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Three Hundred Kilograms of Food Stamps, I Got a Husband in 70
Traveling through the 70s, I was extremely poor. Fortunately, it is bound to the purchasing agent system. The problem is - the system is defective. Novice task: let the dog wag its tail three times in exchange for a bag of fertilizer. Formal task: purchasing "love" and three hundred pounds of food stamps, the certificate must be obtained within seven days. Lin Xiaomai: ... Okay, you are crazy and I am crazier than you. She used 300 kilograms of food stamps to "buy" a veteran from the next villag
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After His Teammate Became a Succubus, He Stopped Pretending to Be the God of Killing.
Xiao Yan, the Infinite Killer God, has always been a loner, cold and ruthless. Until the succubus Shen Ye was bound to the system, sharing lives and dying. Being held in his arms at the beginning, Shen Ye trembled hoarsely: "Be gentle... You hurt me." He is cold and taciturn in front of others, The Queen protects people like crazy, He will block the knife, bear the pain, and share half of the life with him. I used to pretend to be ruthless, After meeting this succubus, The God of Death doesn't e
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How to Expose a Woman Who Disguised Herself as a Man and Was Spotted by the Queen Mother
The person who wants to catch a son-in-law is either a princess or the daughter of the Prime Minister. It's great to be here with Shen Zhaoning - directly match, Queen Mother! ! ! Shen Zhaoning studied hard for eighteen years in Hanchuang, winning five yuan in a row, and wrote the imperial examination strategy with great pains - When I saw hairpin flowers, I thought my life was about to take off. The next second, the Queen Mother made a decree: she was demoted to Tanhua and entered the palac
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The Protagonist Is so Dramatic Again
[Two male protagonists + unlimited flow + drama queen + pulling + high intelligence + sense of fate] The moment my fingertips touch the broken light, The world collapses into one eye. Viewers lower their eyes from high places, and the barrages fall like rain. They groan, they laugh, they wait in fear for the Lamb. But the prophecy goes beyond that. When a drama queen learns to play herself, The viewer will eventually become the actor. The gods are taking their seats. Do you want to come in?
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