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I married the guy next door after I ran away on the spot.
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Categories: words and feelings
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Accidentally dressed as a cannon fodder female match in a period text, the opening is on the way to riding a donkey for marriage. Ah, shucks! Marrying the white lotus heroine's step-sister to a "eunuch" lewd man? The brain-dead author forcibly downgraded intelligence supporting role, still think she is the weak cannon fodder? She'll have to return home and withdraw from the marriage! It doesn't smell good to get rich and start a business? "Daughter-in-law, they all say I eat your soft rice ......" villainous brown man but wrapped up...