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Gan Luo picked up Platycodon and was about to run away. Unexpectedly, she was pulled into someone's arms by her collar. She turned around and glared at him: "You pretended to be unconscious and I didn't even catch you. What's wrong with me giving you a pot of Platycodon?" Zhang Xiao took care of her height and leaned down slightly, "You still Are you embarrassed to mention my coma? "You don't know what you did at that time?" "I... I didn't do anything at that time." Gan Luoergen gritted her teeth, but she felt confident. How could she know that this person would fight to settle the score? "What do you mean, what you said then doesn't count?" Zhang Xiao refused to let her go. She raised her eyes and looked at the face in front of her that was causing harm to the country and the people, her little face turned red and she frowned: "Count." Zhang Xiao raised his lips slightly, very satisfied, and grabbed Gan Luo, "I can give it to you, but, girl, if you die... How should I deal with you?" "How can I die?" Gan Luo shook his head obediently, and said firmly: "It must be better than yours!" Zhang Xiao looked at her eyes. Star, pinched her cheek, "That's good. After all, Platycodon, I will only send one person in my life." [Platycodon Flower Language] - Unchanged Love [Type of this article] Fresh, sweet (can be said to be very sweet), detective and suspense (the kind of falling in love while investigating a case, the case will be resolved to the end, the heroine Gan Luo herself is the main clue) [Book Club Number] 884518834

"Southern Girl" The wind from the south disturbs the rippling green waves·Beside the field road, there is a girl. She has the color of the fields, the leaves fall on her shoulders with autumn eyes, and melancholy sweeps across her eyebrows. She has a winter secret hidden by the late autumn·South The wind is very long, pulling the kite's string far away, pulling on longing, disturbing confusion, opening the door curtain, and ringing the bell (la la la...)·Girls in the south still remember that year in the north where the thick white snow buried their hometown under the winter wheat.

[Also known as this book]: "The Butcher" "There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness, death, love and separation, resentment and hatred, not being able to ask for anything, and the five negative emotions are strong; but there is no suffering, no disaster, who can come to save me from the suffering... Ephie, I can't ask for it" [Give me a few words for reference: martial arts/romance/oriental fantasy/have cp/a bit sadistic/the writing style does not belong to the gentle category]