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On the surface, he is an obedient and loyal dog, but in reality he is paranoid. Black Snake
Provincial Liu: An Unconventional Book of Robbery
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I wonder if any of you have experienced meeting old acquaintances on the battlefield.
Yin Queqing had it before, and it was just now.
In fact, if it's a friend whom I haven't seen for many years, that's fine.
But this person in front of me...
Three years ago, they also slept in the same bed and cuddled up to each other.
Later, he returned to his hometown and had forgotten all about him.
Jiang Duanhe? She didn't remember the name three years ago.
Jiang Duanhe frowned slightly, thinking about many consequences.
I never expected that the person in front of me would even forget my own name.
But it doesn't matter.
At least at this moment, he could hold her in his arms and absorb the warmth from her body.
This is almost what he has wanted for his whole life.
Everything that happened later was also because of this warmth.
The tower towered into the clouds, which was the prison he built for her.
People in the world love birds, so they cut off their flight feathers.
Just to let her beautiful appearance and sweet singing voice never leave the square-inch golden cage.
Jiang Duanhe fell in love with Que Qing, and that was the case.
All her voices and smiles must be visible only to him, and all her joys and sorrows were born for him alone.
There was nothing Jiang Duanhe could do.
Who let him only have her, but she loved so many things.
Every time he thought about this, he felt so sad that he wished he could turn the hometown she cherished so much into ashes.
Fortunately, he already had great power at this time.
Jiang Duanhe knew very well about his homesick and gentle heart.
All he had to do was hold up a war report that recorded the war situation between the two countries in exchange for her overnight tenderness.
Although Yin Queqing was ashamed and angry, she still held the file in her hand tightly.
Her tone was slightly tinged with lust and not very steady.
He read aloud the battle report written by his ministers.
The text is serious, as for the sound...
Jiang Duanhe obviously had no intention of stopping what he was doing, and his expression was quite playful.
"Read it, why don't you read it?"
[Reading Guide] (more details in Chapter 1)
1. 1V1, double clean, a little bloody, outsiders (?);
2. The male protagonist has the body of a snake and the tail of a snake, and is mostly human-shaped (but he is a snake);
3. The heroine is innocent but not stupid (guaranteed). She is mentally resistant in the early stage and physically unable to refuse, but she really falls in love with the hero in the middle stage;
4. This article is more suitable for readers who like yandere and bad men, but the male protagonist has always been relatively humble emotionally, so it is not suitable for those who like absolute dominance and domineering bosses;
5. If you are angry, you can scold the author as much as you like, but please don't quarrel!
6. This article is not suitable for those who like strong women. The heroine is a cute but pitiful and unlucky girl. However, the author is determined not to engage in female competition. All characters have behavioral logic behind them.
7 [Highlight] The end is a real crematorium, even a crematorium is too much (sweat)
[The next book will be released soon] "Resurrection, my love!" Western Fantasy
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—This is a story about roses, about all kinds of roses.
[Chapter 1 Copywriting]
The most important thing for desserts is to savor them carefully. Sometimes they are served with bitter coffee or tea to dilute the excess sweetness.
"Oh, Miss Aiyanni, you..."
When Su Erhong wasn't paying attention, Ai Yanni stuffed the entire chestnut puree cherry cake into her mouth.
"Huh? ￥%&#*?"
Ai Yanni was struggling to swallow the cake. When Su Erhong called her, she could only raise her head and spit out some syllables with unknown meaning.
"It's okay."
Su Erhong smiled gently. After all, he was the one who wanted to bring this "uninvited guest" in.
None of them had expected it.
Later, Ayanni would stand up for a piece of cake.
Su Erhong, on the other hand, once again picked up the sharp knife that she had laid aside for many years for the sake of the roses that had nowhere to rest.
People who come to Dessert City should "not ask about the past and not talk about the future."
But after meeting Ai Yanni, Su Erhong knew that he would never let go of the past or the future.
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As a killer, Fushan Weir may have failed.
She knelt before her parents' tombs and felt deeply sorry for her unfilial piety.
"I'm sorry, father and mother, maybe the people will need someone like Mr. Zefico."
She didn't know that the Fried Zefiko she was talking about was hiding in the dark and heard all this.
Freed is already a man of great power, and he should not care about any of this.
But late that night, perhaps because he was too drunk, or perhaps because the sunset was too red, he didn't want to see the blood again.
"The people may need me, but Miss Fushan Will, I really need you."
He hugged her from behind and buried his face deeply in her wine-stained velvet skirt.
Demining
1. This book is extremely obsessed with telling stories about cold-blooded and powerful women. The male protagonist is a bit camera-y, and some male characters are a bit love-minded;
2. It's a bit of a middle school, with modern technology and magic coexisting, as well as Chinese elements, a bit of a mix;
3. Relying heavily on the description of characters and emotions.
Purpose: For the sake of freedom, everything can be thrown away
