<div class="chapter-content">
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_01.js"></script>
 </div>
 When Zhang Xiaohua brought the food to Song Zhiwen's room, he was sleeping soundly with his head covered. She put the dishes on the bedside table and called softly, "Zhiwen, Zhiwen?"
 After calling twice, but there was no movement, she said, "Get up, have breakfast, you must be hungry, right?"
 Song Zhiwen murmured, moved in the quilt for a while, then lifted the quilt, rubbed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mother, I have a headache."
 "What's the matter?" Zhang Xiaohua hastily stepped forward to touch his forehead: "I don't have a fever, did it rain last night and caught a cold, I ate my meal, I will go to the village to see the doctor later, and get some medicine."
 Song Zhiwen frowned: "I don't know, it's just a headache, don't go to see a doctor, don't take medicine, I'll just lie down after eating."
 Zhang Xiaohua sat by the bed and said, "I don't feel well, so what if I don't take medicine? What if it gets serious?"
 Song Zhiwen leaned against the bed and said in a low voice: "It costs money to see a doctor and get medicine. Our family doesn't have much money, and our school fees are not enough. Anyway, taking medicine is useless, so it's better not to take it. If you don’t have enough money, it’s better to keep it for your mother to tear off her clothes, it’s been a long time since my mother has worn new clothes.”
 Zhang Xiaohua is both relieved and distressed. Of the three sons, this son is the only one who is caring. Why is he in such poor health? She touched his head and said, "My mother is already old, it's okay if you don't wear new clothes, you don't feel well. , should I see the doctor or see the doctor, mother knows your filial piety."
 Song Zhiwen snorted: "Mother, I know my own body, I'm really fine, maybe I'll be fine after eating and sleeping."
 Seeing the disapproval on Zhang Xiaohua's face, he hugged her arm: "Mother, the doctor said that taking too much medicine is not good. My body is mainly dependent on support, and school will start soon. Raise, lest you can't keep up with your studies in the future, what do you think?"
 Hearing her youngest son mention going to school, she looked puzzled and her face sank slightly: "I looked at your grandfather and said that he didn't intend to let Er Cunzi do farm work at home. I just said during breakfast that you have a good memory, and Er Cunzi was caught by Er Cunzi." Cun Zi crossed over, and your grandparents didn't say anything."
 Song Zhiwen's hostility flashed across his body, his eyes flickered, and he said sullenly: "If only I was as strong as my elder brother and second brother, then I could do heavy work, and I wouldn't have to go to school. It's my body." Disappointing."
 Zhang Xiaohua couldn't see her beloved youngest son looking so depressed, she gritted her teeth: "Read, I will study this year, even if I borrow money, I will send you to school to study."
 Song Zhiwen hesitated and said, "Everyone's life is hard at home, who wants to borrow money to go out?"
 Zhang Xiaohua looked at him and said: "Don't worry, mother can lend you money." Thinking in her heart, when she is free, she will go to her mother's house and ask her parents, elder brother and second brother, or at least there are two younger sisters.
 Song Zhiwen asked hesitantly, "Where are your grandparents?"
 Zhang Xiaohua waved her hand: "You don't have to worry about them, as long as they can borrow money, they won't say anything."
 After so many years, she still knows her parents-in-law. As long as she treats a few children well, they will support them.
 Song Zhiwen hummed.
 "Hurry up and eat, the food is getting cold." Zhang Xiaohua said and handed the bowl and chopsticks to Song Zhiwen. Ah, I like it."
 "Eat more if you like it." Zhang Xiaohua didn't think much about it, and turned angrily: "I originally scrambled eggs for you, but Er Cunzi divided them up. It's really not a little bit of benevolence. I just eat something in the morning, mother at noon. I'll fry it for you again."
 Song Zhiwen smiled a little stiffly and said: "It's okay, the second brother is also greedy. Don't fry it at noon, let your parents eat the eggs. I don't work at home, so it doesn't matter if I eat eggs or not. I'm just weak. What, is it possible that eating one or two eggs can make up for it? If it can really make up for it, why do you need a doctor? Besides, it’s time for the elder brother and the second brother to talk nonsense again.”
 "They dare." Zhang Xiaohua said loudly when she heard her son's words, paused and said again: "It's a big deal to hide from them."
 After she finished speaking, she snorted: "Eggs are a good thing. Why do other confinement mothers eat so many eggs? One or two eggs can't make up for much. Mother doesn't believe that we can't make up for our body if we eat more." .”
 Song Zhiwen said carefully: "Isn't it good to hide and eat?"
 "It's nothing bad, you are weak, how can your elder brother and second brother compare with you?"
 Song Zhiwen said apologetically, "I wish I was stronger."
 Zhang Xiaohua comforted herself and said: "This is all mother's fault. When mother was pregnant with you, she didn't raise you well. She didn't eat eggs when she was in the womb. Now you should eat more and make up for what is owed in the womb. If you take good care of your body, you can save money on medicine, as long as your grandparents don’t say anything, even if your elder brother and second brother have opinions, it’s useless.”
 Song Zhiwen pursed his lips, rubbed his fingers, and said after a while: "I'll figure it out, medicine is more expensive than eggs. If eggs can really make up your body, it's better to eat eggs. It can also save the family a lot of money." .”
 Zhang Xiaohua narrowed her eyes with a smile: "I said that you are smart, and forget about it before you go to school." After a pause, she continued: "Your mother is right, let's eat eggs to replenish our health and save money on medicine."
 "Um."
 ...
 The children can't do heavy work, but there are many children in the village, which together can be regarded as a considerable productivity. The corn is harvested and piled up on the drying ground. The production team leader arranges a group of children to peel the corn husks. This job is not easy. If you are tired, you can do it just by sitting there, and if you peel more, you will get more work points.
 Song Cun never had the opportunity to do farm work in his previous two lives. When he started doing it, he didn't know how to do it. They are all about the same age, he doesn't know it, neither can others, no one knows how to laugh at anyone, just learn.
 After a long time, he can do some farm work within his ability, and now he is a rural boy through and through.
 He thinks it's pretty good, and he can understand the pain of Lilijie's hard work.
 Song Cun is dexterous, and he is also a little clever. After peeling too much corn, he found out how to peel it quickly. When the corn is peeled off one day, when the work points are counted, he can get 2 work points. No matter how old he is, he can only get one and a half work points. There are so many children in the village, only he can get two work points. Regardless of adults and children, they can only get envy. Envy is useless. Song Cun does peel more corn than them. Lai can't be blamed, and the peeled corn is piled there, which can be seen with the naked eye.
 After remembering the work points, Song Liang planned to lead his younger siblings home. Song Cun looked up at the sky and said, "Brother and sister, you go back first."
 Song Liang frowned at him: "What are you doing? We're going to have dinner later."
 Song Cun said vaguely: "I have something to do, you go back first, and you must come back before dinner."
 Song Liang glanced at him: "Then you come back early."
 Song Cun walked quickly in the opposite direction, along the path, and when he arrived at a cowshed, he shouted loudly: "Grandpa, grandpa."
 A tall, thin old man in his seventies walked out of the cowshed. He was in good spirits. He was holding a cigarette, squinting at Song Cun: "Here we are."
 Song Cun smiled and said, "Grandpa, give me the sickle and the rope."
 "Wait." Uncle Song turned around and went back to the cowshed, and came out with a sickle rope in his hand, handed it to Song Cun, and said, "I'm tired after working all day, don't run away, come back early."
 Song Cun let out a sigh, turned around and ran away with a sickle rope in his hand. After running for a few minutes, he came to a hydraulic ditch. The ditch could not grow crops, and weeds were overgrown. After the beginning of autumn, the crops began to harvest, and the weeds turned yellow. , obviously a little old, the two old cattle in the cowshed have very tricky mouths, they don't like this kind of weeds with little vitality, but the laws of nature, plants sprout and grow old with the change of seasons, he can't do anything Well, it is already good to have this kind of old weed to eat. After a while, this kind of **** will not have to eat. Can only eat some wheat straw, peanut vines and the like.
 Grandpa had sharpened the sickle and it was very sharp. After a short while, he cut a pile of grass, tied it up with a rope, carried it on his back and went back. When he arrived at the cowshed, he put the grass in the next room, and asked, "Do you want to help cut the grass?"
 Uncle Song put his hands behind his back, glanced at him and said, "No need, you should go home early."
 Song Cun sighed and walked out.
 Uncle Song suddenly said: "Wait."
 Song Cun turned his head: "Grandpa?"
 Uncle Song pointed to the basket next to the chair in the room: "You can eat the things in it."
 Song Cun turned his head and saw that there was indeed a basket on the ground. He walked over a few steps, lifted the lid of the basket, and found a bowl inside. There was a big chicken leg in the bowl. He swallowed, pointed at the chicken leg, and asked with a smile: " Really for me?"
 Uncle Song glared at him: "Stinky boy, if it's not for you, who else can I give it to? Eat it quickly."
 Song Cun smiled, and was about to go up to get the chicken legs. He saw the grass stains on his hands. He ran outside to wash his hands, and then came back and picked up the chicken legs and gnawed. It’s been a long time since I ate meat. The taste is so nostalgic He swallowed the chicken and looked at Uncle Song with a smirk on his face: "It's so delicious."
 Seeing that he was eating happily, Uncle Song sat on the recliner with a cigarette stick in his hand, and said leisurely, "I'll tell you something after eating."
 Song Cun buried his head in his mouth and ate, not forgetting to reply: "What... what... What is it?"
 Uncle Song said slowly, "We'll talk after you finish eating the chicken legs."
 Let's talk after eating the chicken legs. Let's talk after eating the chicken legs. A chicken drumstick is neither big nor small, and Song Cun, who is half the size, must have never enjoyed it. Of course, it’s good to be able to eat meat in this day and age, don’t talk about it, it’s not bad if you can satisfy your cravings. After eating the last bite, he smacked his lips: “It’s so delicious.”
 The grandpa smiled and said, "Of course the meat is delicious."
 Song Cun nodded, what he said was true.
 The grandpa said again: "The meat must be delicious, and the meat must be available for it to be so delicious."
 Song Cun suddenly turned his head to look at Grandpa, what do you mean?
 The grandpa smiled and said: "These two old scalpers have been in the cowshed for a long time, and they always want to go out for a walk, so don't follow those children all day to peel the corn husks, get up tomorrow and graze the cows for me. I'll give you 2 work points, I'm going to cook meat, and you should eat some too."
 Song Cun was overjoyed, and replied: "That's good, sitting there every day peeling corn is quite annoying." Being a cowherd boy, and being able to eat some meat from time to time, is not bad.
 【system:......】
 Grandpa waved his hand: "Hurry up and come back tomorrow."
 Song Cun returned home, and the food was already on the table. Seeing him coming back, Zhang Xiaohua said with a face: "Where did you go? I don't know how to come back to help with housework after work. I know how to play like crazy in a day. You are going to school like this, and I don’t think you can learn anything, so it’s better not to go.”
 Just as Song Cun wanted to speak, Mrs. Song said impatiently: "Crazy play can earn 2 work points a day, you can earn it for me to see. Don't say Er Cunzi earns work points, but he doesn't earn work points. Eight/nine-year-old children , What's the matter with playing? You can't learn anything, do you, a mother, belittle your son like this? Da Zhuang is such a lame thing, I didn't say anything about him, Er Cunzi is a good child, What are you dissatisfied with?"
 Zhang Xiaohua wanted to say that his disobedience was her biggest dissatisfaction.
 Song Dazhuang muttered beside him, scolding Zhang Xiaohua, scolding Zhang Xiaohua, why did he get involved, and why is he lame? He knew that his mother didn't like him, and it was useless to look down on him, he was born by her.
 Mr. Song said in a deep voice, "Er Cunzi, sit down and eat."
 Song Cun responded, ran to sit down next to Grandpa, picked up chopsticks and ate.
 Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua was a little dissatisfied, and didn't dare to say anything more. Song Dazhuang had just been scolded by his mother for being lame, so he didn't dare to say more now.
 The next day, after breakfast, Song Cun said, "Today I won't go to the drying yard to peel corn."
 Hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua stared: "If you don't peel the corn, what do you want to do?"
 Song Cun looked at his grandparents and said with a smile: "Grandpa asked me to herd cattle, so I still get 2 work points."
 Mr. Song was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Herding cattle? This is a good job, easy."
 Song Pozi also said: "This job is really easy, go ahead and graze your grandfather well."
 Song Liang, Song Mai, and Song Xiaomi looked at Song Cun's back enviously. They also wanted to herd cattle.
 Seeing their eyes, Mr. Song said, "Er Cunzi won this job himself. It's useless for you to be envious. Hull the corn well."
 The brothers and sisters looked away, they were not capable of finding work by themselves.
 When Song Cun arrived at the cowshed, Grandpa Song said in a deep voice, "Why are you here so late?"
 Song Cun looked at the sun, it was not too late, and said, "I came over after breakfast."
 Uncle Song glanced at him: "I'll come over when I get up tomorrow."
 Song Cun blinked: "Okay."
 In the morning Song Cun came back from the cattle and tied them up. Grandpa didn't let him go. He rolled the noodles to eat. Bai Shengsheng's noodles looked like fine flour, so he left Song Cun to eat and said, "I made noodles That's enough for us fathers."
 Grandpa often gave him delicious food. He knew that grandpa didn't like politeness, so Song Cun stayed unceremoniously.
 Grandpa is an old soldier who has been on the battlefield. He has wages and supplies. He is the only one. The food must be better than theirs. He is willing to help him and improve his food. He can only be grateful.
 Although the grandfather is getting old, he is not weak in strength. The noodles are very chewy and refreshing. Song Cun ate a big bowl full. After eating, he stroked his stomach in satisfaction, he hadn't eaten so full for a long time.
 Guy Song's food is considered good in the village, but he can't eat too much with his stomach open, otherwise the family won't be able to eat enough food, let alone the fine white noodles. When he came here, in the only few years he can remember, he only ate white noodle steamed buns a few times during the Chinese New Year, and he only ate rough noodle steamed buns in normal days.
 There is white flour at home, not much, and Zhang Xiaohua left it for Song Zhiwen to eat. Song Zhiwen ate it secretly, but he couldn't find it even if he looked for it.
 Uncle Song didn't keep Song Cun for dinner and asked him to go home and eat.
 Back home, Song Liang couldn't wait to ask: "What do you eat at Grandpa's house? Is there any meat?"
 Hearing Song Liang's words, the rest of the family looked at Song Cun.
 Song Cun said with a smile: "Where do you get so much meat? Grandpa rolled the noodles."
 Song Liang swallowed his saliva: "That must be noodles rolled by Baimian."
 Song Cun nodded with a smile, "It is indeed noodles made from white noodles."
 Song Liang envied: "It's really good to herd cattle, I'm not tired, and I can follow Grandpa to improve the food."
 Song Cun agreed, it was really good, he said: "Grandpa said that even after school starts in the future, we can also herd cattle. Our school is at the head of the village, not far from the cowshed. We tie the cattle to a tree during get out of class, and watch them after class. They'll be fine, there's no delay."
 After hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua said without thinking, "It's easy to herd cattle. You are in good health and can do any job. It's better to let Zhiwen go to herd cattle. He stays at home all day, so that you don't think he doesn't work."
 [System: Alright, alright, host, agree quickly. 】
 Song Cundao: "Agreed to what? Don't talk nonsense."
 After regaining his senses, Song Cun looked at Zhang Xiaohua and said, "It's useless for you to tell me about this, you need Grandpa's consent."
 Zhang Xiaohua said unhappily: "Why is it useless? It's all herding cattle, so whoever herds the cattle is not the same? Tell me."
 Song Cun said: "Since they are all the same, then you can talk to Grandpa. As long as he agrees, I have no objection."
 Do you really think it was for nothing that he mowed the grass for so long?
 Zhang Xiaohua choked, if she dared to look for Uncle Song, what was she still talking about here? He glared at Song Cun fiercely, this **** must have done it on purpose.
 Song Cun said: "Then I can't help it."
 Zhang Xiaohua looked at the old man: "Father, what do you think about this?"
 Mr. Song said: "As much as you are capable of serving as many bowls, Song Cun won the job of herding cattle. That is his job, and no one can take it away. If you want Zhiwen to herd cattle, you have to find another way."
 Zhang Xiaohua stopped talking, and she knew that the old man disagreed. The old man was biased. He knew that Zhiwen was not in good health, so he didn't think much about Zhiwen. The old man disagreed. She figured out a way by herself. She can't do what she wants.
 Isn't it just herding cattle? She will find someone to negotiate a peace tomorrow and arrange for Zhiwen to herd cattle.
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_02.js"></script>
 </div>
</div>

<div class="content">
 System: You are the hero, go and capture that cute girl, she is the heroine. 
 Male lead: I have a fiancee, so I can’t cheat. 
 System: The heroine has appeared, she has been reborn now, you go to attack her. 
 Male lead: The female lead was so badly harmed by the male lead in her previous life, let her go in this life. 
 system:……
 Read the guide: 
 The unit dramas are all written through books or overhead, without textual research, everything serves the plot.
 Content tags: face slap system fast travel through book
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Song Cun ┃ Supporting role: many ┃ Others:
 One-sentence introduction: The male protagonist is difficult to do, so don’t do it.
</div>

<div class="content">
 “White Moonlight (Bai Yueguang) lies within a certain part of the heart, you are my unspeakable wound.”
 Having the natural constitution of being a White Moonlight, He Ziming, after his death, got bound to the “Cannon fodder’s Counterattack System,” and thus began his journey of being reborn as all kinds of cannon fodder, helping the original owners of the body he is occupying fulfilling their wishes, face-slapping the protagonists and becoming their White Moonlight.
 Because I like you, I die, but to you I am as insignificant as a bird’s feather.
 However, I still want you to remember me for your whole life, to engrave my name into your heart and soul so deeply that your heart will hurt by only thinking of me.
</div>

<div class="content">
 One day, a tower appeared in the skies of all the major cities…
 Humans were suddenly summoned to become “Walkers”, and they needed to clear the tower to save the world.
 .
 .
 “Floor 77”
 The “Stone of regression” was discovered. Walkers could now “return” to the past. Slowly… everyone left.
 .
 .
 Humanity’s last hope, “Carpe Diem” was formed, joined by people who refused to abandon the world.
 .
 .
 The last Walker reached floor 100. He no longer knew what to believe.
</div>

<div class="content">
 In the era of popular establishment, all kinds of fairy groups and red envelopes flew around the sky, and the big demons were unwilling to be left behind. They built a group and built a group to kill those gods and bastards! 
 Ning Xiaolei is honored to be the lucky one, and he has opened a brand new road of demon cultivation, bringing his brother and lover, and achieving the demon sovereign, the emperor returns, and the six worlds are trembling! 
 Different groups, different excitement, Daji old driver who likes to drive, Pansidong Seven Sisters who like to seduce people to take a bath, skinny white bone spirits, cool and cool golden winged big eagles, guarding brother crazy The Great King of the Demon Peacock, the Great Sage of the Fighting Madman Qitian, here has everything… 
 Join the demon clan, set foot on the road of cultivating demon together, return in armor, and fight against the gods and Buddhas in the sky. What are you waiting for? ! !
</div>

<div class="content">
 Cultivators all have a soul beast, one that awakens at 13 years old. 
 However, Ye Chenfeng lacks one and is subsequently banished. 
 Ye Chenfeng obtains the favor of the heavens after years of humiliation. 
 With his gifts, he will walk his path to the strongest.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Fu Li was a yaoguai from the countryside who had never seen the world. After entering the city, his biggest dream was to become a civil servant and leave his name in historical records.
 However… He didn’t have a university degree. Not even a high school graduation certificate.
 So, even a yaoguai would not be able to find a good job if they didn’t study well.
</div>

<div class="content">
 A heroine character transmigrates and gets busy expanding her golden halo of MC-ness.
 A villainess character transmigrates and gets busy changing her cannon-fodder fate.
 A side character transmigrates and gets busy stuffing her bottomless stomach. She holds a divine sword in one hand and a little bun in the other. She’s obedient, adorable, incredibly clueless, and frustratingly tightfisted with her words. So what does she do when she spies a cute blonde?
 Feng Wu: “Please marry me!”
 Ming Xi: …
 A hilarious story about an overpowered airhead in a world reminiscent of Coiling Dragon. This particular tale has an interesting mash of tropes.
</div>

<div class="content">
 The tasker travels through various worlds, and the long road to whitewashing the scumbag. 
 Tentative world: 
 1. Nongmen champion (completed) 
 2. Ji Ji Wu Fu (completed) 
 3. Dumb King reigns (Completed) 
 4. Eighty gangsters (completed) 
 5. Scumbag in the entertainment industry (completed) 
 6. Houmen Zhongshan Wolf (Completed) 
 7. The soft rice man squatting at home (completed) 
 8. Scumbag Daoist (Completed) 
 9. The Legend of the Republic of China (Completed) 
 10. Phoenix Man (Completed) 
 11. Stepfather (completed) 
 12. Scum Master (Completed) 
 13. Shao Lang drinks medicine (completed) 
 14. Lazy Yaoer in the Chronicle (Completed) 
 15. Daughter has depression (completed) 
 16. E-Sports Dream Chaser (Completed)
 Content tags: face slap inspirational life fast wear cool text 
 Search keyword: Protagonist: Shao Yu
</div>

<div class="content">
 Zhou Zeyi is a lonely ghost who tunnels from world to world to complete tasks issued by several wishers. He believed that once he completed one thousand tasks, he would be able to go back to the past and find his real self.
 A deceived film empress, a child bullied in school, an unfaithful wife’s husband, an abducted college student sent into a mountain village…
 Zhou Zeyi met various wishers and changed many lives.
 This is Zhou Zeyi’s tale.
 This is how the seemingly endless journey began.
</div>

<div class="content">
 As the heir apparent of the Ye family, Ye Xuan went through fire and water for his family, but Ye Lang, who had just awakened his Divine Soul, usurped his place. In order to keep his position, Ye Xuan challenged Ye Lang to a Life-death Duel. With the broken Dantian, would he win this fight? The black ring his mother left brought him a great opportunity: Realm Hell Tower, where he met a mysterious lady, who told him to look for nine Daoist Laws to enhance his strength and gave him the Spirit Heaven Sword. Could Ye Xuan find all the Daoist Laws and become a powerful swordsman?
</div>

<div class="content">
 Long ago, there were people who stood upon the earth with their heads held high. They never bowed to anyone because of their indomitable spirit. They were capable of controlling wind and lightning, and conquering dragons and serpents. They seemed strong enough to split the earth and shatter the stars with their fists. They traveled throughout the land and called themselves Magi. Eventually, one of them would become a Supreme Magus! These men are the ancestors of human beings. Their blood is what we all share today.
 Qing Long is the former strongest man in the world. He traveled through space and time and was reborn as Ji Hao in the Fire Crow Clan of the Southern Wasteland. It’s a complicated world. Forces from both inside and outside of the clan want this young and talented boy to die. Under great pressure, Ji Hao makes a deal with a mysterious man, who resides in his spiritual space, never showing his real face. He gains two drops of blood from a dragon and phoenix. Afterwards, Ji Hao becomes increasingly more powerful.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Cosplayer Liu Mang accidentally crosses through time and arrived at the Eastern Han Dynasty wearing Aries Gold Cloth. (Saint Seiya!) He arrived on top of the walls of XiaPi right when it was about to fall to Cao Cao.
 “Don’t kill me bro; I’m not working for boss Cao!”
 “Hey! You’re slashing the wrong person! Boss Lu’s underlings are there! Not me!”
 He accidentally saved Lu Bu who was tied up by Song Xian. He accidentally became the son in law of Lu Bu. He accidentally changed the history of the Three Kingdoms period.
 When aluminum casted Gold Cloths are worn by generals like Zhang Liao and Gao Shun during the Eastern Han Dynasty, glistering on their bodies… When the soldiers in the camps are sporting mechanical crossbows… When crossbreeding of rice plants appeared on Lu Bu’s territory…
 Liu Mang knows that a world belonging to Lu is coming.
</div>

<div class="content">
 A legendary powerhouse of his generation, tired of the bustle of the peak, returned to the ordinary city and started a new life as an ordinary teacher. He wrote the legend in the city.
 Magnificent mountains and rivers, the rising powerful ones. Some ancient martial art masters stood at the peak, becoming legendary. Some financial crocodiles rose up in the minuscule places, laughing arrogantly.
 However, watching the school beauties was better than fighting and killing; educating was better than fighting for fame.
</div>

The Male Lead Doesn’t Cooperate

Chapter 2:

You'll Also Like

NovelsNook - Explore Fan-Fiction Novels Online Free!

The Male Lead Doesn’t Cooperate

Chapter 2:

You'll Also Like