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In a foreign continent, the rise of mankind and racial struggles. In order to fight for living space, mankind fights bloody battles with alien races.

There is a floating teahouse in this world, wandering in three directions and six realms. Only deep despair can make it stay. I am the proprietress of this teahouse. If you have the chance to meet me, I promise you a cup of tea, Make you a wish. -------- Ps: This is written by the author with itchy hands. It's a bit dark, so I don't want to read it with caution. This article does not necessarily have a romance, or even a male protagonist. So. Be careful! Be careful! Be careful!

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He is the president of Shengye Consortium. She is the precious daughter of the Yan family. The two of them met because of an accident. From then on, the president of Shengye Consortium followed her every day. (In the living room, a woman was slumped on the sofa playing with her tablet. "Where's Madam?" Housekeeper: "Madam has been staying in the living room since she came back from outside. She seems to be in a bad mood." Ye Po looked towards the living room and finished thinking, who made the little ancestor angry again? The durian was on the table, and his knees hurt unconsciously. He said to the butler, "Go down and have a rest. Don't let anyone come to the living room." "Okay, Master." The butler smiled in his heart. Who knew that Mr. Ye, who was majestic outside, was also a henpecked master at home.)