"So the person who traveled through time is not necessarily the protagonist?" Zhang Chaoge looked at Zhang Xiquan.
Zhang Xiquan lay on the ground and looked at the passing ants: "If it weren't for my son, I would have eaten meat and drank alcohol and died on a woman's belly in my fucking life."
"Zhang Ying, come and take care of your master!" Zhang Chaoge was helpless.
"Wait, wait, these ants will move away the rice grains right away."
"Mr. Feng, please stop pulling at Mr. Qiu's beard secretly! You've already pulled out his bald head! That's a lie!"
Zhang Chaoge felt tired when he saw a room full of childish people who could change the world.
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The protagonist is not the protagonist. Everyone is the protagonist of their own life. See the world from Zhang Chaoran's perspective. Come on, author, recommended by a six-year bookworm
When will Zhang Ying let go of Lu Siyu? Even Mr. Feng can't compare to her level of dog-licking.
Big cheers for the author! ,, Update, so well written! , I really don't know how to express my feelings in words, come on! Support you! ! ! ! !
I don't know what to say, I can only give a rating
The protagonist is not the protagonist. Everyone is the protagonist of their own life. See the world from Zhang Chaoran's perspective. Come on, author, recommended by a six-year bookworm
When will Zhang Ying let go of Lu Siyu? Even Mr. Feng can't compare to her level of dog-licking.
Big cheers for the author! ,, Update, so well written! , I really don't know how to express my feelings in words, come on! Support you! ! ! ! !