I broke my arm on the way to work. Please give me two months to sort out the outline...
Fuyan was entangled by someone.
To be precise, he stalked that person.
Senior old fox fucks a bit and fucks up the tsundere
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When Fu Yan first came to the mortal world, he was forced to be "hero rescued". The person who saved him was a shameless person named Ning Wuzhou.
"I saved you, should you repay me in return?"
"What do you want?"
I just want money.
"As the ancients said, 'If you don't need money, you will need your life.' How about... How about you lend yourself to me?"
Fuyan:?
By chance, I learned that Ning Wuzhou seemed to be in poor health.
The person who used to be able to fight Fu Yan in two moves is now coughing every two steps and gasping after three steps, the same kind he has had since he was a child.
"I have been in poor health since I was a child, and my junior brother wants to protect me."
Isn't it just illness? It's a trivial matter.
Fuyan patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, leave it to me."
Later, the weak man who couldn't take care of himself held a man's neck in his hand, and the man's head was tilted to one side in a strange posture.
It seems to be broken.
Fuyan:......
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"Aren't you in good health?"
The next moment, Ning Wuzhou immediately leaned against the door frame and gasped: "I'm injured and can't stand up. Help me."
He raised his hand to wipe off the blood of others on his face, closed his eyes, and fell down.
Fuyan looked at a room full of people lying on the ground unable to move, and Ning Wuzhou pretending to be fainted in his arms, and thought "?" In his heart.
Are you dazzled?
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One day, Ning Wuzhou put down his wine glass and pressed Fu Yan. The strength of a man who could usually eat medicine suddenly increased, and he was unable to move under the pressure.
Fuyan was drunk, looked at his face, and unconsciously shouted: "Ning Yuan, Ning Yuan."
Ning Wuzhou paused and said, "Who is Ning Yuan...?"
Huh? Think of me as a substitute?
"I hope my little phoenix will spread its wings and travel for nine days, soaring up to ninety thousand miles.
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Note: Shuangjie, 1v1, has less plot in heaven and more in the mortal world!
The writing is not good, and all the unreasonable plots are made up by me. Don't take it seriously. Thank you!
No stand-ins!
Pre-collection of "Immortal Lord Please Look Back and Smile" Half-Ghost, Half-Immortal Gong
Intention: How can I say that I have no clothes? Be in the same robe as your son
