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The Grumpy Beauty's Sweetheart
Once he woke up, Li Yu found that he had passed through the book, and he was also the cannon fodder monarch in the story "The Fake Court is Really Happy" In order to change the outcome of Xiang Shang's head being kicked as a ball, he focused on the protagonist... The enemy prince Lan Lin next to him Lan Lin's knife as the protagonist is cruel and bloodthirsty, inhumane and extremely cold-tempered. It can be said that the blood flowing from his body is not blood, but ice. In the original book,
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Mint Color "I'm not sure that I can be with you for the rest of my life." "That's why I have to love you hard every moment." "If I open up my sincerity, you will only see that it is unbearable." "At that time, could you still like me as much as you do now?" Despite the bad past, We should also find warmth in each other's broken personalities. Mint flavored cool school bully x sultry and shy oil painting girl In that painting, there is a boy eating mints instead of smoking. It is the most unforgettable 1Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Naruto's Red Flower After she lost her parents in the war, she met the most important person in her life There is a young man with the same dark soul as her, and he wants to take her to the end of the world There was a man who tried his best to save her, and he wanted to keep her and never leave her Choose forgiveness or revenge? Choose betrayal or confession? Wipe away the tears, bear everything and move forward bravely Or is it Bleeding, the wound of resentment never heals She is a ninja, but she is also an ordi 1Favorites69Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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I'm Just a Little Cabbage Temporary lock Intention: Even in adversity, there will always be light —Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Not the Same After All "The sky is blue and the sky is yellow, the ground is yellow, the west wind is strong, the wild geese from the north are flying south, who comes in the morning and is drunk in the frost forest?" The person on the stage opened his mouth and said slowly, with a soft voice, like a mountain stream turning thousands of times, like wine entering a sad heart, cutting through the night, and going straight into the soul. Among the lights and figures, I seemed to see flying sleeves. "Girl, the play has st —Favorites138Clicks/ch—Nutrition