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Xing Shao's beloved little ancestor
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Categories: words and feelings
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Her junior Xiao Jing was a high-cooled R&D genius who was drugged to death by someone's jealousy. At the critical moment, as Xiao Jing's thousand year old little ancestor she can only use the 'secret method of soul-swapping' to save her. The consequence is: two people completely change souls. No! Auntie I want to go back! A thousand years ago, the first person in the Xiao family of spiritual cultivation switched souls and came to modern times. Replacing Xiao Jing to carry the banner and realize the dream of 'Intelligent Everything', and by the way, for himself to be able to change back to the fa...
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Author: Teresa Wong ..
BFour pairs of parents and children of the usual three years, two generations of youthful years intersect with each other.
lit. the cold queen bewit..
Author: if..
BHave you ever heard of drunken fireworks? Confused memories, at the mercy of others, intoxicated. He is high above the world, but she is ordinary and common. He and she loved each other in the jianghu, but could not keep each other. She and he in the palace, but refused to be true to each other. Drunken fireworks, drunken fireworks. Who is the one who really loves her? Seeking and searching, uprooted. He wants to hold his hand, she also wants to grow old with her son.
He's under the stars...
Author: padding ..
BThe officers of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Lings City Branch had already gotten used to Xu Xing coming to deliver food to their boss from time to time, and while paying their respects to her, they all went against their conscience and said, "Although Team Han looks cold and unapproachable, he's actually both gentle and considerate, definitely a good man at home." Xu Xing recalled the image of the man rolling over in the morning when he was told to wake up, and asked with some doubt, "Is he cold?" the crowd had a look of the past...
Throne of Entertainment..
Author: Hong Kong tycoon..
BChen Fei accidentally obtains a time machine, giving him the ability to go back in time and travel through time and space. Sell novels, music, movies, comics and other entertainment resources from 2013 (Time A) to 2003 (Time B). Take cheap items from 2003 and bring them back to 2013. Travel back and forth through dual time zones and across the entertainment industry! The story of a down-on-his-luck writer who becomes a super giant in the entertainment industry. <br />
Let me eat with you...
Author: adamantium ring..
BTong Mingfei with the son left behind by his deceased sister, a person in this society to survive, while working and doing food video blogger, until one day she contacted the man who ranked first on the reward list ......
I'm playing the metaverse..
Author: sugar daddy..
BThere is an affliction called money that can't be spent. Living on the planet W Venus, Taichu was super rich in each of his bilocations in the Yuan Universe, and was one day away from withdrawing a huge sum of money from the Yuan Universe when the Yuan Universe collapsed due to some big shot messing up. In order to get the only chance to restore the Yuan Universe itself, Tai Chu had to accept the Tian Yi system mission to pamper her pups and squander trillions in the Yuan Universe. Only the Divine Immortal Realm caused her much distress...
Listen to the Princess's ..
Author: unsteady..
BThe comical food killer crosses over into the third young lady of the Flower family, the young lady who was kicked out of the house, hmmm! She messes with the prince, gets into the eyes of the emperor, and is pestered by the Taoist-bone immortal wind of the state master! Eating industry: huh ...... a certain prince hate to strangle her, not that women are cats, give a little sweetness on the go, why he was pampered or not with him, not with him even if the idea of escaping is to make a mess of which!
Song Feast Not Gotham..
Author: lit. accumulated snow awa..
BThe meeting of the two Songs, the Jingkang change, twenty years of running, forty years of vicissitudes, politically I have me, ideologically I have me, but historically I have no me, two lines of tears, half of the prophecy, half of the promise, for the sake of love or for the sake of the name?