Urban: The Goddess and I Share a Body

How should I put it? It's still very helpless. Although for me, starting a new book is as easy as drinking cold water, but there is nothing I can do if the hard work of more than ten days is gone. I have saved the manuscript and sent it to chapter 68, with a total of more than 8,000 words. I don't know what is wrong, and it is banned anyway. This book was originally intended to be an urban daily novel, but then it was severely punished and said that women would not be allowed to be promoted. Later, I actually wanted to switch to military life, so this section was created. By the way, a few female protagonists were downplayed. After that, the second deputy host was also prepared to be drawn out, and Liu Huier officially entered the protagonist's life. It's a pity that everything is over, and it is still not allowed to be put on the shelves. In fact, I have thought about it a lot in the past two days, but it is no longer useful. I'm not in a very good mood either. I'm going to take a few days' rest and probably change my account to publish books and my pen name. Everyone, we have a long way to go, but we are destined to be together. Thank you for your support.

That year, I was 9 years old and she was 11 years old. I told her that I would marry her in the future, and she replied naughtily: Okay! That year, I was 12 years old and she was 14 years old. She was a head taller than me. I raised my head and said that I liked her. She listened blankly and said nothing, then turned her head and stopped looking at me. That year, I was 18 years old and she was 20 years old. I had already been carrying cement at the construction site for a year. She was also attending a key university. I could no longer say that I liked her because I felt that I was not worthy of her at all. I kept what I wanted to say to her to myself, waiting for me to be worthy. When she met her, I told her everything. In the next four years, I never had the chance to see her again. I heard that she was already working. I was more concerned about whether she was a wife and a mother. My career was gradually getting on the right track. I was also a small contractor, contracting some construction sites, and was no longer embarrassed by money. When I saw her again, it was in Dongguan, in a dim room, just the two of us. After a long silence, she spoke:

I really don't like women's clothing. Of course, I don't discriminate against people who dress in women's clothing. However, women's clothing for men is really awesome, especially when it comes to wearing women's clothing. Although I like to see other people's women's clothing, I really feel uncomfortable with it~~

Please leave your name for the new book, we're afraid we can't find you

It was very well written, but it's a pity it's gone.

Please tell me if I can change my pen name! I don't want to wait for fate!

To be honest, 745 points is a bit exaggerated. The protagonist just has horrible memories. Memory is not equal to thinking ability, logical thinking, etc.

Can I rewrite this, please?

It's a pity that I'm not allowed to write it anymore. The author should change the background and repost it. Don't write about the real system and allusions.

Liu Xia Hui'er!!! It's a show