. The delicate and frail vase will either die or become the pet of a high-level player.
When she was attacked by a ghost, a certain senior male player who coveted Yan Jinyue's beauty gave her two options:
Either wait to die or die.
Yan Jinyue sneered, turned around decisively and hugged the ghost who came to chase him——
Sorry, she chose the third option and dedicated herself to the ghosts.
**
The irritable and handsome boy who likes to cut people will blush because of a kiss; the cold-faced boss ghost is actually suffering from skin hunger; it doesn't matter that the husband is not a human being, he is beautiful, considerate and virtuous anyway...
Yan Jinyue found that she had found the right path. Not only did she thrive in the dungeon, she also got a beautiful boyfriend with long legs and a slim waist.
It's just that her boyfriend is crazy sometimes and likes to cause divisions, which makes her fall into a weird Shura field.
But it doesn't matter, she loves them all anyway.
**
Tentative copy:
The Wedding of Roses, Skyscrapers, Doomsday Paradise, Inhumane Bedfellows, Mist Town, Death Sentence...

The green tea beauty who relies on pampering to be spoiled VS the evil gods in different forms

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Chapter 1 The Rose Wedding (1) Surrendering to the Ghosts

Chapter 1 The Rose Marriage (1) Throwing yourself into the arms of ghosts



The night fell, and the moonlight sprinkled a section of pale snow on the ground.



The corridor was empty, and the dim and dim chandelier was swaying and flickering in the night wind.



Everything was silent, only the sound of metal rubbing against the ground was very clear, sharp, long, and continuous. This was the tip of the knife dragging on the ground, directly piercing the e
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