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The Gentle Destiny of Douluo Dalu
The introduction I wrote flew by and I was too lazy to write it. Well, if you're interested, just come in. Author Lin Yanyan. **** Welcome to harass, Phew, welcome to consult. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
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Charles Ix's Hand-Drawn Life
They are gloomy, weird, bloody, sexy, with cold faces, proud, disdainful and rebellious eyes, and delicate facial features like sculptures. They feel that if what they get in exchange is eternal life, then what's the point of losing the sun? Time will make them knowledgeable and possess Guizhou temperament. Whenever dark night falls, it is their time to be happy. In this vast dark night, they are free and excited, and those whispers of laughter are as gloomy as the dark night. The vampire clan w
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Tfboys: the Devil's Young Master's Exclusive Cute Things
"Remember, you are ours, exclusive to us." Wang Junkai supported the wall with one hand, rubbed his head with the other hand, and made a 'wall dong' gesture towards her. "Little Dumb! Come here and eat chocolate!" Er Yuan held the chocolate in one hand and grabbed the Little Dumb that was coming towards him with the other. He laughed a few times and said, "You have to pay the price if you want to eat it!" After saying that, she kissed Little Dumb on the lips and said in a daze: "Chocolate... Cho
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Tfboys Has Been with Me for Ten Years
Maybe in ten years, you and I will still be the protagonists in that shy photo. Maybe in ten years, you and I can go from accompanying each other in white school uniforms to landing in wedding dresses. Maybe in ten years, you and I will be strangers to each other and we will never care about each other again. Maybe in ten years, you and I have already forgotten each other in our hearts. Maybe in ten years, you and I have looked up at the same starry sky and made wishes for each other. Maybe in t
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