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End of text Big lady vs poor boy | Overnight stay | Campus to city | Micro group portrait | Slow style During the summer vacation of the first year of high school, my father brought home a boy. Wearing a ridiculously tacky shirt, he stood in front of him without saying a word, his pupils blacker than carbon filled with vigilance and defense. Yu Yan thought of an animal—— Doberman. A violent dog banned in the city. It has a cold appearance, strong muscles, keen alertness and high endurance. It is also a commonly used military dog ​​due to its high obedience. Of course, it has full attack power when it explodes. In layman's terms, it's high quality, has potential, and looks tame. But you don't know when it will suddenly jump up and bite you. She was eager to give him a try and quickly put the "submissive" reins on him. He never thought that after the college entrance examination was over, he changed his choice without authorization and refused to study in the same university as her. With red eyes, she begged for the first time in her life: "I swear I will never make you angry again, why can't you be with me..." Thinking of everything in the past, Li Yan could only sneer: "Miss, I am not your dog." - Many years later. After three drinks at the class reunion, everyone laughed and talked about the situation. Only Li Yan, who was single, was fascinated by the only empty seat. Friends who knew the inside story shook their heads and sighed: "There is no way she will come back." "I know." Li Yan said calmly. "Do you regret it?" Li Yan lit a cigarette between his fingers and didn't speak for a long time. The friend knew the answer and was curious: "If you could turn back time, how far would you be willing to go for her?" Li Yan took out his cigarette and thought deeply. To what extent? Probably. Be her dog regardless. Reading Guide ■Slow hot style, neither male nor female protagonist is a perfect character ■There are many private settings, all serving the plot ------------------- Next book "Rough Relationships" Copywriting Coming out of another man's room, Li Huaixi met her boyfriend who was dressed in air-conditioning. After a moment of stagnant air, she lowered her head and continued to adjust her skirt. After being entangled for several years and not knowing anything else, Jiang Yu, who is like a god in the eyes of everyone, is not only a moral guardian, but also an outrageous germaphobe. Very good. This relationship that she had coerced and coerced was finally coming to an end. Jiang Yu looked at her coldly and asked, "Why?" After being scrutinized by the man's cold and contemptuous gaze for too long, Li Huaixi raised his head in dissatisfaction and said confidently: "I was just greedy, is that wrong?" Jiang Yu nodded without saying a word, his hands in his trouser pockets as if he didn't want to touch the same air as the garbage. As expected, Li Huaixi raised his feet to leave, but was grabbed tightly the next second. Just when she thought she was about to experience a storm of moral criticism. The cold face smiled slightly: "That's right." "Only being a third person is wrong." Pseudo brother and sister/Boarding/The flower of the high mountain under the altar A hodgepodge of dog blood Mission: The world is full of love