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Books by Light Clouds and Gentle Breeze
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Quick Transmigration: After Being Doted on by the Male Lead, She Keeps Having Lucky Pregnancies 快穿：被男主娇宠后她好孕连连
[Quick transmigration + peerless beauty + childbirth + sweet romance + both devoted only to each other + mutual devotion + soft foodie girl × cold, restrained, doting husband, child of fortune / suspected fragment of the main god] Before she died, Shen Qiao, a healer in the apocalypse, had only one regret: she hadn't eaten her fill. The day she bound herself to a quick-transmigration System, her eyes lit up. “Do you provide meals? All I can eat?” System: […Yes] So Shen Qiao signed the contract i
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The 1970s: An Arranged Marriage, a City Girl Is Reborn and Pursues a Rugged Man 七零包办婚姻城里姑娘重生撩糙汉
In her previous life, Zhou Yi'an died on the front lines. Jiang Shuyao was only twenty-four when she became a widow. Everyone said she was lucky, that Captain Zhou had left her compensation money and the honor of being a martyr's widow. No one knew she held his military uniform at night and cried until dawn. No one knew she wept to the empty air, saying, "Come back." And no one knew that his farewell letter said: I hope you find someone to stay by your side for the rest of your life. She hated t
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The Red Scarf Caused Trouble, and Everyone in the Courtyard Told Me to Be the Bigger Man 红围巾惹祸，全院劝我大度
I transmigrated right into the middle of a courtyard drama. Silly Zhu was wearing my scarf and bullying my wife. Before I could even throw a punch, Deaf Granny spoke up. Xu Damao egged him on, and Yi Zhonghai stepped in to keep things under control. The whole courtyard watched as I was made a cuckold. This red scarf needs an explanation today. Otherwise, I, Jiang Jianjun, might as well not be the man of the house.
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I Waited Seven Years for You in the Fog 我在雾里等了你七年
Seven years ago, I disappeared while pregnant and changed my name, going from 160 jin to 100 jin. Seven years later, I take my daughter to the doctor, and he's her attending physician. He stands before me and asks, “Have we met before?” I hold our daughter and smile. “I don't know you.” Later, he uncovers the truth and waits all night downstairs from my home. The rain is pouring, but he just stands there, like a fool. Niannian leans over the windowsill and says, “Mommy, that man looks like my d
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