I Rely on My Ability to Make a Living [Quickly Wear]

[I wish all my babies a happy day and everything goes well! [I'm working hard on coding (hehe!), Please save it~] [Male protagonist] [Warning! A large part of the focus is on the heroine. In some worlds, the career line of the heroine is more numerous or even accounts for half of the page. * Xie Qianyue has been a bachelor for thousands of years and a villain for thousands of years. After being the main character and fighting alone for nearly a thousand years, she finally wore it again and became a soft-boiled man who abandoned his wife and children one after another. The soft rice is good, fragrant, soft and chewy without any effort. Xie Qianyue, who had worked hard for thousands of lives, burst into tears. Just... Who can tell me why there are so many obstacles? There is nothing I can do. As the most competent "helper", I will just help clean it up. * 80 Green Tea Sister-in-law's eyes were full of love, she pulled Xie Qianyue and looked at him with admiration: "Qianyue, although everyone is... But I believe that you can become the most outstanding writer!" Xie Qianyue slapped him, then turned to complain to the heroine: "Baby, she scolded me!" My sister-in-law's eyes widened: I'm not, I didn't! The heroine: Didn't listen, guarded Xie Qianyue behind her cautiously, pinched the stone with her bare hands, and frowned in warning. There is something unspeakable about green tea: sudden. * Female The north wind is raging and the snow is flying. A certain prime minister was wearing a robe and a large cloak, holding a folding fan, standing in the wind. Although he was thin, he looked like an elegant gentleman. With a smile on her face, she stretched out her hand as smooth as white jade, and Shi Shiran said hello to Xie Qianyue: "This must be Mr. Xie, I'm..." Xie Qianyue: Wow—— Sick. Xie Qianyue held the heater in his hand, wrapped his fur coat tightly, walked in a hurry, and passed by her without looking. A certain prime minister: His outstretched hand stopped in the air, a gust of cold wind blew by, and he sneezed unconsciously. A few days later, news came from the Prime Minister's Mansion. The prime minister was infected with wind and cold and became seriously ill and could not be cured: Sudden illness. * Interstellar A certain villain sneered and mocked: "Just him? Even a fool deserves your protection." Xie Qianyue, who was called a fool, shrank to the side. When he heard this, he retreated in order to advance. He turned around and blamed himself and said to the heroine: "Did I cause trouble for you?" When the heroine saw this, she turned around and cursed angrily: "Password, don't you think I'll kick you in the head if you don't do anything clean all day? I think I've been too tempered recently and I've given you face! *&...%&*..." The villain who was scolded to death: Su —— Xie Moxi was brought up by Xie Qianyue since he was a child. It was he who gave him his name, he changed his diapers, and he was the one who was present even when called as a parent. Seeing the extremely virtuous Xie Qianyue busy in the garden, little Xie Moxi has made up his mind since he was a child that he would marry Xie Qianyue home when he grows up. As a result, before she grew up, the man she wanted to marry had an accident and became an unconscious vegetable. Sixteen-year-old Xie Moxi accepted this reality in just one night. Change direction, engage in research and development, and start a company. In just five years, preliminary results have been obtained in treating vegetative patients through virtual reality and brain interface technology. I originally wanted to be on the safe side and wait until the test results were stable before I intervened and treated Xie Qianyue, but his condition suddenly worsened. In desperation, Xie Moxi had no choice but to bring a few clinical volunteers to act as "pullers" and enter his subconscious. However... Brother, please stop reading some bloody novels! ! ! Tips: The heroine is a person. Demining: Contains pseudo-bone. Updates are daily. Don't miss it when you pass by, collect it as it is fragrant and soft - delicious and sweet - Beauty, would you like a collection? Come one, come one. Handsome guy, do you want one too? OK! Thanks for collecting. I'm selling my collection—the fragrant and sweet collection— ————————The following is received in advance———————— "Real and Fake Daughter?" No, it's the sick sisters" BIG x BIG Wild grass is a real daughter x uninhibited and open-minded adventure fake daughter Tang Wu, a freshman in high school, spends his days entertaining cats and dogs, nibbling steamed buns, and occasionally collecting protection fees from evil forces. He lives a carefree and comfortable life. Until that day. "What? You said I'm a real daughter?!" … With one step of his long legs, Tang Wu got out of the car consciously and elegantly. He looked up and saw that the air around him was fresh, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. The greenery was very good, but there was no residential house in sight. "Are you going to ask me to climb a mountain when we first meet?" Tang Wu hesitated for a long time and came to this nonsensical conclusion, and the people in front of him felt a familiar headache. … Knowing that the entire mountainside was her home, Tang Wu's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand and pointed forward. "Can the apples from this tree be sold?" After a few seconds of weird silence, Tang Wu got a positive answer. "Oh my god! For ten yuan a piece, I'm going to be rich!" … After finally seeing the main entrance of the villa, after entering the villa, a girl about the same age as Tang Wu appeared in the empty living room. This is... Tang Wu's eyes lit up. "Sister——" The next second, an equally excited voice sounded in the villa, overlapping with Tang Wu's call like a duet. "Sister——" There is no cp, the two sisters are not a pair, the main line is family love. The timeline is mainly in high school, studying hard and not falling in love, with a little fan girl and a little fan brother. Purpose: Don't limit your life to just one choice