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Wait for Him to Come Back
Youth Fiction待他归来
Leave Sugar Under The Knife
The work of the popular author "Leave a Sugar under the Knife" to regain its reputation after breaking the mirror, "Cool Music Teacher VS Affectionate Undercover Police", the original name on the Internet is "When the Undercover Retires", an exclusive 10,000-word extra has been added! After being undercover for eight years, Ning Lin was alone when she returned. Everyone said he was dead, but Kuang Yuchan didn't believe it - they clearly had a lot to say, so how could he die suddenly. She waited stubbornly for eight years, like driftwood, floating in the ocean of the world. Finally, he escaped from the swamp and returned to the world. Kuang Yutian's wait finally got a response. She found that only Ning Lin could let her burn herself easily. She still loves Ning Lin. Live one day, love one day.
The work of the popular author "Leave a Sugar under the Knife" to regain its reputation after breaking the mirror, "Cool Music Teacher VS Affectionate Undercover Police", the original name on the Internet is "When the Undercover Retires", an exclusive 10,000-word extra has been added! After being undercover for eight years, Ning Lin was alone when she returned. Everyone said he was dead, but Kuang Yuchan didn't believe it - they clearly had a lot to say, so how could he die suddenly. She waited stubbornly for eight years, like driftwood, floating in the ocean of the world. Finally, he escaped from the swamp and returned to the world. Kuang Yutian's wait finally got a response. She found that only Ning Lin could let her burn herself easily. She still loves Ning Lin. Live one day, love one day.

Ruan Qingmeng, is That You?
Youth Fiction阮清梦,是你吗
Leave Sugar Under The Knife
Ruan Qingmeng had a dream. In her sweet dream, there was a boy she had secretly loved for many years, and she couldn't help but fall in love with him. I never thought that the dream was my dream, but the other person also had the memory of the dream! At this moment, people were standing in front of her to calculate the ledger, and she was very panicked. "Ruan Qingmeng, it's you, right? Every time you provoke me, you either run away or disappear?" Huh? What's the meaning? He didn't seem to be here to settle matters with her. "I've been waiting for you for a long time." His tone was stubborn, "Don't disappear again, never... Promise me that you will take me with you wherever you go."
Ruan Qingmeng had a dream. In her sweet dream, there was a boy she had secretly loved for many years, and she couldn't help but fall in love with him. I never thought that the dream was my dream, but the other person also had the memory of the dream! At this moment, people were standing in front of her to calculate the ledger, and she was very panicked. "Ruan Qingmeng, it's you, right? Every time you provoke me, you either run away or disappear?" Huh? What's the meaning? He didn't seem to be here to settle matters with her. "I've been waiting for you for a long time." His tone was stubborn, "Don't disappear again, never... Promise me that you will take me with you wherever you go."

Red Makeup
Youth Fiction红妆
Leave Sugar Under The Knife
The popular author Leaves Sugar under the Knife's classic sweet and cruel ancient saying, the gentle and jade-like "little medical fairy" from the Central Plains meets the ruthless "female Rakshasa" from southern Xinjiang. Red makeup, red makeup. She is like the sun that never sets in the desert of southern Xinjiang, with fire in her heart and desolation everywhere she goes. Her senior sister is her only weakness and the reason why she came to the Central Plains for revenge. She didn't expect to meet Ji Hanchu, that young man as precious and pure as the moon in the sky, lighting up the wasteland in her heart. But he and she are different after all. Her hatred can't change his righteousness, and his love can't change her heart. "Mr. Ji San, three glasses of wine. Firstly, I wish you good health and a long life. Secondly, I wish you and Miss Yin will grow old together and have children and grandchildren. Thirdly, I wish we can live in peace and happiness in different parts of the world. I wish you never think of me. From now on, I wish you good health and long life, and we will never see each other again."
The popular author Leaves Sugar under the Knife's classic sweet and cruel ancient saying, the gentle and jade-like "little medical fairy" from the Central Plains meets the ruthless "female Rakshasa" from southern Xinjiang. Red makeup, red makeup. She is like the sun that never sets in the desert of southern Xinjiang, with fire in her heart and desolation everywhere she goes. Her senior sister is her only weakness and the reason why she came to the Central Plains for revenge. She didn't expect to meet Ji Hanchu, that young man as precious and pure as the moon in the sky, lighting up the wasteland in her heart. But he and she are different after all. Her hatred can't change his righteousness, and his love can't change her heart. "Mr. Ji San, three glasses of wine. Firstly, I wish you good health and a long life. Secondly, I wish you and Miss Yin will grow old together and have children and grandchildren. Thirdly, I wish we can live in peace and happiness in different parts of the world. I wish you never think of me. From now on, I wish you good health and long life, and we will never see each other again."

Its Fog
Youth Fiction其雾
Leave Sugar Under The Knife
Liuliu remembered that in the spring of that year, the peach blossoms in the General's Mansion were in full bloom, and the man hugged her tightly amid the petals flying in the sky. In the same year, war broke out and dark clouds descended on the city. She was thrown outside the door, screaming at the sky and the earth. In the sea of blood and corpses, she saw the fog in the sky, but in her heart she thought of the peach blossoms in the general's mansion. "If the princess likes it, the peach blossoms in the general's mansion will belong to the princess from now on." "What's the truth? How can I say that if I like peach blossoms, the peach blossoms belong to me? It's not like banditry." "What if it's because Taohua also likes you?" The moment the fog cleared, he awakened the spring in her heart with a sprig of peach blossoms. Even if he is doomed, he will never regret it.
Liuliu remembered that in the spring of that year, the peach blossoms in the General's Mansion were in full bloom, and the man hugged her tightly amid the petals flying in the sky. In the same year, war broke out and dark clouds descended on the city. She was thrown outside the door, screaming at the sky and the earth. In the sea of blood and corpses, she saw the fog in the sky, but in her heart she thought of the peach blossoms in the general's mansion. "If the princess likes it, the peach blossoms in the general's mansion will belong to the princess from now on." "What's the truth? How can I say that if I like peach blossoms, the peach blossoms belong to me? It's not like banditry." "What if it's because Taohua also likes you?" The moment the fog cleared, he awakened the spring in her heart with a sprig of peach blossoms. Even if he is doomed, he will never regret it.

Dense and Scattered
Youth Fiction氤氲散
Leave Sugar Under The Knife
He awakened the spring in her heart with a sprig of peach blossom. At that moment, her heart was filled with flowers, everything was in full bloom, and all the good scenery in the world was in his eyes. The river in Shangjing, the street with full moon, and the bamboo in the quiet forest suddenly lost their color. It was during the light rain of apricot blossoms that year that Jiang Huai became a good swordsman. Countless petals fell down as his figure swayed. His figure was slim and slender, and the cold sword danced in his hand so beautifully, while she sat on the edge and watched him quietly.
He awakened the spring in her heart with a sprig of peach blossom. At that moment, her heart was filled with flowers, everything was in full bloom, and all the good scenery in the world was in his eyes. The river in Shangjing, the street with full moon, and the bamboo in the quiet forest suddenly lost their color. It was during the light rain of apricot blossoms that year that Jiang Huai became a good swordsman. Countless petals fell down as his figure swayed. His figure was slim and slender, and the cold sword danced in his hand so beautifully, while she sat on the edge and watched him quietly.