[Apology statement: First of all, I would like to say sorry to all the little cuties who have been waiting for so long. I bow. I have thought about it for a long time and decided to update this article from time to time. If it has not been updated for three months, then I will solve the problem of V. Alas, my mood has always been wrong. It is very uncomfortable to write. I wanted to run away for a while, but I didn't even have the courage to open up. I still haven't adjusted my mentality, so I let you down.]
This article will be added to v from Chapter 25 on June 17th, and a 10,000-word fat stamp will be issued on the same day. Thank you all for your continued support, and please continue to support me in the future@_~
Wife Chasing Crematorium
In his previous life, the eighth prince Guning used his power to force the general who had Bai Yueguang in his heart to marry him.
The general hated him all his life.
Once again, he decided to let him go and let himself go, stay away from him and his Bai Yueguang, eat and drink, and continue to live his rich life.
...
In his previous life, Pei Yuan failed to see his own heart clearly, and was deceived by the white moonlight that made his heart as snake-like as a scorpion.
He watched helplessly as the Eighth Prince was poisoned to death in front of him.
On his deathbed, when the Eighth Prince swore with blood and tears that he would never fall in love with him again, he went crazy!
He regretted it! He felt like the sky was falling!
Fortunately, God gave him another chance. Regardless of whether he wanted to love and accept him or not, he would keep him firmly by his side.
The squeamish and picky Prince Shou, who is in poor health and picky about food, is attacked by the crazy, paranoid, monopolistic and jealous general.
Knock on the key point: ending He
1. Attack and receive double life, attack and criticize, empty and empty.
2. Demining, Bai Yueguang has always been in Gong's heart. There was a misunderstanding in the previous life that led to Gong identifying the wrong person, Chasing His Wife at the Crematorium Series
3. There are memories from previous lives interspersed in it.
4.2019.6.5, Screenshot taken on Weibo (#^.^#)
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[Football watchers collect the pre-collected ducks@_~]
Pre-receipt 1 [The little raccoon in the apocalypse becomes a father]
Xie Ran, as a little raccoon spirit who has practiced for more than a thousand years, when he ascended through the calamity, because the prototype's eye sockets were too dark, and his eyebrows and mouth were too white, he was mistaken for a skeleton by the drunk Thunder God and Lightning Mother in the night. The Thunder God and Lightning Mother, who had a personal grudge against the Bone Demon, immediately struck with thunderbolts. After the strike, he realized that he had made a mistake, and Xie Ran, who had been struck badly, had turned into a black smoke and traveled to another interstellar world.
When Xie Ran landed, as a flightless bear, he thought he would fall into a pulp, but he didn't expect that a human flesh cushion would be placed under him, saving his life.
Xie Ran is a little raccoon who only knows how to repay kindness. He dragged the unconscious human body mat by one leg and took him to the doctor...
...
Nie Chuan, the most authoritative leader of the R city base, and the Zombie King exploded their crystal nuclei and died together. I thought I had completely said goodbye to this world, but I didn't expect that when I opened my eyes, I was in a dimension...
There was a gentle voice coming from above, "My good son, please help Daddy put the rice and flour bags in order and make them tidy. The end of the world is coming soon, so we need to save a lot of food."
Nie Chuan:? ? ?
When will I have a father? ? ?
The soft and cute little raccoon who is naturally stupid is fine with X and the crazy base boss who pretends to be a weakling is attacking
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[Pre-release 2] "The Great Beauty of the Republic of China, the Corpse Sewer"
At the ancient incense station, next to the lacquered red coffin, Nan Guosheng, dressed in a cold white satin robe, was sitting in a wooden wheelchair, putting makeup on the faceless deceased. The black and white TV was buzzing, and the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall kept ticking.
The pure white paper figure dotted with moss in the corner of the wall hummed stiffly: The time is up, the cobbler's needle and thread have become makeup, the black and white chains have hooked the soul, the heads in different places have become a thread, it is no longer difficult for the fallen leaves to return to their roots, there is no rain in the Qingming Festival, the dust rises, the loess is buried in the high temperature.
...
When Du Zongpu first met Nan Guosheng, he felt that he had many rules and a bad temper. He told fortunes only for the dead but not for the living, and he didn't tell the fortunes of people on credit... It turned out to be really good.
Background setting: Republic of China
This article is also called "The Carpenter"
A beautiful corpse stitcher with a crippled leg and a weird temper and reckless behavior. Attacked by the new era police chief who is rich and favored.
Intention: Look at everything from multiple perspectives and don't be fooled by the surface.
Reader comments
I think my wife's writing is pretty good, but she doesn't update anymore, www
The plot of these chapters is dragging a bit.
Don't miss the next book "Restoration" if you pass by it, little darlings, collect it with your little hands! Below the copy:
1.
On the first night of their wedding, Jing Tan waited all night in the huge villa, but did not wait for Shen Kuo.
In the first year of their marriage, Jing Tan met Shen Kuo three times in total.
She knew that Shen Kuo hated the Jing family because of his late mother.
After a family dinner at the Shen family, Shen Kuo and Jing Tan took a car back to their residence.
"After three years, I will take you and your Jing family back wherever you want." The cigarette butts on the man's fingertips flickered, and his tone was indifferent, without even an inch of peripheral vision.
"Okay, Mr. Shen," Jing Tan kept his discretion and automatically sat farthest away from him, "I won't cross the line."
2.
Later one night, Shen Kuo came home from a social gathering and it was almost early in the morning.
Jingtan made him a cup of honey water and put it on the coffee table.
The girl in front of her was wearing fluffy white pajamas, with a pair of bunny ears hanging down from the back.
Simple and ignorant of worldly affairs, nothing like what he saw during the daytime summit.
Shen Kuo narrowed his eyes slightly and grabbed her wrist, "What are you like?"
Hao's wrists were stained with red marks. Jing Tan frowned slightly and took two steps back.
"Mr. Shen," she called him politely as always, speaking softly, well-behaved and polite, "We have made an agreement that I can't get so close to you."
3.
Before the three-year period was up, Jingtan took the lead in filing for divorce.
The girl who thought she had regained her freedom asked her best friend to go to the bar to have fun and vent all her grievances and pains, completely unrestrained.
When Shen Kuo arrived, Jing Tan was already drunk and unconscious.
"You're not afraid of getting into trouble even if you drink so much," Shen Kuo picked her up and laughed angrily, "Jingtan, have you always wanted to be this rebellious?"
"Are you caring about me?" The pink and white fingertips pressed against his lips, Jing Tan's moist peach blossom eyes curved into crescent moons, like a little fox stealing candy, "Are you in love?"
Shen Kuo looked at her steadily, his Adam's apple rolling, and he spoke softly.
"What if it is?"
The girl's bright eyes blinked, her head resting on his shoulder, her muffled voice was filled with happiness.
"If you don't admit it anymore, I'm really going to leave."
"Fortunately."
A very good novel.
Ahhhhhhh I watched it from beginning to end again, I still can't figure it out [crying]
Hahahahahahaha so cute
Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers
Dad, have a good rest and wait for your return. Love you
Come on! The writing is super nice!
Update it quickly. Update it quickly.
? Is the Eighth Prince stupid?
Why don't you update it?
Ahhhhhh I want to see the update!
I really can't bear it anymore. No matter how detailed the outline is, you can't cover up the cruel and witty character of the protagonist: Doesn't the eighth prince even understand whether the general wants him to die or to live? Before, the general was still threatening the eighth prince to receive treatment with "Qing Qing will die and the world will die". Now he would rather overturn three bowls of medicine and poison Qing Qing? Regardless of why the author arranged such a contradictory plot, do you think that our readers and your characters are all goldfish with only a few seconds of memory?
You really don't write well, really. If something can be said clearly, the character will not be allowed to say it. The character descriptions are overly exaggerated and the atmosphere is too superficial. The protagonist is sometimes calm, sometimes neutral, sometimes detached, sometimes confused, and the character is not established at all. The plot is neither prioritized nor detailed, and the progression of the plot is rough and blunt, but the author feels that some details are forced upon the reader as soon as they are introduced, making people either bored to death or fainting. . .
From the above shortcomings, you are not only incapable of writing "Crematorium" well, but you also think that your score in the 600-word essay in junior high school will not be too high, and your 800-word essay in the college entrance examination will probably fail. Otherwise, your foundation is too poor!
I think my wife's writing is pretty good, but she doesn't update anymore, www
The plot of these chapters is dragging a bit.
Don't miss the next book "Restoration" if you pass by it, little darlings, collect it with your little hands! Below the copy: 1. On the first night of their wedding, Jing Tan waited all night in the huge villa, but did not wait for Shen Kuo. In the first year of their marriage, Jing Tan met Shen Kuo three times in total. She knew that Shen Kuo hated the Jing family because of his late mother. After a family dinner at the Shen family, Shen Kuo and Jing Tan took a car back to their residence. "After three years, I will take you and your Jing family back wherever you want." The cigarette butts on the man's fingertips flickered, and his tone was indifferent, without even an inch of peripheral vision. "Okay, Mr. Shen," Jing Tan kept his discretion and automatically sat farthest away from him, "I won't cross the line." 2. Later one night, Shen Kuo came home from a social gathering and it was almost early in the morning. Jingtan made him a cup of honey water and put it on the coffee table. The girl in front of her was wearing fluffy white pajamas, with a pair of bunny ears hanging down from the back. Simple and ignorant of worldly affairs, nothing like what he saw during the daytime summit. Shen Kuo narrowed his eyes slightly and grabbed her wrist, "What are you like?" Hao's wrists were stained with red marks. Jing Tan frowned slightly and took two steps back. "Mr. Shen," she called him politely as always, speaking softly, well-behaved and polite, "We have made an agreement that I can't get so close to you." 3. Before the three-year period was up, Jingtan took the lead in filing for divorce. The girl who thought she had regained her freedom asked her best friend to go to the bar to have fun and vent all her grievances and pains, completely unrestrained. When Shen Kuo arrived, Jing Tan was already drunk and unconscious. "You're not afraid of getting into trouble even if you drink so much," Shen Kuo picked her up and laughed angrily, "Jingtan, have you always wanted to be this rebellious?" "Are you caring about me?" The pink and white fingertips pressed against his lips, Jing Tan's moist peach blossom eyes curved into crescent moons, like a little fox stealing candy, "Are you in love?" Shen Kuo looked at her steadily, his Adam's apple rolling, and he spoke softly. "What if it is?" The girl's bright eyes blinked, her head resting on his shoulder, her muffled voice was filled with happiness. "If you don't admit it anymore, I'm really going to leave." "Fortunately."
A very good novel.
Ahhhhhhh I watched it from beginning to end again, I still can't figure it out [crying]
Hahahahahahaha so cute
Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers Spread the flowers
Dad, have a good rest and wait for your return. Love you
Come on! The writing is super nice!
Update it quickly. Update it quickly.
? Is the Eighth Prince stupid?
Why don't you update it?
Ahhhhhh I want to see the update!
I really can't bear it anymore. No matter how detailed the outline is, you can't cover up the cruel and witty character of the protagonist: Doesn't the eighth prince even understand whether the general wants him to die or to live? Before, the general was still threatening the eighth prince to receive treatment with "Qing Qing will die and the world will die". Now he would rather overturn three bowls of medicine and poison Qing Qing? Regardless of why the author arranged such a contradictory plot, do you think that our readers and your characters are all goldfish with only a few seconds of memory? You really don't write well, really. If something can be said clearly, the character will not be allowed to say it. The character descriptions are overly exaggerated and the atmosphere is too superficial. The protagonist is sometimes calm, sometimes neutral, sometimes detached, sometimes confused, and the character is not established at all. The plot is neither prioritized nor detailed, and the progression of the plot is rough and blunt, but the author feels that some details are forced upon the reader as soon as they are introduced, making people either bored to death or fainting. . . From the above shortcomings, you are not only incapable of writing "Crematorium" well, but you also think that your score in the 600-word essay in junior high school will not be too high, and your 800-word essay in the college entrance examination will probably fail. Otherwise, your foundation is too poor!
Saw the second one! Quick Prince! ! !