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Books by Dong Yan
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From the Faloo books we index, matched on the author's name.
- The Right Way to Spoil Your Sugar Daddy 投喂金主的正确方式 Well, this is the kind of utterly ridiculous, dog-blooded situation even novels wouldn't dare write, and Yuan Wu has somehow ended up in it. Yuan Wu looks at her benefactor, who is generous with money and has maxed-out earning potential, but negative points in life skills. Yuan Wu thinks that if all else fails, being his housekeeper wouldn't be so bad! Lou Yan thinks she'd make a good wife, too. Watching from the sidelines, Lin Xun says, "Well, this storyline has gone all the way off course to t 1.9MReads208Flowers—Tickets
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Future Mecha: The Seventh Era 未来机甲：第七纪元
Young people seem to have fire coursing through their veins. Here, it feels like anything is possible. Li Shuo looked at the fresh recruits gathered in the square. Their basic training was a complete disaster, and their mental power synced terribly with their mechs. “Get to it! Use your brains! What are you doing with your hands? You can barely control the mental power models!” The recruits were drenched in sweat, hands on their knees as they panted. They looked at the young man standing on a me
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The King’s Origin War Chronicle 王者起源战纪
After several centuries of recuperation, the Continent of Kings has recovered and flourished once more from a war that nearly destroyed it. Once peace has lasted long enough, the ambitions of mighty monarchs flare up like a wildfire, ready to burst into action. The world changes beyond recognition. Different nations fall apart and rise again, while war and peace take turns writing history. Beyond the clouds and mountains, in the lands to the west of the continent, a very different civilization h
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Get Started, Use Your Brain 上手，带脑子
Young people's blood seems to run hot. Here, it feels like nothing is off-limits. Li Shuo looked at the bunch of raw recruits on the parade ground. Their basic training was a disaster, and their mental link with their mechs was a complete mess. "Get the hang of it! Use your heads! Where are your hands? You can barely control your mental models!" The new recruits were drenched in sweat, bent over with their hands on their knees, panting as they looked at the boy standing on a mech's shoulder. It
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