A girl who loved reading novels passed away after a series of car accidents and passed away to an unknown wealthy family in an unknown dynasty.
The girl who practices piano, chess, calligraphy and painting every day, and whose words and deeds are bound by rules, after a while of fighting, finally got used to the days of being an ancient in the era of cannibalistic ethics, and was more mentally prepared to be blindly married, but found that the world she traveled through seemed strange...
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It's been a long time since I felt more sorry (kneeling down).
This text is defined as a light-hearted romance genre. However, my situation in recent months has not been easy. Even if I climb Lingjian Mountain and the like, I still feel melancholy after laughing...
My mood affects my writing, and I feel very dull no matter how I write it. I really don't dare to post it, so I can only enrich the text structure first, and then I can take advantage of the situation and start writing when my mood is happy. There are very few manuscripts in the backlog at the moment, and I would be very grateful if you are willing to save it for your collection. I won't deceive you. Even if you don't want to stay, I would like to thank you for your attention (bow).
I'm a bit thinking about whether it would be better to write something cynical recently...
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The number of words for a novice writer will be small at first, but once the writing is smooth, the number of words will be increased as much as possible. The first time I write, I will try my best not to let it become a eunuch.
The author is a mother, but she will not take the route of the main character being lucky. Anyone who is willing to accept it, please join in the trap.
From time to time I will go back and fix the previous chapters and catch bugs.
Dear, if you think the copywriting is okay, please consider fattening it up before killing it.