Zongheng Female Channel

Imaginary | Machiavellian | Time Travel | Counter-routine | Layout flow | Sinister | Multiple heroines | Group portraits | Drama | Upgrade flow | No system He has been wearing a green robe for four years, one official is thin, and he has lived in the world of seven grades. Suddenly looking back, everyone in the boudoir holds treasures. There is a woman who can glimpse into yesterday's dream, and there is a woman who wears clothes and exotic treasures with her. You should also laugh, the magic talisman prompts you, and you fight for beauty several times. One after another. At the separation and separation of the divine light, the drunk will be drunk, and the awake will be true. There is a close friend who cares about each other and a promise of love. The sleeves and hands have not been broken, borrowed at leisure, and spread with many skills. The clouds are far away, the sky is breaking through the walls, and I am the only one who is in charge. (A slow-burning drama, with power as its backbone and love as its veins. The protagonist is self-interested, but not ruthless; he is full of beauties, most of whom are passers-by. Breaking through the wall, getting colder and colder as he goes, and eventually walking alone. It is not a fast-paced and refreshing novel, so read with caution.)