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Days of Committing Suicide in Macau
Originally, in the human world, life was okay. Suddenly I was pulled to heaven, and then kicked into hell. Now I am in hell and my heart is in heaven. Returning to the human world is already a luxury... Gamblers want to win, and casinos don't want to lose. In the vast world, all kinds of things are busy and calculating. Mountains are mountains, water is water, mountains are not mountains, water is not water... In fact, if you take a long-term view, everything is the best arrangement.
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The Wind Blows in Macau
New works are released. Welcome to Tomato Novel to read my works. I hope you all like them. Your attention is the motivation for my writing. I will try my best to tell every story!
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When the Wind Blows in Macao, What Do You Want in Your Life?
New works are released. Welcome to Tomato Novel to read my works. I hope you all like them. Your attention is the motivation for my writing. I will try my best to tell every story!
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The Princess's Domineering Pet Diary
The moment the wedding sedan swayed, I crushed the blood scab on my palms. His nails dug deeply into the old wounds caused by the iron chains in his previous life, and the smell of blood mixed with the fragrance of rouge filled the sedan. Through the gap in my hijab, I saw my fingertips stained with impatiens juice—these hands had made medicine and served tea for that beast Lu Mingyu, but were finally pressed into the hot medicine stove by his own hands.
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The Princess's Hate and Love
"Sister, your grip hurts me so much." Shen Yurou's sobbing voice was like a poisonous snake burrowing into my eardrums. I opened my eyes suddenly and saw that I was squeezing her snow-white wrist - and the hand dyed with cinnamon was holding an apricot bellyband embroidered with lotus.
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Princess Love
In the wedding room where the red candles were burning, I stared at the bruises on my neck in the bronze mirror and burst into tears from laughter. ——This is the mark left by Lu Mingxuan in his previous life when he strangled me with his belt.
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The Prince's Personal Princess
Sister, this bowl of soothing soup..." Su Yurou's fingers holding the celadon bowl were trembling, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with water, just like the hypocritical tears she shed when she poured poison into my throat in the previous life. I grabbed her wrist fiercely, and the soup swayed in a beautiful arc on the edge of the bowl.
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The Prince's Princess
It's time for the girl to take medicine. "Nanny Cui's gilt armor scraped against the rim of the celadon bowl, and the bowl of black juice reflected the bleeding face of my previous life - it was this bowl of Juesi soup that prevented even the fetal blood from flowing out when I was stabbed through the abdomen by Xie Mingxuan on our wedding night.
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