Professor Bi, Please Give Me Your Guidance is complete, so enjoy!
The Wheat Sings in Midsummer is serving up sweet moments
My Wife Only Wants to Eat is written and waiting to launch. Little fairies, please use those lucky fingers to add it to your favorites!
[Blurb]
Two little tigers, two little tigers,
They're going on a blind date, going on a blind date.
One turns into a paper tiger, one turns into a tigress.
How strange, how strange!!!
Before they married, Lin Yitian was a naturally adorable little white rabbit.
On their wedding day, Chen Ji said with deep affection, "Sweetie, you're the only tigress in my heart."
After they married, Mr. Chen did the laundry and cooking, mopped the floor and wiped the tables, and even took care of his dear wife's bedtime foot massages.
Mrs. Chen grew more and more overbearing,
while Mr. Chen remained perfectly happy to indulge her.
Mr. Chen's motto: A real man should spoil his woman until she becomes a true tigress!
[Mini Scene]
Mr. Chen: Sweetie, no Sprite. Your period's due in a few days. Be good and drink warm water.
Sweetie: How come you're so familiar with my period?
Mr. Chen: I've been keeping track for ages. Your visits are so irregular, it took me forever to figure out the pattern.
Sweetie: ...
Message: May life be peaceful and smooth
Isn't Xiaoqing the heroine's cousin? Why do you call people dad, mom, uncle, aunt, not aunt?
Kneeling on the keyboard, kneeling on instant noodles, kneeling on the remote control is not allowed to change channels!
It ended so quickly, and it didn't feel like enough! Looking forward to the next article from the author's wife. Come on, Mrs. Author!
Nice name, haha!
I just searched for gay friends, but why didn't I find the same person? I searched for the author's name, but the book title was wrong. I searched for the book title, but the author's name was wrong.
I have two sons, hey, me too. The second one just wanted a daughter. The son kissed his belly every day and called his sister, but the result was that he was still a little boy. The eldest son didn't even look at it and curled his lips in displeasure.
It's about to end, and there's going to be a literary shortage again.
The finale will be the day after tomorrow. I can't bear to part with it.
It's almost the end of my pregnancy. I'm still a little reluctant to give up after chasing you all the way.
If you are pregnant with a ball, is it really not far from completion?