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Ink Stains the Morning Light!
Lin Mo is a taciturn librarian who hides his cowardice in the scent of ink on old book pages; Chen Xi is a street graffiti artist who splashes bright paint on the walls of ruins. During a thunderstorm, the two accidentally collided while taking shelter from the rain in the old library. When they opened their eyes again, they were in each other's body. Lin Mo was forced to stand in the noisy street with a paintbrush in hand. Only when the paint stained the back of his hand did he realize that Che
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After Ten Years of Making Soup, She Wakes up the Scumbag
On the tenth wedding anniversary, Lin Wan woke up very early. The casserole was humming on the stove, simmering my husband's favorite Huaishan pork ribs soup. It was simmered slowly for four hours. The soup was simmered until it was milky white and rich, and the dense heat stained the glass window of the kitchen. She carefully wrapped the soup can into a thick thermal bag, and didn't even notice that her fingertips were slightly reddened by the heat. She rushed straight to her husband's company
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The Sickly Prince: the Bride Is a Dead Soul
After my death, I became a noble person in the ghost world due to my outstanding abilities. In order to find out the cause of my death, I was forced to possess the concubine of the Hou family who had just died. Before my revenge plan even started, I was forced to marry the sickly prince who had been secretly in love with me for ten years. When he lifted the hijab, his fingertips were cold: "I feel wronged, girl." I lowered my head to hide the confusion in my eyes - he was actually marrying me. U
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Amber Candy Heart!
Tokyo pastry chef Xia Kui resigned from her job and returned to China to take over her grandmother's dilapidated sweet shop. However, when she was making the signature poplar nectar, she discovered that the bottom of the casserole was engraved with the Japanese word "Atonement" - it was the number of the arsenal where her grandfather was forcibly recruited as a prisoner of war during World War II. When she was replicating her grandmother's secret ginger milk, there was always an old woman in a k
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