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Liu Nong Mo Fragrance
[The strong and infatuated rough man VS the charming little lady, farm story, 1V1, SC] [Development system, repaying kindness, women flirting with men, ancient style farming articles] Under the instigation of Wu Dazhuang and Wang Meifeng, Qi Moxiang took her grandma to marry into the Liu family in a neighboring village. Unexpectedly, her husband Liu Ping secretly had a baby with a widow from the same village, and on the day of their wedding, he abandoned his home and ran away. Qi Moxiang had no
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Orphans and Scholars
[Traditional farming + bereavement at the age of three + being divorced by the sweetheart + tearing the bitch apart + marrying an independent scholar + doting on his wife] Qinglian's father was a scholar in Qingxi Village, and her mother was a famous beauty. Unfortunately, they were jealous of talented people and their beauty was unlucky, so they died unexpectedly when Qinglian was three years old. The orphan girl Wan Qinglian was left behind. Brother Hai is the man who married Qinglian's finger
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Mountain of Mountains
I traveled through a thousand years and came back to find you~ The copper bell is broken, the fox fairy appears, and the cycle of cause and effect will eventually be rewarded. Zhang Zhidong saw that he was once a scholar copying scriptures in Nanyue Temple. Xu Meiniang's figure gradually became transparent, like the mist in the morning, gradually dissipating under the sunlight. Her voice carried the last instruction: "You owe me, now it's time to untie the thousand-year bond." From then on, a ba
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Our Love Diary
[Love and Marriage + Warmth and Healing + Group Portraits of Doctors + Lifelong Protection] Yuan Mengqi felt that there was a devil living in her heart. She was born in a deformed family, and her parents' love was full of suspicion and fighting. She was taken care of by Huai'an and grew up. When I was fifteen, my mother died. When I was eighteen, my father died. In the despair day after day, she not only relied on Xiang Huaian, but also developed different feelings for her. But Xiang Huaian chos
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