She found out at the beginning of her family's feuds, that she looked weird. She felt that she had acquired a skill — to attract enemies, not the usual kind of enemies — the more attractive the bloodbath. It's-- it's over. All my blood feuds love me. - But that doesn't prevent them from hating my parents and my brother always planning to rob our house. - What's the point of this hateful relationship? Since then, Kyoyo had been able to plot revenge on a daily basis, and had watched several of his enemies come to his house and wrote a war book, and left with a few harsh words. It would be nice if love could defuse hatred. But the question is, how can your family live so well? These 20 single dogs are looking at her with strange eyes! - It's my future girlfriend's 1,000th time, but it's okay. She'll love me later. – Today's women's affairs are cute too! – Thank you, I'm with blood feuds. The story can't go on, it's solved, thanks to you — and thank you — for the new text: "There's a Scum and There's a Doo-Doo" Tang, because he likes Lo Ming, he's the back of her, he's the one who stands for her, he's willing to be used for two, three years. Loming Boat should not like her. Still not like her. .. until one day, Tang was invited to play the scum. It's too good to be a slag, and Tang is obsessed with playing slag, and he forgets how much he likes Loming. I'm a professional! I'm a professional! ♪ Sweet, salty, green ♪ )--- ) Lorming likes Tang. But she just wanted to see how long that little bastard would last. One year, two years, three years ... By the third year, Roming Boat discovered that Tang had changed four new guests for three days. This is killing her. "Who is she, who is she, and who is she?" Don't you say you don't like me? Then we have something to say. It's about a story of a dead wife's crematorium.