My Emperor is Jealous Again

The heroine's name is Zhou Ling, so let's use ZL to form a word. I'll start with: narcissism (The winter vacation is almost over, I hope everyone has a perfect vacation😄😄)

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I still like you very much, just like the wind that has traveled eight thousand miles without asking about the date of return. I still like you very much, just like the cycle of the sun and the moon, regardless of day and night. I still like you very much, like a cloud drifting ninety thousand miles without ever resting. I still like you very much, just like stars hitting the earth until death. I still like you very much, like sunshine filling the world, gentle and comfortable. I still like you very much, like the wind blowing in my heart. I still like you very much, like rain falling on the tropics and polar regions, thousands of miles away. I still like you very much, like a whale sinking at the bottom of the sea breathing softly, full of infatuation and full of anger. I still like you very much, like the old city gate that I have been waiting for for many years, standing alone. I still like you very much, like a whale suffering from lack of oxygen in the deep sea of ​​6,400 meters, never getting tired of it. I still like you very much, just like the subjects waiting for the restoration of the dynasty, which is far away. I still like you very much, the willows are moving, the cicadas are chirping, the sunset is tidal, I can't help myself. I still like you very much, like a cloud drifting ninety thousand miles without ever resting. I still like you very much, like the sun rises and sets, no matter day or night. I still like you very much, just like the stars running through the dark night for hundreds of millions of years without complaining. I still like you very much, like spring rain falling for eight hundred miles, pattering. I still like you very much, like spring grass dyeing the green ridge, there is no doubt. I still like you very much, you are like a shrew, scolding and unreasonable. I still like you very much, just like the rain falling on the green leaves all night long, without hesitation. I still like you very much, just like the falling rain during the plum rain season, it lasts forever. I still like you very much, just like the smoke curling up from the kitchen, the pear frying in the snow and the rain falling. I still like you very much, like a bird falling in love with a fish in the sea. It's hard to decide whether to stay or go. I don't know why. I still like you very much, like a noisy secret that can be said in a thousand words. I still like you very much, just like the begonia in the courtyard that falls and blooms again and again. I still like you very much, just like the sun and the moon take turns, regardless of day and night. I still like you very much, like layers of clouds condensed into phrases, bit by bit. I still like you very much, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, the neon blur. I still like you very much, like the osmanthus leaves falling in the wind and turning into mud. I still like you very much, like raindrops falling on green moss and red mud, soft and dispersed. I still like you very much, like the starlight falling into my eyes, I can see you thousands of miles away. I still like you very much, just like the last stroke of Mr. Chai Tou Feng, I miss you so much. I still like you very much, just like the red tent on a spring night, when I am still dreaming, I still feel afraid to think of you. I still like you very much, just like the bumps and bumps that catch the torrential rain, and how much it falls into the channel. I still like you very much, just like the clouds turning into silky rain, all the tenderness and violence are given to you. I still like you very much, like a monk who has been wandering for too long and takes refuge in all difficulties. I still like you very much, just like the green leaves in spring and the sunshine in summer, not as good as you. I still like you very much, just like thousands of piles of snow rolled up by a cliff, year after year. I still like you very much, like meteors falling from the sky and fireworks indiscriminately. I still like you very much, like the waves hugging the rocks again and again, trying my best. I still like you very much, just like a fish returning to its hometown along the ocean current and meeting you unexpectedly. I still like you very much, like the wind whispering in my ears, my heart beats wildly. I still like you very much, like a babbling child learning to speak, but the words don't express what I mean. I still like you very much, just like the chirping of Zigui in the rain, why don't you go back. I still like you very much, like the uncontrollable murmurs in my dreams, they are all about you. I still like you very much, just like I am waiting for a ten-year holiday in full dress, but I don't know why. I still like you very much, just like missing you like a river passing by, non-stop. I still like you very much, just like the cliff flattens and a whole forest regenerates, you are in the shade. I still like you very much, like yellow flowers piled all over the ground, an old friend thousands of miles away. I still like you very much, it's like a lump in my throat, and I love you so much. I still like you very much, just like the seas change and the stars change. I still like you very much, just like the yellowed part in the old story, half-deaf and half-dumb, losing my voice. I still like you very much, just like the stars running through the dark night for hundreds of millions of years without complaining. I still like you very much, like the old opera in the old city, with gentle words and soft words. I still like you very much, just like the overlord bids farewell to Yu Ji, I have no choice but to do so. I still like you very much, like a lonely star falling over the moon, I can't bear to abandon you. I still like you very much, like a quiet pear blossom, drifting away in the wind. I still like you very much, like red beans dim and lovesick. I still like you very much, like a spring swallow shears the rain, regardless of the wet clothes. I still like you very much, like the sand rising thousands of feet in the desert, no one asks about you. I still like you very much, like Yuluohu's frightened friendship, Liao's silence. I still like you very much, just like the wine hidden in the winding alleys and the streets, I can't hide my feelings. I still like you very much, just like Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu in the sound of music in my heart. I still like you very much, just like the ancient green lantern Buddha in Shaolin Temple, I don't want to cross myself. I still like you very much, like a deer hiding in the deep forest, standing alone, timid and looking forward to the end. I still like you very much, as obsessed as drinking poison to quench my thirst. No medicine can cure it. I still like you very much, like rain falling 70,000 meters from the sky, not afraid of turning into mud. I still like you very much, like the sunshine all over the city and the spring breeze ten miles away. I still like you very much, like mulberry trees moving across the sea and orange trees growing in the north, out of season. I still like you very much, just like a soldier riding a thousand miles alone, with enemies in all directions. I still like you very much. Du Ruo is old and defeated Tumi. I still like you very much, just like the dead grass burns out and the wind rises again last night. I still like you very much, like a hermit drinking in the mist of the mountains and getting drunk with the afterglow at night, and my mood is as clean as a ray. I still like you very much, like a worm shaking a tree without overestimating its own abilities. I still like you very much, like falling into a boundless nightmare, sleeping deeply and unable to wake up. I still like you very much, like sand in my eyes, tears like rain. I still like you very much, just like year after year, the weeds are meandering all over the mountains. I still like you very much, like a roc that rides on the wind for ninety thousand miles, and cannot rest on a tree. I still like you very much, just like grinding and dyeing plain clothes, enjoying the fragrance. I still like you very much, just like Jiuqing Shenglan, the heart is still in love, the west city sings and sings, the brocade lingers and the phoenix breathes. I still like you very much, like a silkworm willing to reel silk, regardless of life or death. I still like you very much, like the spring breeze ten miles away, not as good as you. I still like you very much, even if we never meet again in this life. I still like you very much. I can't read through these 100,000 comments, they are all about you. I still like you very much, just like the smog that cares about Beijing, I don't want to leave. Let me express my gratitude to the author (actually I am here to refresh the post)

Little Ling'er got sick... And then... Xiao Ling'er: Duan Hooligan, I want to eat Tangtang, not medicine... Duan Hooligan: Be good, take the medicine, take the medicine and then eat the candy Little Linger: Instead of taking medicine, take candy! Duan Hooligan: (holding his forehead) take medicine Little Linger: No medicine Duan Hooligan: Take medicine Xiao Linger: (Roaring angrily) I told labor and management not to take medicine! How many times do you have to tell labor and management! Duan Hooligan: (laughing) Okay, you don't need to take medicine, right? Then... Xiao Ling'er: ... I'll eat it, can't I just eat it? Duan Hooligan: It's too late! (Then... Throw it down... Give medicine) Okay, if you're confused, raise your hand!

Before I knew it, I had been reading this book for more than a month, and I had been reading it for a month continuously. I didn't start following the book when it was first published, but only after Chapter 96. The heroine of this book, Zhou Ling, is not as bombastic as the heroines in other novels from the beginning. She is either a killer or an agent. Zhou Ling is just an ordinary college student, she will be scared, but Duan Luobei will come out to protect her in time. In order to help Duan Lingxiao improve her strength, Zhou Linghui persisted no matter how painful the method was. I like her very much and hope that I can continue to study hard next semester and let everyone know that I can be excellent. Although Da Luobei is just a soul now, the interaction with Zhou Ling is very loving (?7?9?0?0?7?0?0?9?7?9). I hope Da Luobei will have a physical form soon, come out to protect Ling'er, and warm Ling'er's bed by the way! School starts tomorrow, and I may not read novels on my phone every day (?2?1?2?1) I... I try to check in before the lights go out in the dormitory (╥╥) In the new semester, I will continue to study hard. Author of daily confession, daily check-in (?0?2?0?7?0?2?0?6?0?7)?7?9

Zhou Ling: Duan Lingxiao, today is Goddess' Day. As a friend of the goddess, shouldn't you express your gratitude? Duan Lingxiao: What do you want? Zhou Ling: It's pointless to say it, just think about it yourself Duan Lingxiao: (If it really doesn't work, I'll give myself to you) Duan Lingxiao: But you are not a woman, you are just a girl Zhou Ling: I don't care, I just want a gift Duan Lingxiao: How about I turn you into a woman? Happy Women's Day to everyone!

Actually, when I first read this book, I didn't feel very good, because I felt that the writing style was a bit immature. How should I put it, it felt like it was a little rushed. I probably don't have much experience yet~ After all, I am an old bookworm who has read almost 1,000 novels in total. It's a bit tricky. However, the more I read, the more I read. The writing got better and better later on, and I gradually fell in love with this book. The female protagonist is not omnipotent, and sometimes she is scared, but the male protagonist can always protect her in time. Even if he is only a soul now, he does not hesitate to spend his soul power to protect her. Maybe, before they even know it, they are already happy with each other. I hope you will continue to work hard~ I also hope that your writing style can slowly mature and write better articles~ Come on

Thank you for your support. I like it.

I have been addicted to this book since the first time I read it. The content is novel and I like the male and female protagonists in it, especially the female protagonist who is so funny!

Hmm... Dad, I just came here, so I don't know the situation of this book very well. After all, I just thought it was very interesting at first. So, Dad, can you tell your dear readers something? Just... When will it be updated? !