
My Favorite Author Was My First Love
我粉的大大是初恋
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 126k Words
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 9y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Synopsis
40Chapters
436Favorites
178Nutrient gifts
1.8kClicks per chapter
266Comments
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Is it just a side story?
(⊙O⊙)Oh no my bench
It's always better. Completed spreading flowers qwq
In this historic moment, in this great moment, author, have you seen my sincere heart?
Big hugs. Mwah
The finale has been released, and next is the extra part. Before the mark is completed, if the little angels have any extras they want to watch, they can leave a message. If Zishu feels like it, they will reply and write it down. In addition, the main article is finished and the new article is promoted. Continuing from the ancient saying "Beauties Don't Wear Makeup", the heroine is a general who disguises herself as a man. "Dear Mr. Gao Shu" is a follow-up to the current story, a campus novel about a bad student x a top student, a lively female protagonist and a male protagonist who is too upright. The main point is: the male protagonist is not a human being, but a high number. The inspiration comes from Zishu's resentment towards the high number. Finally, I would like to thank the little angels who have accompanied me all the way. I hope that every tree will contribute to my progress.
After a good sleep, the world has changed... I haven't smoked or smoked, but you are the one who is safe today, hahahahaha (dry laughter)
I got my certificate and met my parents. . . Next, Mr. Nan, you should not let Su Nuan get off the bus but get on [doge]
Ouch, this is the time to have little buns
It's so sweet. I can't control my hands that were originally preparing to write an article.