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 Shen Qingshu was brushing his teeth, and he felt something flash in his mind.
 He couldn't help slowing down his teeth brushing, carefully feeling the memory fragments in his mind.
 But the more he felt it, the more shocked he was. When he finally traced the memory fragments, Shen Qingshu was shocked.
 He looked at the face in the mirror that was almost the same as the one he used to, and slowly moved closer, carefully looking again.
 After reading it carefully, Shen Qingshu didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow for an instant, and brushing his teeth stopped.
 How can he live an extra day?
 He is dead and wearing books.
 This body of him now is not him at all!
 Shen Qing sighed and looked at the small mole on his side of his face. He was sure that there was no mole on his previous face. Sure enough, it was not his body, but someone else's body, and it was not. The world he lives in is the world where the original owner lives in his memory.
 Shen Qing couldn't help sighing again.
 But he soon calmed down. Although death was really dead, he is still alive now.
 Changed the world, changed the body, that's still alive, that's not bad. What kind of bicycles are needed.
 Besides, this body is so similar to his previous one. It was a good luck. Shen Qingshu became happy again and continued to brush his teeth happily.
 He brushed his teeth, took a shower, and then walked out of the bathroom slowly.
 Han Cheng watched him look fresh and delicious after taking a shower, and he was a little bit ready to move.
 I have to say that Shen Qingshu does look good, with white lips and red face, small face, but big eyes, big and bright, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, with some frivolity and playfulness, connected to thick little hooks. The eyelashes are very attractive.
 Han Cheng remembered that he looked at him with these eyes last night. In the end, his eyes seemed to be stained with fog, and the water waves and the expression of affectionate eyebrows were even more itchy for a while. He couldn't help but ask him, "I was yesterday. How did the night perform?"
 "Very good." Shen Qingshu was satisfied, "Five-star praise."
 "Then you think we..." Han Cheng said halfway, before swallowing the words back.
 This is not the right direction. He clearly intends to meet once and never see each other again. Everyone only maintains a good one-off relationship. Why does this require a special car?
 Han Cheng sensitively sounded the alarm and swallowed what he hadn't said into his stomach.
 "What are we?" Shen Qing asked indifferently, "how do you say half way?"
 Han Cheng thought for a while and replied, "We can exchange contact information, maybe we can use it next time."
 He nodded, thinking that this method is good. It can advance or retreat, defensive and offensive, and can contact again and never see each other.
 "After all, contact on software is always not as convenient as on the phone." He added.
 Shen Qingshu felt that what he said was right. He now knows that there is a high probability that his eyes will not be opened or closed, and this life will pass, so for the sake of future sexual well-being, it is okay to exchange the license plate number.
 Shen Qingshu took out his mobile phone, unlocked his fingerprint, asked Han Cheng's phone number, and broadcasted it to him.
 When he saved the name of the contact, he looked at the entered Hancheng, and suddenly he was excited!
 Hancheng! !
 Shen Qingshu! !
 Wait, isn't this the novel his assistant read? !
 When he was in the bathroom before, he did not expect Han Cheng to patronize the plot in the memoir book, and naturally did not realize that his driver, and the protagonist in the book that his little assistant complained that day, turned out to be the same name!
 But he is not the protagonist!
 He is a cannon fodder, a tool man who jumps repeatedly in later stages to promote the protagonist's love affair!
 Shen Qingshu:...
 Shen Qingshu silently turned his head to look at the person next to him, it's you! Suppress me to death in the later stage, and I can't wait to let me kneel down and sing for your sweetheart to conquer!
 He was angry for a while, and pointed at Han Cheng's waist!
 If it were not for the fact that his strength was going down, in case the protagonist's hardware quality was affected and he embarked on a new round of cannon fodder, he would not be Hancheng's waist, but Hancheng's great pride!
 Han Cheng was caught off guard by him and pressed his hand, "What are you doing?"
 "Does it hurt? That's right!" Shen Qing was not guilty, "Your technique is too bad, and the negative score is bad. It hurts me to death."
 Han Cheng looked unbelievable, "You just praised my five-star praise."
 "That's a lie to you, for fear of your low self-esteem."
 "I have a low self-esteem." Han Cheng pointed to his great pride, "I have nothing to be inferior, if I am inferior, you little bird, you must not be depressed."
 Shen Qing was so angry that he went to pinch him, "Who the **** is the bird, you are the one who is the one who lives by the bird! Lao Tzu, this is the big Peng spreading his wings!"
 "Dapeng who has just been born and hasn't grown any hair."
 Shen Qingshu didn't say a word, put his hands together, and told Han Cheng with full action that Dapeng might have been born without hair, but he must have had sharp claws.
 He had enough trouble, so he closed his hands, ready to change clothes and leave.
 Han Cheng was stunned by his unconcerned attitude, and even couldn't help but start to wonder, wouldn't he be really poorly skilled?
 Of course he knew that his Dapeng was very mighty, but after all it was the first flight test, and he hadn't flew it before, and he was not sure if he was flying high and fierce.
 Seeing Shen Qingshu's appearance last night, there should be no problem.
 But he just said that he lied to himself, which is very subtle.
 Han Cheng felt that his car was really too elusive, and that the car was a good car, but it was too capricious.
 He looked at Shen Qing as he was thinking, already dressed neatly, and asked, "Are you leaving?"
 "Otherwise?" Shen Qingshu asked him, "What else?"
 "Don't you eat breakfast?"
 Shen Qing paused for a moment with his unbuttoned hands, not to mention it was okay, he was really hungry when he said that.
 "Then eat." He finished speaking and sat on the bed again.
 Han Cheng ordered the meal and handed him the menu, "You order slowly and I will take a shower."
 "Um."
 "So last night..."
 "Very bad!" Shen Qingshu was merciless.
 "Then you still exchange contact information with me."
 "It is everyone's responsibility to care for the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled."
 Hancheng:...
 "Aren't you curious about what you are?" Shen Qingshu asked him.
 "I only know that if you continue to speak, you will probably be disabled-the chrysanthemum is mutilated, the floor is wounded, and your smile will turn yellow."
 Shen Qingshu:...
 Seeing that he was silent, Han Cheng smiled happily, squeezed his face, went to squeeze his mouth, and squeezed Shen Jing's sparse mouth like a duck, "mouth hard."
 He almost forgot that they did it twice yesterday. If his skills are so bad, how would Shen Qingshu be willing to do it a second time with him?
 He is not a bodhisattva, he sacrifices himself and saves others!
 Han Cheng regained his pride and entered the bathroom happily.
 Shen Qing curled his lips and held his chin thinking, at this time, the protagonist has not yet appeared, that is, the story has not really begun, so he only needs to do not die in front of the protagonist after the story begins. It's okay.
 Anyway, he is also a tool to promote the development of the plot, so he will fulfill his early mission and do his best to promote the development of the plot. When Han Cheng and the protagonist meet by the golden wind and jade, they win countless times, he is enthusiastic. Blessings, exit gracefully, this should be fine.
 Tool people, isn’t that what it does?
 Therefore, he does not need to worry too much.
 Shen Qing thought to understand, looked at the menu carefully, and ordered several things that he wanted to eat.
 When Han Cheng came out from the shower, breakfast was ready.
 He wiped his hair, sat down and ate with Shen Qingshu.
 If the two are unfamiliar, there is no awkward chat, and they leave the hotel together after eating.
 "Do you want me to give it to you?" Han Cheng asked politely.
 Shen Qingshu recalled that the original owner came here by taxi. He didn't bother to take the effort, so he agreed, "All right."
 Hancheng's car was in the underground parking lot. It was a cool off-road vehicle. Shen Qingsuo's eyes lit up and thought it was not bad.
 "Let me drive?" he asked, "I haven't driven for a long time."
 "Nonsense, we just drove together last night."
 Shen Qingshu was speechless, "I'm talking about real cars, four-wheeled, free-running, gasoline-powered cars!"
 "You can also, although it is not four wheels, but you can run freely, I will cheer you on."
 Shen Qingshu:...
 "What do you think is good between you and this car?" Han Cheng touched his shoulder and said deliberately.
 Shen Qingshu felt that he was shameless, and turned around to pinch him, "Who do you think is good! Haven't you all driven, you have the most say, why don't you think about it!"
 Han Cheng smiled and held his crazy hands, feeling that his temper was a small sports car, "That's hello, you are very good, how can this car be as good as you?"
 Shen Qingshu stepped on him, "Car key."
 Han Cheng couldn't, so he had to give him the car key, "I really want to drive, do you have a driver's license?"
 "Let's look down on people." Shen Qing glanced at him slantingly.
 "Then you drive well, and I will look at your driving skills."
 "Then let me be the driver?" Shen Qingshu looked excited.
 Han Cheng turned his head to his car, "You said, four-wheeled, free-running, gasoline-powered car."
 "I can also give you gasoline." Shen Qingshu protested.
 "It's not necessary, you should keep it for your own use."
 Shen Qingshu slightly bulged his cheeks with dissatisfaction, walked to the side of his car, and opened the door.
 When sitting in the driver's seat, Shen Qingshu suddenly reacted. He didn't know the route?
 How do I get home from here?
 But he didn't panic, entered the address on the navigation, fastened his seat belt, and asked Han Cheng, "Are you ready?"
 Han Cheng nodded.
 "Then go."
 As soon as Shen Qing stepped on the accelerator, he started to reverse.
 Facts have proved that Shen Qingshu still overestimated his driving skills. When he stopped the car, Han Cheng leaned on the co-pilot and almost didn't vomit in his car.
 He has never been motion sick when he grows up. He was so dizzy and nauseous in his own car today. What a damn!
 "I can see that you should still take a car in the future. Whether you are taking a car or working as a car, you definitely can't be a driver." Han Cheng patted Shen Qingshu on the shoulder.
 Shen Qingshu looked at him as though he was about to vomit, but he was ashamed and unwilling to believe, "Is my driving skills so bad?"
 "It's not a bad problem for you. Others drive a car and ask for money, but you drive a terrible drive!"
 "Aren't you still alive."
 "Some people are alive, but he is dead, and some people are dead, but he is not completely dead," Han Cheng pointed to himself, "such as me. After seeing this car, I am afraid that I will feel flustered and nauseous. Can’t get in the car for a long time."
 Shen Qingshu:...
 "Not so much."
 "Listen to brother, take a good car, what a good car, how can you drive this kind of effect."
 Shen Qingshu felt that he was a pun, although he had no evidence.
 "It must have been a long time since I opened it. I will definitely not be at this level next time."
 "Do you have another time?" Han Cheng was surprised, "I will definitely not take your car next time!"
 "Then I will go find someone else, I will drive for free, there will always be someone willing to try it out."
 Han Cheng heard him say this, thought of something, and said to him, "There is something, I think I need to tell you in advance."
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 Shen QingShu, 22, died in an accident. His biggest regret before his death was that he’d been single all his life. He obviously wasn’t a monk, but he’d never eaten meat.
 Then, when he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome, self-assured man standing before him. The handsome man parted his thin lips slightly and asked, “Wanna have a one-night stand?”
 Shen QingShu didn’t hesitate at all. “Let’s do it! Twice!”
 The next morning, Shen QingShu woke up aching all over. Only then did he discover he’d transmigrated into a book. The handsome guy beside him who’d gone two rounds with him was the protagonist gong, Han Cheng, the second son of the Han Group.
 And the original owner of this body was just a disliked, death-seeking cannon fodder.
 Shen QingShu: …Well, this is f*cking awkward.
 But Shen QingShu didn’t panic. Anyway, he was just a cannon fodder. He figured they’d part in a few days
 He knew he was a tool man, a character who only existed to develop the plot.
 -Half a year later-
 Shen QingShu looked at the man next to him and wondered: It’s been more than six months. Why hasn’t he left already?
 Until the day he saw the protagonist shou and Han Cheng meet by accident.
 Tool man Shen QingShu immediately felt the call of duty. Eyes shining, he prepared to push the plot forward.
 “Don’t come looking for me in the future.” Shen QingShu was extremely self-aware.
 Han Cheng was shocked. “Why? Do you have feelings for someone else? Who is it?”
 Shen QingShu: … Darling, this reaction isn’t quite right.
 “I don’t accept this,” Han Cheng said, furious. “One day as husband and wife means a hundred days of grace. Can you even calculate how much grace we have?”
 Shen QingShu: … No, wait, what are you talking about? It’s not like I’m your wife. I’m just a tool man, and it’s time for me to go offline!
 However, Shen QingShu found that not only did the protagonist gong refuse to let him go offline, he was going to make him his bride!
 Shen QingShu: I’m crying.
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 The King of Hell sentences you to death by midnight, but I can ensure that you live past morning.
 The young man, Qin Lang, received the inheritance of a poison school by chance. He uses poison to kill people, uses poison to save people and he uses poison to chase beauties. With body of ancient extinct poison and a body of a martial artist, he walks around the city, and wanders around in the underworld.
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 When I became a rich young master, I had to enjoy it. 
 Training? No! 
 That is so boring. 
 I have a system, no need for training. 
 Are you hungry? Come, I will treat you with some food at a luxurious restaurant. 
 What a poor homeless. Come, I will give you a house. 
 I, Lin Fan is a good person.
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 This was the era that belonged to various powerful bloodline warriors, the fervorous era where magic powers and warrior energies were the deciding factor of dominance! With endless ardour and unstoppable courage, a grassroot nobody could also shine and live like a boss!
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 Elric lived a traumatic life since childhood. Being bullied, detested by his family &amp; having no one who cared whether he lived or died. The accumulated loneliness &amp; suffering puts him through severe depression &amp; he decides to take his life's final decision.. SUICIDE.
 One day, his soul hears a voice calling out to him.
 "Wake up, Elric. I am the God of Darkness. And I'm here to give you another chance at life."
 To God of Darkness, Elric replied with only two words.
 "Fuck off!"
 Accompany the Protagonist in his journey to achieve an Impossible task he's given as he aims to become one of the strongest beings in the world full of Magic, Mythical creatures, Dragons and Gods.
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 In order to find the missing General Zhou, Su Moxiu pretended to be a bandit and sneaked into the enemy’s back, only to be taken by a slurred little white face. 
 People are still not satisfied with the food and drink, so they have to be his wife.
 Is his General Su who is so easily confused by beauty?
 he is!
 Su Moxiu’s men hurriedly dragged their young general: You must be sober, young general, he is not as beautiful as you!
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 Yan Jing took Su Moxiu to the small world to do a task on his honeymoon by the way, but…
 Su Moxiu’s memory loss? Still want to rob him?
 No money, but someone!
 Facing the “robbers”, Yan Jing remained in danger: “I am penniless, why don’t you rob me?”
 ******* 
 Above is the copy of the first story. 
 Yan Jing attacked, Su Mo Xiu accepted, and the two wore them together and petted each other. 
 Because the author simply wants to write a variety of stories, so each story can be read separately. The stories that should be written are: 
 [General took the initiative to be robbed] (ongoing) 
 The general met the little general who came to rob…Come on! Come on! You don’t want to rob? no way! 
 [Study Domineering Reports Everyday] 
 What should I do if my daughter-in-law is a school boss? Hehe, complaint, complaint, complaint! 
 [President forcibly seizes and arrogantly] 
 The president is not a human being, so he used money to force small employees to be his lover! 
 [Name guide touch porcelain flow] 
 A certain director: You must come to me because you want to make me unspoken rules! I agreed! 
 [Patriarch Lai and disciple grandson] 
 A certain Jian Xiu saved a wounded young man, but he didn’t want this person to be… 
 [Teddy is fearless] 
 Interstellar orc world, because the prototype is Teddy, is discriminated against by others? You don’t know anything about Teddy’s power! 
 [Uncle doesn’t want to fight] 
 Don’t want to work hard, brother, you can support me! 
 [The prince gives up treatment] 
 Something big happened, and the five princes who have been conscientiously fighting for the throne are crazy! He even went to be a book boy for Master Su!
 Content tags: face-slap-sweet text quick-wearing refreshing text 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Yan Jingze, Su Moxiu Supporting role: Others: 
 One-sentence introduction: Changing the world for honeymoon 
 Purpose: People must stick to themselves and don’t give up easily
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 A third-rate painter in the past life, and a chaebol in this life. 
 I thought it was a rebirth flow, but it turned out to be a system flow. I wanted to rely on myself, but you let me use a plug-in. 
 “Ding! Congratulations on successfully signing in to Mao Lilan. You will be rewarded with a Dacheng-level “Karate”, which the host can receive at any time.” 
 “Ding! Congratulations on successfully signing in Gin Wine, and a reward of [Servant Contract], which the host can receive at any time.” 
 “Ding! Congratulations to Suzuki Ayako for successfully signing in, and you will be rewarded with a copy of “Cash Capability”, which the host can receive at any time.”
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 I’m an imperial uncle; his imperial majesty’s uncle.
 Once, someone with nothing better to do took a comprehensive survey of the current dynasty, and summed up the imperial court’s three great cancers.
 Wang Qin leads in corruption; the treasury is never full.
 Yun Tang favours a few, forming cabals; leading to corruption in our politics.
 Prince Huai plays with power, and serves as the head of a hundred poisons — thus causing instability to the throne.
 When they talk about the most venomous of vipers, the wicked one who plays with power, the biggest cancer of them all, they’re talking about me: this insignificant prince, Prince Huai, Chengjun.
 I can only say that I feel rather hapless in the face of these theories.
 In truth, I have been ever dutiful, ever devoted, devoid of intention to monopolise power, and possess even less of a heart to covet the throne. In the entire imperial court, I dare say there is no loyal subject more loyal than I.
 But, most tragically, in all the realm, the matter of my being a loyal subject is something that not many would believe.
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 One day, Emperor Wu Ling discovered, every night he would become a stone, kept on the jewellery box of a lady, embarrassing beyond embarrassing.
 One day, Zhao Jin Yu discovered, the stone on her jewellery box could actually speak! Awkward beyond awkward.
 This stone had a malicious tongue, harsh, two-faced and indifferent, Zhao Jin Yu itched to throw it smashing it to pieces…, who knew one day, wanting to save herself she used it to block a sword, it really did shatter, she cried for a very long time.
 Again one day, Zhao Jin Yu was drafted into the palace, she discovered unusually, the emperor was like this he had a malicious tongue, harsh, two-faced and indifferent…
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 Mo Tianliao was a master weaponsmith and a demonic cultivator. When news spread that he was about to complete a divine weapon, cultivators from both the demonic and orthodox sides chased him down and killed him. In a stroke of luck, he managed to possess a new body and was reborn.
 So what was the first thing on his mind after his rebirth? Avenging his death? Taking over the world?
 Mo Tianliao: I have to find my cat!
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 Mo Tianliao: Why won’t you let me hug you? You used to be my cat!
 Master: (unsheathes claws)
 Mo Tianliao: Ahaha, this disciple has too much respect for Master, this disciple can’t bear to let Master walk on the ground!
 Master: (lifts paw, sends disciple flying)
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 Jiang Xiaoman was bound to a system when she was three years old. The system told her that she was the lost daughter of a wealthy family assigned to play the cannon fodder in this script. The fake daughter that her parents adopted was the heroine of the story.
 Jiang Xiaoman blinked her eyes and asked, “What is a cannon fodder?” 　
 System: “You all live in a book, and everyone is assigned their role. From now on, you should keep on blackening and be a bad child. Do you see that little boy? He has a bigger role than you, in the future he will become the big bad villain. Why don’t you bully him now, and show him up real good!”
 Jiang Xiaoman worked hard to blacken (not really) under the system’s supervision until she was reunited with her wealthy parents. She scratched her little head and asked, “Mr. System, what about the task? Didn’t you say that we should fight over the family’s wealth?”
 System: “What kind of wealth do you still want to fight over? You already have more money than your wealthy parents!”
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 The man started kissing his way down his lover’s neck.
 Xiao Shou: Don’t go below the neck! It will get locked!
 The man stopped one inch below the neck.
 Xiao Gong felt a little relieved. It seemed that one inch below the neck was allowed.
 But Xiao Gong’s lips were stopped and went back to the original place.
 No, it got locked.
 Because of the rule that prohibited “any love scene that goes below the neck,” Ye Ming’s story was locked. Just when he was feeling quite depressed about it, his own manuscript that he was still writing suddenly rose up against him.
 What the? The second male lead complained that the “action” was too slow and refused to play his role anymore? In a rage, Ye Ming decided to transmigrate into his own novel when he was given the choice.
 He transmigrated into the home of the villain BOSS’s main henchman before the henchman turned evil. Ah, this henchman was so handsome! Feeling guilty at writing such a miserable story for this person who lacked warmth from his childhood, Ye Ming wanted to shower him with fatherly love.
 The problem was, this cultivation novel that he had written suddenly turned into a BL novel, but the rule that prohibited “any love scene that goes below the neck” was still in force!
 Note: In China, internet censorship is quite strict. Thus authors of the web novel websites in China cannot write any detailed smut scenes. If they do, their work gets locked.
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 Got roomed with another straight man in a love hotel and had to share a bed. Meeting by the road side on a certain day, the boy in his arms was smiling wildly.
 Hey, let me explain myself, don’t go ahead of yourself. I was just being a samaritan. I had to help, even if I lied about being a straight man like you.
 Are you running away after getting me excited? Let’s see what kind of ending you want today.
 Since you all asked for a wife chasing crack, then let’s perseverate to the end. I’m not crazy, you are the one who is crazy. This is probably a crack but still gentle gong and a shou fighting against the crack story. Lighthearted! Comedy! No brain cells will be lost!
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