Glazed Couch

I read this article a long time ago. It was very interesting. I cried for a long time.

Hello, author. Are you interested in turning the Glazed Couch into a radio drama? Please reply to me. Thank you.

I read this book three times. I must admit that this is no ordinary romance. There is too much love and hate in it, and it is too much like a legend. I love Yun Yu in it, such a clean and arrogant person. I can't say whether it's really because he fell in love with Feng Xixi so selflessly, but just because I appreciate such a smart man.

Alas, I can't understand the logic. Young Master Yun can spend a lot of money to the madam to take back Xixi, but why can't he use this money to buy a house and land for Xixi and take care of her? Which man wants the woman he likes to live in Fireworks Lane - or spend a lot of money to send her to a brothel for fear that the madam won't accept her? Dizzy. I really like the sentence written in big letters, I like it very much: Without relatives and friends, everyone will be strangers in the future. 90% Of the descriptions are very realistic. But I have to say - if Ning Qin really married Xixi, it might not be impossible. There are many examples like this - businessmen value profits over separation, but they also marry many and go home to have children, right? It's not necessarily out of love, it's just emotion. Regarding the heroine's obsession with Prince Duan like a moth to a flame - it's really hard to see. Nowadays, most female protagonists are very high-spirited, and they have to be begged and coaxed by a few male protagonists and supporting actors before they are willing to give their sincerity. But everyone is ready to pack up and run away or go out of the wall at any time. Everything is done to stimulate jealousy. All of them have the mentality of leaving my wife alone here. How many women are so arrogant? How many men have such patience? Such a passionate love that I don't love? What a dream, what a dream, but if you do it too much, you sometimes get a little tired of it. The author's writing style is really good, like a glazed prajna flower. □Heartless, the actor is meaningless, like a dream or a phantom moon, if the flowers are gone, but there are so many stories.

Sure enough, this ending is disgusting enough. A small flower expresses my feelings.

This is the story of a person's helpless wandering life, unlike ordinary romances. Very special and very sad. Depressing from beginning to end, such a sad background and sad personnel. The first ending is relatively smooth. The author seems a little unsure about his writing. I feel that although it is written for everyone to read, there is no need to care about the readers' opinions except for the writing technique and the development of the story. The writing is pretty good. I am so bored now that I am still very bored. The author is very courageous to have the courage to write such a cruel and tragic article in the end.

Not overlord. . . Give little flowers. . . Although this article is not my cup of tea. . .

The ending is better than before...

Good article, the non-popular version is better, she is just a stepmother

I accidentally clicked on it. I glanced at it and I thought it was good... I expanded it in the morning... And read it carefully... I thought it was very good... It is so difficult to find a true speaker in this vast life, but how lucky I am to have a man do this for him. He plays tricks just for her. He works hard just for her, and even weaves lies for her to live in. Like a moth flying into a flame, he is willing. Even though it is a lie, it is worse than the truth speaker... At the end, I can't help but feel a little shocked, how similar the brothels are to the present world, they are all cold and cold... Most of them are exposed to the outside, and they can't help but feel cold... Lovers... Are just a dream in our hearts... I am not exempt from this... Deep down in my heart, I also wish that Yun could see through Duan's mask earlier and face Xi Xi honestly... The two of them treat each other sincerely... So that we can have some hope... I woke up too early. I was thinking wildly. Talking nonsense. Making people laugh.. The fluttering bird...