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穿成秦良玉：率白杆兵守大明
Xiaofeng Who Doesn't Like Reading
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妹抢走凤命，我把万鬼煞气送给她
Xiaofeng Who Doesn't Like Reading
In my previous life, I was identified as a born phoenix, but my luck was stolen by my sister using the horoscope system. She wore a phoenix crown to marry the prince, and I was treated as a broom star. Finally, I was burned to death on the altar. Once I was reborn, I went to the mass graves before my fate was measured and I was covered in evil spirit. On the day of the ceremony, my sister was so excited that she grabbed my birth date. When she saw thunder falling from the sky and hitting her, her face turned black! My parents were fainted, my sister was anxious, and I laughed.
In my previous life, I was identified as a born phoenix, but my luck was stolen by my sister using the horoscope system. She wore a phoenix crown to marry the prince, and I was treated as a broom star. Finally, I was burned to death on the altar. Once I was reborn, I went to the mass graves before my fate was measured and I was covered in evil spirit. On the day of the ceremony, my sister was so excited that she grabbed my birth date. When she saw thunder falling from the sky and hitting her, her face turned black! My parents were fainted, my sister was anxious, and I laughed.
未婚生子后，前任逼我复婚
Xiaofeng Who Doesn't Like Reading
When Wen Cun left the school after graduation, he held a cigarette between his fingertips and handed it over. His movements were so skillful that it was blinding. He smiled carelessly at the corner of his lips: "When I look for a wife in the future, I will never look for someone who smokes afterward." My throat suddenly became tight, sour and clogged, and I asked hoarsely why. He spat out white mist, his eyes were clear and indifferent, and he said with heart-wrenching words: "Su Wan, I like pure things." These words were like a needle, piercing the last bit of luck in my three-year relationship. I didn't bother him anymore, turned around and cut off all contact with him. From then on, we had no contact with each other and no news from him. We met again on the day I joined the company. He was sitting on the president's seat wearing a high-end suit and had a stern look on his face. He became my immediate boss. The embarrassments from the past came flooding back, and I didn't dare to stay longer. I handed in my resignation the next day, but he blocked me in the empty office. He leaned against the door, playing with the lighter with his fingertips, looking at me with a serious look, and his tone was a bit playful and beguiling: "It's been five years, do it again?" I lowered my eyes and stared at the shoes, avoiding his burning gaze. My voice was calm, but with unquestionable determination: "No, I have to pick up the kids from school." [Running with the ball + chasing my wife in the crematorium + assists from the cute baby, completely sobering up after being abused to the extreme]
When Wen Cun left the school after graduation, he held a cigarette between his fingertips and handed it over. His movements were so skillful that it was blinding. He smiled carelessly at the corner of his lips: "When I look for a wife in the future, I will never look for someone who smokes afterward." My throat suddenly became tight, sour and clogged, and I asked hoarsely why. He spat out white mist, his eyes were clear and indifferent, and he said with heart-wrenching words: "Su Wan, I like pure things." These words were like a needle, piercing the last bit of luck in my three-year relationship. I didn't bother him anymore, turned around and cut off all contact with him. From then on, we had no contact with each other and no news from him. We met again on the day I joined the company. He was sitting on the president's seat wearing a high-end suit and had a stern look on his face. He became my immediate boss. The embarrassments from the past came flooding back, and I didn't dare to stay longer. I handed in my resignation the next day, but he blocked me in the empty office. He leaned against the door, playing with the lighter with his fingertips, looking at me with a serious look, and his tone was a bit playful and beguiling: "It's been five years, do it again?" I lowered my eyes and stared at the shoes, avoiding his burning gaze. My voice was calm, but with unquestionable determination: "No, I have to pick up the kids from school." [Running with the ball + chasing my wife in the crematorium + assists from the cute baby, completely sobering up after being abused to the extreme]