After Qi Ling Married Her Mixed-Race Husband

Every Monday is mentally and physically exhausting. I have a rest on Mondays. I will update around 10:00 pm on other days. (The main purpose is to watch the fun, the whole article is oriented towards daily life and warmth, there are many things that cannot be written, mainly focusing on the perspective of the protagonist's family/pre-received article "I Won Prizes for Writing in Xiangjiang (Through the Book)") Copywriting of this article They all thought that Sangjiashu was blind, ignored the advice, and mistook the stone for jade. A beautiful girl from the county town went to the countryside and unexpectedly married a fake foreigner who had been locked up in a cowshed and ate bad food and cold water. They just waited and saw that the two of them couldn't get rid of the pot. They were poor and tired, and they cried and returned to their parents' home. To be honest, Sangjiashu is also waiting. What are you waiting for? Of course, it was the man who rose to prominence and became a Hong Kong tycoon, a famous patriotic entrepreneur who was passed down by word of mouth and worshiped by future generations. ————— At this time, we are far away in Pingshui Village, Lihe River. At the feet of the Sangjia tree is Chinese medicine mosquito repellent powder grinded by men On the front left is a waterwheel fan made by a man that sends out warm air. In the front right is the iced watermelon he cut into pieces with his own hands before going out and inserted bamboo skewers into it. In the black clay pot on the table was a bouquet of wild flowers that she begged him to bring home yesterday afternoon, as long as they were worth admiring. In front of her was a physics question book written for her by a man himself to prepare for the high school exam. As well as English and digitized geographical history textbooks stacked next to it, etc. Simply all-rounder She often touches the other person's head and thinks: Sooner or later, there will be problems due to overloading with so many things. As the sun set in the west, a tall, thin and tall figure appeared at the door. The man's cold and indifferent face matched perfectly with the wild flower in his hand, which was replaced by another kind of Xiaojiabiyu. Then she was hugged by a sweaty chest, and she naturally raised her swan arms to climb up the young and tight back muscles, making a wonderful sound for a while. In the prosperous years of life, instead of going to the northwest to sell goods, the man took her back to his home in Beijing. She was robbed by famous teachers and then went south to build a special zone and go to the forefront of the motherland. In the end, he won the Science and Technology Award, was rated as an outstanding contributor, and served as a professor in Qingbei, becoming famous far and wide. As my wife, I was invited to the front row to watch the National Day Ceremony, watch him speak as an outstanding representative at the anniversary of his alma mater, cruise on a warship, be invited to attend the first Spring Festival Gala, and witness the scene of the national treasure panda holding a dumbbell to catch a horse. And the sons are extremely talented, but at a young age they are troubled by their high intelligence and do not fit in with their classmates. Who still remembers that she originally expected the other party to become the boss? ? From village woman to mayor's wife Sang Jiashu held his forehead: She is probably sick. Comparing the vertical and horizontal comparisons, it has nothing to do with the plot of the original novel. In reality, she is racing all the way. ————————— #TOP SECRET FILE# Name: Tan Qingxu Male/born in 1955 in Beijing Student status: Enrolled in the Talented Youth Class of Qingbei University in 1965, enrolled in the Department of Engineering Mechanics (formerly the Department of Aeronautical Engineering) at the same school in 1967, entered the first postgraduate class of the Department of Automation in 1970, minored in Engineering Physics, Nuclear Engineering and Technology, Engineering Chemistry, etc. ———————— Please bear with me for the first few chapters, this is a eloquent story. (I will repair it when I find time) Bow/Thank you The male and female protagonists are unique in body and mind/local cultural cuisine/warm daily life/raising children 1. (It does not involve anyone or anything in this world, so the whole text is empty!) 2. Just watch the fun, the whole story is more daily, don't like to click on the cross [(The following is a preview of "I Won Prizes for Writing in Xiangjiang" The anti-hypocritical female writer VS her romantically criticized male lead She wears books! Good news: own book Bad news: The second male lead who is dressed up as an old-time dog-blooded Hong Kong gang who forces love and cannot go crazy without being cruel, vicious, cruel, lame, and tool-man, elopes in love and cheats on his fiancée (his aunt has a bitch), this is the end of the dark age... This is how many buffs are stacked, it is comparable to a king! Li Jiajia rolled his eyes and kicked his feet, lying on the hospital bed where he was captured, and ascended to the sky. When I opened my eyes again, dusk was approaching, and there were bodyguards in black and sunglasses standing beside the bed: "That girl is a slut, let's make her a chicken." Growing up under the red flag, Li Jiajia trembled in response. Suddenly, his chin was grabbed by something cold and hard, and he was forced to turn his head, only to meet a pair of thin, black eyes that held back his words. Wang Wenhan stands in the position of the moon, with a tall and straight posture, a well-tailored retro suit from the last century, and his slender fingers holding the cane through crocodile leather gloves. The woman was in pain, her red lips squeaked out, her voice was clear and delicate, and her blood vessels clung to her long neck. Great appreciation. Later, several late nights The cold crocodile skin gloves on the big hands have long since been taken off, revealing ugly scars, and the temperate heat brushes over the woman's sleeping face over and over again, making her unable to put it down; The sharp lips are painted with love, dyeing her furry hair, willow eyebrows, pretty nose, cheek flesh, and delicate lips, revealing her bright beauty. Her lips moved silently: BB, I love you so much... You must love me forever. The woman, on the other hand, was exhausted and bored to death by the man. She closed her eyes, took the hand and kissed her mouth randomly five or six times, and said, "Yeah, yeah, go to bed quickly, the time for beauty sleep is over~" Note： [The male protagonist of the Wild Dog Food Protection Department? [The male protagonist is super possessive + perverted desire for control/the gutter crawler tries to monopolize the moonlight preference] [My female goose is the king of beasts, Abeibei/I want to hold her in my arms/I can't fall asleep peacefully without looking at her seventy or eighty times before going to bed/kissing her seventy or eighty times] [dog blood ancient times] [Imaginary/Super imaginary/Refuse to substitute anyone in reality/Has nothing to do with this author] Intention: Not to fall into the blue clouds, walk toward the sun, and flowers bloom along the way