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Addicted to Beijing Luxury
Reporter VS Boss Premeditated | Marriage first, love later | Addicted to secret love | Yyds in the year | He loves her so much After three months of marriage, Huang Furui still hated him. She hated him for spending huge sums of money at auctions, hated him for spending so much money socializing late at night, and even hated him for calmly persuading her with those lowered eyes: "The past is the past tense." "He is not in the past tense." She said coldly, "There is only a transaction between you
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Unlucky Beijing
Wedding social planner × senior administrative officer Falling in love when we first met · 8 years age difference · Bowing down deeply in love · Shuang Jie · BE Lu Qibai: Marriage cannot trap me. What traps me is that I have never married her. — Jiang Nan: One thousand one hundred and fifty letters is the ending. When it stops here, the love will never leave. The beginning was wrong, and the ending was wrong as well. Fortunately, the paths we have traveled have long been overturned.
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The Years When I Was a Fortune Teller
As the old saying goes: The poor tell fortunes, the rich burn incense. When I was a child, a fortune teller said that I was born with yin and yang eyes and could see ghosts and gods. I don't believe it... When I was just nine years old, I followed a group of friends up the mountain to play. I accidentally got lost and entered the mountain temple by mistake, where I actually saw a ghost...
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Three Kingdoms: Why Did I Become Dong Zhuo?
The male protagonist was idle at home and played the Three Kingdoms game all night. He felt sleepy and squinted for a while at the table. Unexpectedly, he traveled to the troubled times of the Three Kingdoms and became the notorious Dong Zhuo in history - a young Dong Zhuo who had just been dismissed from office and was trapped in a desperate situation! The corpses on the battlefield are still cold, and the refugees in the wild temple exchange their children for food. The beginning is hell mod
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