Mary Next Door

Only after reviewing it again did I realize that the details have been updated!! It has always been an unsolved mystery for me whether the hero and heroine of this book passed the competition in Japan. When I went to the forum to discuss it, no one came up with the results. I only remembered that there was a side story in the booklet about the Demon King and his wife competing to get the Sun Box or Nangong Hemorrhoids. I could still find the chronology of the human world before, but the evil mosaic behind Su Yao and Qinchuan put me in a daze. I basically assumed that they were dead. Does the details of this article mean that they were not dead? I went through the timeline of Yan Gui Xiga Marie again, and I really can't tell their ending. I can't find the chronology of the human world. The timeline I've sorted out so far is that the Sun Box competition was before the Japan competition, so the official setting is that these two guys are still alive, right?? The Chinese team only has three people back. Are they going on their honeymoon? It's not disconnected, right? Principal, you must not be a stepmother, my eyes are wet... I really like the characters written by the principal. Every one of them feels flesh and blood. Guan Xiaoxi, Su Yao Qinchuan, Wang Shenmu and Xu Jin are all very good. I will continue to write when I come back. I will always support you!! I love reading everything you write!! In addition, I really like the setting of the male protagonist being an older magician in the principal's novel. When reading other novels, as long as the male protagonist is older or in a position of power, the male is unclean and the female is clean is really deeply hurt. I can only silently come back and read the principal's novel to soothe my soul.

Holy crap, crap, crap! If I hadn't clicked on the new article from the list and then clicked on the column, I wouldn't have known it was the principal!

Fu Zhi searched his mind and discovered that the principal was back. Woooooooooooo! Ye Qing is back! I still remember the days when I used to follow the serials of QAQ. It has been many years.

Woohoo, I really want to hook up with the principal.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!! Principal, why did you change your name?!!!

Finally found this novel. When I read this book, I was only in the fifth or sixth grade of elementary school. Now I have been out of school for two years. I just suddenly thought of this novel. I flipped through it at home for a long time before I found the physical book. The book was yellowed and even the first page was damaged, making it impossible to read. The other "Yan Guilaixi" was missing. I really wanted to see it, so I went online to look for it, and I actually found it. To be honest, even after such a long time, I was still fascinated by it as soon as I read it. The author's writing style is still so attractive even after more than ten years, and Yaoyao and Qinchuan are still so fresh. Reading this story is still shocking and exciting. Thank you to the author for allowing me, my little one, to glimpse such a magnificent touch of color in online games, and for bringing so much joy and longing to my childhood. I hope everything goes well for you!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!! Principal, why did you change your name?!!!

This article brought back some memories from my youth. The love that I tried my best to hide felt just out of reach. He was the center of attention and I was so obscure. Only later did I realize that this feeling was a secret love. At that time, I just liked watching him dazzle like a flyboard, causing countless girls to get lost in the entanglement of whether he loves me or not. Maybe I didn't have the courage to confess my love at that time, so I had more opportunities to be with him and continue to hide my love for him. All the way through, middle school, high school. I was so lucky to be a classmate with him in college. Although I preferred economics and didn't even know the three primary colors, I still studied painting with him for four years, just to spend more time with him. I remember when we met in class, he said: "Hey, we are still classmates." There was a lot of surprise in his eyes. Admittedly, I laughed. Maybe because of the different emotions in his eyes, I had the courage to read on. We have always had a good relationship since then, and the relationship between the two families was already good. While I was struggling to hold my little finger against the drawing board, and my thumb and middle finger worked together with my index finger to hold a pen on the drawing board to practice lines, he was drawing a large picture of a naked European plaster man, the kind of huge sketch that could take days to draw, and could take hours to finish if I was stuck on one spot. Well~, maybe if I work harder, I will stand with him and paint a huge painting. O(∩_∩)O~ The teacher is always a pervert. I have to give her a 16-karat line drawing every day. It is required to be as black as ink, but I can still clearly see the stacked lines and draw a round circle. I cannot use a compass or an eraser, so I can only slowly round it. It was only half a year since school started, and he brought his first girlfriend. He was very nice to her, and I felt a little uncomfortable, but I still laughed and teased him for giving me a red envelope. The girl was undoubtedly very beautiful, and she was from the music school across the street. It turns out he likes this look. After that, I followed the girl's example, permed my hair, took off my glasses, put on contact lenses, put on high heels for the first time, looked at magazines, watched makeup tutorials, and put on makeup for a holiday. From the beginning of being miserable to seeing some success, I just wanted him to look at me more. When I returned to school with an uneasy heart, more people looked at me, which gave me more courage to face him. However, he looked at me and gave me the most professional comment, "My eyebrows are skewed and my eyeliner is asymmetrical. If I apply blush like this, my face will look very big." = =I was speechless, but full of enthusiasm, he continued, "Well, it's heavy on the top and light on the bottom, like a compass." My curly hair and high heels came under attack again, and maybe it was this time that made me want to become the kind of girl who could stand beside him and rival him. To do this, I took bodybuilding classes and signed up for make-up classes. Finally, in my junior year of college, I became the girl whose name appeared most frequently in discussions among boys in our school in the middle of the night. (Probably the object of sexual desire,——#!) Although it seems very awkward now, I was really happy at that time, because I felt that I could finally get him. After graduation, I went to him excitedly to confess my love. I had been waiting for this day for a long, long time. He brought a girl with black-rimmed glasses and told me with a shy look, "We are getting married, please give me an invitation." If you don't have enough people, you must get the red envelope! Iron. The five thunder blows are nothing more than that! That girl actually studied economics! X! The girl nodded shyly and looked up at me with a flushed face. I couldn't find any sound, and I was hugged by him numbly, watching him lead her away. The girl asked him in a low voice, does XX like you? He covered his mouth with his hands and returned, how could he! Besides, I don't like girls with too much makeup. Although they all deliberately lowered their voices, they were just enough for me to hear. Is the makeup too heavy?! Go ahead, the girl you fell in love with for the first time is like this!! The woman happily took his arm and left after hearing what he said. She did it on purpose. Demonstration or showing off? I can't tell clearly, but I hate that woman. All my long-term efforts have been ruined by this woman who suddenly appeared. My heart is scratching. He can have a girlfriend, he can get married, I can give my blessing, it doesn't matter, but why does that woman show off to me? It's like telling me, look, big breasts and no brains will always be the heroine, the heroine is invincible. I asked him for a wedding photo of us and cut it in half. I pasted the artistic photo of him and me into one, framed it and put it away. I pricked the woman's face with countless needle holes and took pictures of it a thousand times with a plastic slipper. Beat you to death, you arrogant villain! Although I have liked her for so many years, I still have not become a supporting actress. Although I don't like her, I have not tried every means to break them up. If he divorces her because of me, then maybe I will be her next, and maybe I won't like him. In the past few years, although they had their bumps and bumps, they were very loving. I think they should be happy. The heartbreak at that time was as insignificant as a grain of sand compared to the great god of time. Hmm~ I thought of Su Yao, maybe I should have the courage to say to him, I love you. How painful is it to add another twelve years? (Chivas Regal?!) As I write this, I sent a text message, I love you. He replied to me quickly, it was too late, go to bed early, I won't tell XX. I X! You can't give me a fucking sensational ending and go to bed at eight o'clock. What the hell are you doing?! This is a long review. . . . . . Well, the principal's article is very beautiful, the emotional description is thought-provoking, the words are exquisite, the sentences are classic, the paragraphs are incisive, the chapters are unparalleled, and graceful.

Sky! My wife is going to write a novel!

Hundreds of millions of years of history, all the gods are immortal, but the one I look forward to is only one person in the Palace of Eternal Life. There are hundreds of millions of miles of scenery, the most beautiful scenery in the world, but the one I love is the only one in the Palace of Eternal Life.