Ancient Revival System: My boyfriend is A Piao

Fang Ya took it with a smile, looking at Mr. Zhao's eyes full of tenderness.

After drinking a glass of juice, Fang Ya suddenly felt a little confused. Mr. Zhao quickly supported her and said, "Honey, what's wrong?"

"I suddenly felt a little sleepy."

"Then lie down for a while." Mr. Zhao said softly.

When Fang Ya woke up again, she was lying in a warm bathtub, naked, with slight discomfort in her wrists.

The water in the full tank was filled with red, and the strong smell of blood irritated her nasal cavity. Her body felt as heavy as lead, and she could not move.

At that moment she felt unprecedented fear, "Husband, husband!"

She shouted with all her strength, but the words came out just like the murmur of mosquitoes and flies.

Suddenly, the bathroom door was opened.

Fang Ya's pupils shrank and she glared fiercely at the sister in front of her who had the same face as herself and wore the same clothes as herself.

"It's you!"

"It's me." Fang Rou smiled cruelly. From the moment she walked in, she never concealed her happiness.

"I am the one you must want to ask me why." Fang Rou's bright red nails scratched Fang Ya's fair cheeks, her eyes shining with jealousy.

"You want to ask why, but I want to ask why?" Fang Rou's eyes were fierce, "Why are we twins, but you are more beautiful than me? How come you can find such a good husband from the same family?

?How come you are so incompetent and can still raise such a well-behaved son?"

Fang Ya tried her best to calm herself down. She could clearly feel her blood flowing and she didn't want to die.

"Xiaorou, has anyone ever said that you are more beautiful than me, and the people chasing you can be sent from here to the city center. They are all very good, and they are better than my husband. What else do you have?

Are you satisfied?"

Fang Rou smiled cruelly, "Yeah, everyone says I'm more beautiful than you, but he just likes your face. Do you think he really likes you? He just likes your face!"

Fang Ya suppressed the despair and sadness in her heart, "Yes, you also have this face now. I can quit in the future, and you can stay with him as Fang Ya. I will leave with Tutu and never come back."

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"Ha!" Fang Rou looked at her sympathetically, "He and I knew each other before you, and I stayed with him on his pillow longer than you did. We are the two of us who truly love each other and talk to each other sincerely.

, and you are just a tool."

"Do you know why he married you?" Fang Rou smiled softly, "Because I can't have children, and you are the best candidate. My good sister, if he likes your face, then I will marry you."

Bring it."

"Not just this face, your son, everything about you will only belong to me from now on." Fang Rou smiled indulgently, as if she was trampling the world under her feet and controlling everything.

Fang Ya's fear began to spread infinitely. From the beginning, she felt like she was killing herself!

"Husband, where is my husband? Husband~"

"Stop yelling, he won't pay attention to you!" Fang Rou shouted impatiently.

Then he reached out and groped in the blood, opened the sewer channel, and the blood sank quickly.

She glanced at Fang Ya, then turned on the faucet. Hot and cold water flowed down Fang Ya's head, mixing with the blood from before.

Fang Rou gently picked up a fruit knife from the sink and walked slowly towards Fang Ya.

Fang Ya's eyes widened, "No!"