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It Would Be Nice to Have a Useless Space During the Famine Year of 1950!
[Fetal wear + age + space + warm daily life + long flowing water] Alias: Pregnant woman: I almost drowned when I was born She had a miscarriage, and she would drown if she appeared... Fortunately, the incompetent father's little conscience found out and narrowly saved his life. I just took my first full mouthful of food and was thrown away! ! ! Õ_Õ: My little friend, do you have a lot of questions? ? ? Scene 1: The little hands picked up the wild vegetables. This is purslane, hoard it! Change ha
5.1kReads7.9Score402Shelves
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There Is Space After Running with the Ball in the End of the World
Su Yan, a non-marriage person, finally met a satisfactory seed player and left naturally. Unexpectedly, the apocalypse is gradually coming, but fortunately there is space and early warning. Let's see how Su Yan takes her parents and little milk bag to get through the apocalypse.
1kReads7.5Score—Shelves
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A Real Child Wears 70'S, Let's See How She Makes It from Scratch
[Real Child Time Travel] [Space] [Store Supplies] [Rural Daily Life] [Growth Type] PS: The new brigade will be relocated. —— "Nemesis? Imp?" Are you talking about me? Shu Miao didn't care, as long as he could scare people. Suddenly one day, she discovered that adults can also be frightened. This was a bit too much! Even if a child is frightened, how can an adult be frightened? What a strange world, with a bunch of strange people. * Small theater 1 It's really impossible to live with only two sma
61Reads6.1Score—Shelves
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Escape from Troubled Times: Picking up Leaks in Infinite Space
Time Travel + War + Natural Disaster + Escape As soon as Nan Xing opened his eyes, huh? Buried alive if not dead? The insurrectionary army opened fire and fled? Don't run away! Looking at the corpse with its brains bursting out, she touched the big head of Baby Space and grinned: "What a good baby!" ———— Clean up the crowded space, clap your hands and turn your head, "Qiang~" Looking at the blade pressed against his throat, Nan Xing's feet went weak and his eyes welled up with tears: "Hero, plea
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