Blurb: The eldest Miss of the Song family scolded him: "What kind of green onion are you? Why are you in my bed?
You... you... I, I...
I hate the smell of green onions. When I eat century egg and lean pork congee, I absolutely want it without scallions.
Why do you keep sticking to me?
Get out of my bed."
A story about the second young master and the eldest Miss of the Song family, as two geniuses and two idiots match wits.
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New work:
Qing Lu
Theme:
The name Hu Er really shocks people!
After reading this chapter, I sprinkled flowers on the hill.
Footprint. Can you see the ending?
It's weird, the secret is revealed??
So sad. . Forget it, forget it, Miss Song's life experience is really a mystery. Let the watts look dizzy. Don't let the tragedy spread.
The closest person to catching bugs should be Wu Jing, not Xiao Xia!
It makes me sad! Jingzhi ran away and left Huer behind? It's been a long time since I've been here, come on Xiaoshan!
Jingzhi seems to have a strong feeling for summer
The prince does not live in a palace. He built an ordinary and warm home, but it is a home that I have never longed for in my life. Xiaoshan's words are very meaningful. The more I read them, the more I think they are. Come on
My ability to grab the sofa is getting weaker and weaker. It seems that I have to stand back for Xiaoshan's writing. Woo hoo... I shake my arms in grievance.