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Fucked with the Paranoid Eunuch
The full text is four pieces, thank you little angels for supporting the original version. Next door, please pre-accept the articles "He's with Paranoid Zhongshu" and "California White Moth" ~ Copywriting of this article: Ning You stepped into the capital again seven years later, preparing to drink tea and read the newspaper while lying down. As a result, he didn't even lie down for a day before he was forced into the house by a fair-skinned and beautiful eunuch. Ning You: "..." "... What a
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He Was with Paranoid Zhongshu
Abstinence feudal big daddy x meets a heroine who loves a girl When Lian Jiu woke up with an extra system in her mind, she realized that she was the cannon fodder in this novel. What a cannon fodder, let's put it this way, there are only two words mentioning her at the beginning of the whole book - Di Beng, she is the emperor. Lian Jiu: "..." As a puppet emperor, everyone hated her because her ancestors had committed too many sins and her son inherited the father's debt. After all, everyone w
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Sunflower on Beaker "An unknown meteorite landed on the earth. Nuclear radiation caused the genetic mutation of all human beings and differentiated into three genders, ABO and ABO. The taste of pheromones was the last thing eaten before the meteorite landed. The whole world is in chaos. What are you?" I was waiting for the experimental results and casually wrote about toluene in the comment area. Then I turned off my phone and picked up the beaker. The next second I turned into a beaker. Cui Yan:? ? ? This world 10Favorites194Clicks/ch1Nutrition
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California White Moth Jiang Yan walked out of the dilapidated research institute door carrying a silver incubator. The wind in the evening was still hot. She wiped her sweat, raised her sleeves to block the sunlight above her head, and said hello to a senior brother who was walking towards her. "Junior sister, are you going back today? What time is the bus?" "Nine o'clock in the evening." Thinking of the bus ride that would take at least three hours later, Jiang Yan's face felt like a bitter melon, not to mention 7Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition