Sleeping Beauty's Dreamland Tales

I want to see their sweet daily life ah ah ah ah ah

Finished spreading flowers! Congratulations on the completion! I kind of want to read the story of Yiyi learning the piano before, I want to see Xie Tongchen and Yiyi when they were teenagers, and I also want to see the if line of the two of them without the ghost stories in dreams. In short, I am greedy and want to see a lot.

The ending was completely caught off guard ah ah ah ah ah

Shivering, this direction is a bit scary. If there were no hallucinations or dreams, would Yiyi have already died? This twisted person is probably Yiyi, so she is the source. Ah, I hope my guess is wrong.

Not enough articles? Please order, adults! What you write in the next book is in your little hands of collecting and voting! "Doted by the Evil God" Gentle girl x immoral evil god Also known as I save the world by raising dogs Xu Luoluo was frail and sickly since she was a child, and was predicted that she would not live to be twenty years old. In my memory, her family always took her everywhere, whether she was a doctor in a hospital or a temple. Finally, when she was about to turn twenty, her mother took her to ask for a clay fetus from a legendary god. The clay body has no human form, and it is said that human souls are needed for him to become an immortal. What is a soul? Xu Luoluo didn't know either, she just felt that something was wrong with her life. The furnishings in the room always change positions inexplicably, and the clean clothes become wet and sticky... Ruoyouruowu's gaze, holding her pale hand at the critical moment... Until Xu Luoluo suddenly felt herself being hugged and touched by a cold body in the middle of the night. She couldn't bear it anymore. After sending the mud tire away and returning it to no avail, she became cruel and smashed the mud tire in the bathroom. "Why are you so cruel?" The evil god who broke free from the mud breathed out cold breath, and the tip of his scarlet tongue touched her earlobe: "I am the monster you raised..." Xu Luoluo was cold all over and couldn't say a word. During the first hundred years that the evil god was trapped in the mud, he vowed to fulfill all the wishes of those who saved him. During the tenth hundred years when the evil god was trapped in the mud, he vowed to destroy the people who saved him and the entire world. Later, when faced with Xu Luoluo's doubts, Xie Shen looked at the sky and the ground as if nothing had happened, and denied for three consecutive times: "I'm not, I didn't, I didn't think so." According to legend, after the evil god shapes a human being, he will destroy the world and bring disaster to the world. The Taoist priest who sent the evil god by mistake went to Xu Luoluo to get the mud tire back, but he only saw the handsome evil god who was diligently serving the girl. Taoist Master: ... Aren't you going to destroy the world? (Sweat profusely) (wipe sweat) Evil God: Huh? Taoist priest, I am not an idle god, I want to be a dog for my wife (waving a rag) (busy up and down) "Deliberate Fall" Fake daughter x presiding judge Bai Nian knew that he was a fake daughter since he was a child. It wasn't that she was carried by the wrong person or that she was replaced. She was adopted and was the real daughter's scapegoat. But it didn't matter, she knew she was lucky enough. Her luck had played a role in all of life's crossroads. She was lucky to be saved when she was pushed into the water by a playmate as a child. When she was a child, she was lucky enough to escape the bullying of a small group in an aristocratic school, and she could always pick up review books with perfect answers. She fell ill in college, started a business, and rented an apartment. She was lucky enough to receive a huge sum of money to solve her urgent needs. But her luck failed when she was falsely accused by her family of being involved in a financial crime dispute. In desperation, a lawyer friend helped her introduce a young prosecutor general. The man's uniform is straight and the collar is buttoned to the top. He is serious and rigid. Only a small rose in his front pocket slightly softens his inhumanity. "Ms. Bai, do you want my help?" The prosecutor-general looked dignified, like the most unattainable god, offering alms to the downtrodden. But he didn't want everything. He smiled slightly, but there was no pity or sympathy in that smile, it was just an exchange of interests. The prosecutor leaned close to her panicked face and breathed hotly: "We have agreed to marry. We each get what we need." ... Just another bad thing in a life of bad luck. I'm used to bad luck and don't care. Bai Nian thought so. Even if she is threatened, framed, or hunted, Bai Nian doesn't care, but she wants revenge. Until her adoptive parents' company went bankrupt and the real daughter who wanted her to be her scapegoat went to jail. Bai Nian dragged his luggage to say goodbye to the man. She is leaving the city, her grudges are settled, and she wants to start over. The usually calm and steady man had lost his grace. The air ticket and agreement were torn to pieces, and the confidential documents of the procuratorate were scattered on the floor. However, Bai Nian was carried onto the expensive dark mahogany desk. Hard, cold, and as shuddering to the touch as his majestic uniform. In the chaos, his kiss and breath were hot, and he murmured: "Niannian, look at me again." It was not until later that Bai Nian realized that it had always been him. He was the one who saved her life in the swimming pool, he was the one who protected her from being bullied while studying, and he was the one who carefully arranged for her to win the lottery, so that she would not have to suffer for money in a strange city. He helped her redress her injustice, helped her sign the guarantee and supervision process, helped her find connections to start a business, and even helped her find her separated parents. But he didn't ask for anything, he just wanted her to have her way.

This, it turns out the answer has been told to me a long time ago

It's over. After encountering something similar, I can no longer use this kind of plot... Maybe the reader always knows that the protagonist will not hurt his sweetheart, and if there is no danger, it is just fun, but the reality is not necessarily the case.

Love the new article! Come on big

Ahhhh it's over so quickly ahhhh it's not enough

Finished spreading flowers!! I really like this work by Teacher Ti