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The people of the Federation all know that the two stars of the Federation, who have great military exploits, are mortal enemies who despise each other.
From the time they entered the military academy to the time they both joined the military after graduation, Song Shiyun and Huo Qi were at each other's throats every day and compared each other about everything. They often got into a lot of trouble because their enemies were on a narrow road.
Others received demerits because of repeated defeats, but the punishment files of these two people were all written with each other's names.
This sense of fate that you were involved in every moment from the military academy to the military headquarters made many people in the Federation feel dizzy, but the two principals did not buy it.
During the military academy, Huo Qi, who was always lower than Song Shiyun in cultural classes, was nicknamed the second oldest in ten thousand years. After entering the army, Huo Qi, who was good at dancing and was always promoted faster than Song Shiyun.
On the day when he was officially promoted to general, he saw Song Shiyun coming out of the office and walking over with a medal in his head arrogantly: "Song, look what is this?"
He was waiting for Song Shiyun's sarcastic words, but he didn't want the person in front of him to raise his head. His red eyes looked at the shining medal with envy and reluctance, and said softly: "Congratulations."
It wasn't until Song Shiyun passed by him that Huo Qi realized belatedly, was this guy crying?
Not long after, at the military dinner, the secretary-general read out the list of sergeants who applied for retirement, and Song Shiyun was on the list.
Huo Qi went to him angrily to ask the reason, but saw Song Shiyun huddled in the corner with a flushed face, like a wet kitten.
The two of them got into bed in a daze.
Two months later, Song Shiyun and Huo Qi looked at each other in confusion at the pregnancy test report.
Huo Qi: "The federal government prohibits abortion."
Song Shiyun: "Yeah."
Huo Qi: "Then..."
Song Shiyun smiled and looked determined: "It seems that I will have to shoulder this responsibility alone in the future."
Huo Qi: "..."
Song Shiyun: "But... I can also find a father for the child."
Huo Qi: "... How about you open your eyes and take a look?"
Song Shiyun obediently raised his head and looked out the window: "Blue sky, white clouds, alpha..."
Huo Qi couldn't bear it anymore: "Song Shiyun! Get married!"
Song Shiyun: "Oh."
On the day of the due date, Song Shiyun sat on the hospital bed and looked at Huo Qi with a look of fear that made him reluctant to speak.
Huo Qi was as tender as water and was about to pour out the sweet words of love that he had been planning for a long time when he saw Song Shiyun touching his bulging belly and worriedly saying: "What if I am born like you."
Huo Qi: "..."
Not like me, who do you want to be?
The tsundere, the sleazy drama queen, the sexy talker x the cool, old-fashioned brain circuit is strangely experienced
Huo Qi x Song Shiyun
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Zhao Cenxi penetrated into an article about robbing the crematorium tyrant.
The protagonist, Shou Cen Yuan, is a little white flower who had a miserable childhood and was dependent on others.
He is cool and handsome, like pines and cypresses in winter, attracting the attention of many big shots.
His adopted brother, the tyrant, became famous at a young age in the same school, and the tyrannical genius next door all had strange thoughts about him. In the end, he and the tyrant finally reached his ending after experiencing various sadomasochistic relationships.
The story has ups and downs, but it has nothing to do with Zhao Cenxi. He is just a passerby butler who is responsible for Ba Zonggong and says, "I haven't seen the young master so happy in a long time."
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But soon, Zhao Cenxi realized something was wrong.
First, the Overlord and Attacker called him into the study and asked him to change into a maid uniform. He did nothing all day long, sitting behind the mahogany table with his fingers clasped together and watching him polish his ink, his eyes dark under the lenses.
Then there was the tyrannical sweetheart next door who always kicked the football into his garden when he was watering it and ordered him to return it. I took the opportunity to lock him next door and not be able to come back for a whole day.
Finally, I discovered that the top of the list of reading live broadcast rooms that I usually used to make extra money was a young man who was famous for his gentleness and elegance.
Zhao Cenxi fell into silence as he watched the unsightly barrage that filled the screen.
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If this is strange, then the protagonist being comforted by Cen Yu can be called terrifying.
He has a withdrawn and arrogant temperament. During the day, he stands silently behind Zhao Cenxi who is doing housework, his eyes as indifferent as ice.
At night, he would walk into Zhao Cenxi's room, caress his neck and ask in a low voice: "How many people have touched you today?"
The protagonist of the original book is attacked by a change.
At the end of the year, a 19-year-old Jinjiang college student was attacked by a diamond, and a 26-year-old man saw through the world of society.
Mission: Hard work, self-reliance, and a better future together.
Reader comments
There is a typo. Only. It should be only.
And outside, this is the noodle.
What would it be if someone wanted to use it?
Master, are you praising yourself indirectly, praising yourself, or praising yourself... (What does it mean to praise yourself all the time?)
Your works are like the style you like. British aristocratic style is good:) Looking forward to the next episode. Come on.
There is a typo. Only. It should be only. And outside, this is the noodle. What would it be if someone wanted to use it? Master, are you praising yourself indirectly, praising yourself, or praising yourself... (What does it mean to praise yourself all the time?) Your works are like the style you like. British aristocratic style is good:) Looking forward to the next episode. Come on.