Little Cutie, Super Fierce

Hello, my dearest July girl! I am your sweetheart-Tingting. Well, if you want to meet someone in July, choose me, I'm super sweet; if you want to take away a cute little girl in July, choose me, my little hands are very soft, hehe~ I heard that girls who like July are very lucky, so I wonder if I am extremely lucky every day. Well, it seems that I am still a very lucky girl. From the "ambitious couple" to the "coconut couple" to the "beautiful couple", all the stops along the way are the best testimony of Qi Qi's growth. I am also very grateful to Qi Qi for being willing to accompany us to grow up slowly. --Thanks to the time, we cherish it, it's great! July, I really like you ❤❤ I like every story you write, every character you outline, and my love for you... Over the years, I have been moved, moved, and harvested all the way. Thank you July for bringing warmth and sunshine to our young youth ~ Sincerely thank you💕 If you know a girl named Qiyue, please help me tell her that I like her very much. We are more lucky to meet her than she is lucky to meet us❤ July has a long time ahead. If you don't mind it, let us always be with you~ --We are happy to meet each other in our lifetime💛

The fifth book, are you still there? Are you still with me? 😖

Ahem... This is the first time I read a book written in July. I paid attention to this book and found the plot very attractive. I generally like good writing, with plots that are ups and downs, sweet but not greasy. It's okay to be sad, but it doesn't have to be really sad. Let's talk about the book again. What about the heroine's superpower? To be honest, she can dream about the future. In fact, I have dreamed a few times. Sometimes the things in the dream will happen a little bit. I don't know if it counts. Hahaha, I feel like I don't have a dream. Then I am a curious baby. Some unpleasant things must have happened two years ago. I really want to know quq. I am so curious. I was attracted to this book as soon as I read it. The writing is very good and the language is vivid. It doesn't feel messy. Instead, it is very comfortable and makes people can't help but read the next chapter. Since it is a new book, please support it!

Let me confess first! I wrote it myself. Tell you secretly: My input method always remembers you, just like me💕 My cat grew up and the tea tree also produced tea💕 Pleasant Goat ends up being eaten by Big Big Wolf💕 What was joyful at the beginning turned into enemies in the end💕 You are still looking for that flower that never withers in the distance💕 I also have an acrostic poem for you: (Source: Baidu) I still like you very much, 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 sky and earth, gentle and comfortable💕 I still like you very much, like the wind blowing in my heart, soft and charming💕 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 and breathing softly, I am so crazy and so angry💕 I still like you very much, like the old city gate that I have been waiting for for many years, walking alone💕 I still like you very much, like a whale starving for oxygen in the deep sea of 6,400 meters, never getting tired of it💕 I still like you very much, like a subject 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, like the stars running through the dark night for hundreds of millions of years, without complaining💕 I still like you very much, like the spring rain falling for eight hundred miles, pattering 💕 I still like you very much, like spring grass dyeing the green ridge, no doubt 💕 I still like you very much, you are like a shrew who scolds the street and never makes sense💕 I still like you very much, just like the rain falling all night long, Juanjuan does not hesitate 💕 I still like you very much, 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 stove, 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, 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 taking 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, 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 disperse💕 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 Mr. Chaitou Feng's last touch, I miss you so much💕 I still like you very much, like a red tent on a spring night, I am still dreaming of you, but I am still afraid of thinking about you💕 I still like you very much, just like the bumps and bumps that catch the torrential rain, how many times it falls into the channel💕 I still like you very much, like the clouds turning into silky rain, all the gentleness and violence are for 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, like thousands of piles of snow rolled up by a cliff, year after year is like nightfall💕 I still like you very much, like meteors falling from the sky and fireworks everywhere💕 I still like you very much, like the waves hugging the reef 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 💕 I still like you very much, like a child who is babbling and learning to speak, but the words cannot convey the meaning💕 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 words I can't help but murmur in my dreams, it's all you💕 I still like you very much, just like dressing up and waiting for a ten-year holiday, I don't know why💕 I still like you very much, just like missing you like a river, non-stop💕 I still like you very much, just like the cliff flattened and a whole forest regenerated, 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 sea changes into the mulberry fields, and the stars change over time💕 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, 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, gentle words and soft words💕 I still like you very much, just like the overlord bids farewell to Yu Ji, love must be forced💕 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, as dim as a red bean and lovesickly 💕 I still like you very much, like a spring swallow cutting through 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, just like Yuluohu's frightened friendship, Liao Wusheng💕 I still like you very much, like the wine hidden in the winding alleys, 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, 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 hopeful💕 I still like you very much. I am 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 over the city and the spring breeze 💕 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, like an army traveling 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, like the withered grass burned out, the wind picked up 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, my mind is as clean as a peacock💕 I still like you very much, like a worm shaking a tree, not overestimating one's 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 drop like rain💕 I still like you very much, just like year after year, the weeds are meandering all over the mountain💕 I still like you very much, like a big roc that rides the wind for ninety thousand miles, and can't live without a tree💕 I still like you very much, like grinding and dyeing plain clothes, enjoying the fragrance💕 I still like you very much, like Jiuqing Shenglan, Xintang is still in love, Xicheng Yange, Jin Lingfengxi💕 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 in this life, we will never see you again💕 Confession to July over (Confession to you at the end of the article) Below is my request for leave: Leave application note Dear July and you: Because the semester is about to start in September, I will go to a prison called a school. During my imprisonment, my mobile phone will be confiscated. I will be closely monitored by a prison guard called a teacher. Therefore, I cannot speak online at any time during the prison period. Please close this leave note to prevent it from being forgotten. Please approve it. Sincerely Salute! Your baby: Qiao Shiwan I confess my love to you: (I wrote it myself) In this busy and boring real life, we are so lonely; in the vast universe of life, we are so small. But because of July, we from all over the world came together; because of July, we changed from strangers to close friends. We laughed and cursed, drank to our heart's content, were full of smiles, and the sea and the sky were bright! You and I both love July, born in the world of peerlessness! Who accompanies July to overcome obstacles and climb the list? It's us! Life is short, and since we meet, we must cherish it. Let's continue to meet each other during the next holiday and help July move towards glory, okay? Because of school, I can't continue to be with you, but I will be back, suck! The following are the house rules. I hope that my dear ones who can be here during school can help Qiuyue manage the book review area. 1. When posting book reviews, don't mention other authors who come here to gain popularity. You are so awesome and come here to advertise, aren't you afraid of being drowned in saliva? 2. Don't keep urging me to update, I don't owe you anything in July. 3. Don't give low stars if nothing happens. This is our favorite book. I haven't thought of anything else yet, qwq. Goodbye sisters, when I come back we will fight side by side and create greater glory! Send me up there.

Deduction 1 for agreeing to torture the male protagonist Deduction 2 for disagreeing with the abuse of the male protagonist I deduct 1

In July, I want to torture Ji Yeliang. A person who takes the initiative for a long time will really get tired. We can't make Shengxia too sad. We want these men to know that we are not just beggars. We will also be sad and give up.

❤️[Before together] ① One day, Ning Wanxing was reading in Mo Zhiyan's apartment. Suddenly, she thought of a way to tease Mo Zhiyan. She put down the book in her hand and ran to Mo Zhiyan, squinting her eyes and asking him with a smile: "Mo Zhiyan, if you are tea leaves and I am boiled water, do you know what this means?" Mo Zhiyan leaned lazily on the computer chair, looked at her boredly, and spread his hands to show that he didn't know. Wanxing came close to Mo Zhiyan's ear and said to him naughtily: "Hehe, prepare a cup, I want to soak you~~~" The girl exhaled like blue. After saying this, she was about to see what Mo Zhiyan's reaction would be, but she found that the roots of his ears slowly turned red. Ning Wanxing suddenly felt as if he had discovered a new world. He burst out laughing. He pointed at Mo Zhiyan while laughing, and said jokingly: "Mo Zhiyan, look at you, you are blushing!" Wanxing happily hummed a ditty and walked to the living room, feeling very happy in his heart: Huh, you bastard, you are teasing me, and now I am a 'peasant,' turning over and singing, leaving Mo Zhiyan, who has been silent all this time. "Damn it, pick me up! Where did she learn that? Does she know that when she said this, he almost couldn't hold himself tight? He really wanted to block her eloquent lips!!!" The girl's warm breath seemed to be lingering in his ears. Mo Zhiyan's eyes darkened and he raised his lips narrowly: Ha! Ning Wanxing, after two years of not seeing each other, a lot has changed! It doesn't matter, we have a long way to go! Wanxing sneezed involuntarily as he slipped out of the door: "Hmph, it must have been that guy Mo Zhiyan who scolded me, but who told him to mess with this girl?" 🍀🍀🍀🍀I am the dividing line between cuteness🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀 ❤️[After being together] ② On the weekend, Ning Wanxing and Mo Zhiyan went to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise. At this time, it was already five o'clock in the morning when they reached the top of the mountain. The sky is gradually breaking, and the earth is hazy, like a silver-gray veil. After a while, the sky in the east turned white, and the top of the mountain gradually became brighter. The golden sunlight shone on Ning Wanxing and Mo Zhiyan, especially Mo Zhiyan. From Ning Wanxing's point of view, his smooth and white face showed an angular coldness; his thick eyebrows were slightly raised rebelliously, and under his long and slightly curled eyelashes, his dark and deep ice eyes looked wild and unrestrained, evil and sexy. With a straight nose, lips as pink as rose petals, and three-dimensional facial features as handsome as a knife, the whole person exuded a kingly aura that shocked the world! Wanxing sighed sincerely: "嘤嘤嘤... Mo Zhiyan, look, how beautiful! It's like seeing a beautiful world!" Mo Zhiyan gently hugged Wanxing from behind and pressed his chin against her. On the shoulder, the voice was a little hoarse, but with indescribable charm, it sounded low and deep: "Huh? The trees are here, the mountains are here, the earth is here, the years are here, and I am here, what kind of better world do you want?" The warm breath sprayed on Wanxing's ears, a little itchy, and his delicate face couldn't help but be stained with a trace of crimson, thinking: When will Mo Zhiyan talk about love? Why does my heart suddenly feel so sweet?! 🍀🍀🍀🍀I am the dividing line between Mengmeng🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀💙Okay, my imagination is limited, so I can only stop here. If you like it, please gather on the right! ! ! If you don't like it, you can leave a message below to make suggestions (◦˙▽˙◦) Don't miss it if you're passing by, come and watch! ✧٩(ˊωˋ*)و✧

Don't like Mo Quanchen. It's understandable that you are fond of Ye Qingqing. After all, you thought she saved you and was your savior. However, it's wrong for you to interfere with the person your brother likes. He doesn't only want your brother, so why should he marry her because of you? Besides, your brother has someone he likes. You are just his younger brother, so what qualifications do you have to promise her that your brother will marry someone you don't like and have nothing to do with?

"Come here! Come here!" Mo Zhiyan seemed to be going crazy, surrounded by a violent aura, and his eyes were scarlet. "Mo... Young Master Mo, what... What's wrong?" The doctor hurried in after hearing the noise and said solemnly. "Where is she? Where has Ning Wanxing gone? I asked you to keep a close eye on her! Where has she gone now!" Mo Zhiyan was furious and kicked over the trash can, which made a ping-ping-pong-pong sound. The doctor was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground and apologized in horror: "Mo... Young Master Mo, Miss Ning was... Still here just now... Why did she disappear after being replaced with an intravenous drip? "Huh..." Mo Zhiyan was like Satan coming out of hell, unable to control his emotions at this moment, "If you can't find her, you just have to figure it out!" "Yes... Yes, we will definitely... Find Miss Ning." After seeing Mo Zhiyan's concern for Ning Wanxing and his anger at not being able to find her, the doctor hurriedly slipped out of the ward, fearing that Mo Zhiyan would immediately blame her. Mo Zhiyan was exhausted and rubbed his temples tiredly, feeling extremely uncomfortable: Ning Wanxing, where have you been? Come back soon and I will tell you the truth. Although I am happy to see you jealous, don't leave me. You are the only one in my heart from beginning to end. ------I am the dividing line of Mengmeng---- Ning Wanxing escaped from the hospital. His face was as pale as paper, and he stumbled down a path like a fragile porcelain doll. Suddenly, she fell down on the side of the road, buried her face in her arms, and burst into tears unbridled: "Mo Zhiyan, you bastard, is it fun to lie to me like this? I don't believe you anymore, you big liar!" While crying, a brand new Maybach suddenly stopped in front of her. Wanxing heard the sound of the car and raised his head curiously. You don't know it until you look at it, but you are shocked when you look at it. It turns out that it is... Okay, okay, my plot continues here. I invite all you lovely book friends to continue reading.

Dare you write down the name of the boy or girl you have a crush on?