Traveling Through the King: I Am Fishing for a Male God in the Canyon

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Lala, today I'm here to look familiar, and try to knock down the first place. It seems like I haven't been here for a few days. Do you still remember me? If you dare to say you don't remember, I'll cry for you~ Hengji I am a very serious little cutie. Yinjia had iced red bean paste today. Does it feel familiar? Today I was across from the school and someone was actually selling iced red bean paste, so I went to buy one. You may be a rare foodie, because your name is iced red bean paste. No, foodies don't seem to be hard to find. Humph, I want to post pictures that are so cute to you, and I want to make you so good-looking.

Pomelo fans, please raise your paws, urge the update, and add your vote. I voted for everything

But I still give you five stars, ＾0＾~

Do you want me to introduce the song? Now let me introduce my proposition first~ Phoenix Seeking Phoenix (Cover: Li Xiaoxuan) There is a beautiful woman, I will never forget her when I see her Not seeing you for a day makes me miss you like crazy The phoenix flies and soars, the phoenix is sought from all over the world But the beauty is here, not on the east wall Use the qin to express your words, and chat with your heartfelt words When will I see Xu Xi and comfort my hesitation? Feng Xi Feng Xi returns home Traveling all over the world to seek his phoenix There is no time to meet and there is nothing to be done He Wu Jin Xi Shengsi Hall There is a beautiful lady in the boudoir The people in the room poison my intestines Why do they cross each other's necks and become mandarin ducks? Hu Jie and Xi are soaring together The phoenix is coming, the phoenix is coming from me. Get the fertile tail and become your concubine forever Flying high with both wings Feeling nothing makes me sad The phoenix is coming, the phoenix is coming from me. She has to drag her tail to become a concubine forever Flying high with both wings Feeling nothing makes me sad May your words be worthy of your virtue, and we will join hands to support you I can't fly, I will perish You can go and listen to it, I personally think it sounds good. Okay, I finished brushing the activity level by the way, bye.

Update, what about the previous daily updates? It's bitter than the medicine you drank.

Come on, unless you give up the article, otherwise I will always be here waiting for you. However, if I need to spend money, I will work hard. After all, I am just a student now and I don't have money. Of course, in short, in one sentence: Author, I like you, please don't give up the article!

Hi, author~~ I looked familiar to you today~~ This book has been on the bookshelf for about a week, but I haven't come to the book circle. Others have posted some comments, but they don't like me now. I'm so angry~~ I happened to see your book updated today, so I came in and looked familiar~~ I love you~~ Are you a foodie? The name is iced red bean paste~~ Next is the confession part~~ 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. 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He is like a catalyst, pushing my feelings for you deeper and deeper. (It's the love of friendship~) (English: I still like you, My feelings for you are like wine, The wine is getting thicker every day, And my feelings for you are getting deeper and deeper, He's like a catalyst, Blow my feelings for you deeper and deeper.) You can search for the Chinese version of this, it may be different from the Chinese version above. Please forgive me~~

I found a new book and saved it.

More chapters, okay? Not enough TAT