Please accept the follow-up articles "You Are Mine" and "Bai Yueguang She Quit":
Wei Chenchen, a migrant worker, was ready to realize her self-worth in the process of moving bricks day after day. Until one day, when she was moving bricks, she met a cold-faced straight man...
Fu Si: "The stress reaction of being in a daze is harmless occasionally, but it can easily lead to obsession if you get used to it. In your current state, can I understand that your husband and my appearance are beyond your cognitive range?"
Wei Chenchen: "What do you mean?"
Fu Si: "In short, you are obsessed with my beauty."
Please open the next book "Bai Yueguang She Quit Working", please accept:
Bai Youyou traveled into an ancient romance novel and became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang.
Bai Youyou in the original book, for the sake of the career of the male protagonist who is a concubine, went to the enemy camp alone to gather information. When she narrowly escaped death and sent the information, and when she was waiting for the male protagonist to carry a sedan chair to marry her, she was caught...
When the male protagonist learned of his death, he regretted it and swore not to marry for the rest of his life. He swore to protect the white moonlight in his heart. However, due to an imperial edict, he was forced to marry the female protagonist. Then the male and female protagonists started a sadomasochistic love affair in an ancient novel. They tortured each other to the point of being heartbroken, and their love was deeply rooted. In the end, everyone fell in love...
Poor Bai Youyou has become a lonely ghost in a foreign country...
Bai Youyou: Sorry, I don't want to go back!
The man stretched out his long and clean fingertips and picked up a strand of her hair. His lazy voice was extremely charming: Want to stay? What about the conditions?
Bai Youyou swallowed her saliva: I was born in Nanye since I was a child, so I naturally know many unknown secrets of the Nanye royal family.
The man seemed to sneer and said in an interesting tone: For example?
Bai Youyou: For example... If the general sleeps with the queen, does it count?
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The following is the text of this article:
Zhong Ranqi, the living fossil in the green tea world, traveled through time and became a poor little boy whose father did not love his mother and was bullied by his brothers and brothers all day long!
Her father thought she was climbing the ladder of career and wanted to marry her to the sixty-year-old emperor who could be her grandfather.
The stepmother regarded her as a thorn in her side and targeted her everywhere.
Her half-sister was jealous of her beauty and bullied her all day long.
In the capital city, everyone knows that the Zhong family has a doormat who can be bullied!
Zhong Ranqi: Sorry, a doormat? It doesn't exist, there is only the fighter among green tea - the originator of green tea!
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Emotional line:
The eldest daughter of the Zhongfu chooses her son-in-law, and the excitement in Shengjing City is unprecedented and unprecedented.
The wise king who put down the civil strife came on horseback: You decide who to choose. If you don't choose me, you will bear the consequences.
The new emperor who has dismissed all the concubines in the harem: Come, take a look at the new harem I built for you!
The coach of the three generals who returned from destroying the bandits: Do I still have time to play a piece of music for you?
Ran Qi, who was already a wealthy man, heard that three of Dongze's top men had gathered in the house: Come together? Is this... Wholesale?
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Someone: You seduced me first, but now you want to give up? Too late.
Zhong Qiqi: Woo hoo... Please tell me clearly, who seduced whom first? I won't wear this vixen's hat, but you can wear it if you love it!
Someone surrenders: OK, OK, I will wear it, I will wear it!
Purpose: Make yourself rich through the craft of porcelain repair, do not rely on anyone, and become a confident self!
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