I've Run Out of Books, Please Recommend Some, Everyone. Thank You, Thank You.

1 快 Quickly Get Through the Scheming, the Heroine's Sweetheart Belongs to Me Strengthen BabyFantastical Romance225k WordsOngoing 25.5kReads8.0Score2.1kShelves

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Quickly wear men and women. The movies and TV shows below the two men are also two men.

13 别 Don’t Say a Word, Your Husband’s Back! Little Fox Comes for Candy539k WordsCompleted 53.8kReads9.0Score9.7kShelves

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Really, I have read novels for two years, and they are very suitable for my taste. I really can't say these few. The author is either delicate in writing, interesting in the plot line, or abstract in language. I really recommend it! ! ! Check them all out. I have been saving them for a long time and have long wanted to recommend them to you. You will thank me! ! ! 😘

23 我 I Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate You Don't Love Me Stealing Cables in the Middle of the NightModern Romance269k WordsCompleted 35kReads9.4Score6.2kShelves

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I was a little dog who was always looked down upon. I was dying, and one day I lived in a big empty house. The owner of the house hated the mud marks on my body and how I always soiled his clean floors. But I was so cold that I couldn't help but want to be warmer. So I stole his key and stayed here temporarily. I broke his ornaments and started a bonfire in the hall without permission. I opened his door without permission, lied to him that I liked it here, and told him "I will remember you well." I enjoyed myself, but I always knew that one day I would go back to my mud. I was not the fire, I was the ashes, the noise, the specks of mud that stained his perfect floor. So I left, and by the way, I quietly swept out the dust I brought in with my tail. I left one of my softest hairs, which was my all and cleanest gift. I thought that in this way, the house would return to the clean space he liked. But a long time later, I passed by here again. The door seemed to be always open for me. He didn't wipe the footprints I left, and there were still ashes on the fireplace tile where I lay. And the ornament that I broke was treasured by him. I forgot a lot of things, but he still remembered them all. He doesn't seem to like my clean hair. He always stares at my muddy footprints in a daze. It turns out that some people also like the mud on my body. I sat outside the window and watched for a long time. Then, I rushed up and hugged the owner of the house and said to him, "Let's make peace. Song Jinze."

24 快 Quick Transmigration: I Help My Host Slaughter the Rebellious Fake People in Short Stories I Am Li ShurenUrban1.6M WordsOngoing 15.5kReads8.1Score811Shelves

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You can take a look. It's not bad.

30 大 An Aura That’s Six Feet Tall, but Only a Minor Celebrity in the Industry Mountain Mist Courtyard579k WordsCompleted 136.8kReads9.7Score15.6kShelves

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What style are you looking at? I read a lot of miscellaneous stuff here, including dual male protagonists, intergalactic heroines, eras, metaphysics, and other genres. I still have a bunch of them on my bookshelf.