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 The sports car quickly entered the well-equipped high-end villa area, and then entered one of the two-story small-story parking lots.
 Song Yan and Xiao Yuanmu glanced at the co-driver's seat with expressionless expressions and closed eyes, thinking that from now on, he would not only have to eat and live with this big man, but would also torture him in a trick. Tears shed for myself who could not be more miserable in the future.
 As soon as the car stopped, Xiao Yuanmu opened his eyes. His eyes were as cold as a deep pond, clear and sober, without any trace of sleep.
 Song Xunhe was not surprised. If Xiao Yuanmu could fall asleep in a man's car that forced him to bend down, it would be the thriller of Jurassic resurrection of dinosaurs.
 "Here it is, go on." Song Yanhe said dutifully, "You will stay with me here in the future, and I will show you to your room when I see you, and after that you go to the kitchen to make dinner."
 Xiao Yuanmu gave him a slight glance, opened the door and got out of the car.
 Song Yonghe was relieved, and took him around the two-story villa before opening a room and saying, "You will live here in the future."
 In this book, Song Yehe thinks that the only thing that the original owner did right is probably to sleep with Xiao Yuanmu. Although he does n’t know why he has a lover, he still sleeps separately. But because of this, Song Yehe And at least don't worry at night, in case Xiao Yuanmu is unhappy and kills him.
 Xiao Yuanmu glanced at the clean and tidy room without a doubt, and then turned his eyes to Song Yong and said, "What are you going to eat?"
 "It doesn't matter." It's not where the plot is. Song Yanhe doesn't want to add any more to this big man, and he doesn't picky eaters: "I eat everything, you can do it."
 Xiao Yuanmu didn't say much, and turned straight downstairs.
 Looking at his back disappearing at the stairs, Song Yonghe breathed a long breath, opened the next room and lay down on the bed, his muscles slowly relaxed. He was so frightened today that he needs to recover.
 After lying down for more than ten minutes, just as Song Yan and lethargy, the ringing of the cell phone suddenly rang him back from the chaotic darkness.
 Holding the phone lazily, glancing at the caller ID without notes, he answered: "What's the matter?"
 "Song Shao, you are ready to arrange things, when are you going to visit the class?" Over the phone, Song Yehe could hear the charm over there.
 However, after such a sentence, he remembered who this person was and what he had planned for the past two days.
 "I'm here on the weekend." Because I nearly fell asleep, Song Yan and the husky and gentle voice of some of the sister-in-law's carelessness: "Don't make everyone know, I just want to play."
 "Know, know." The people over there quickly replied, and very eloquently gave Song Yanhe a sound excuse: "Song Song rarely plans to pick a few films to invest in, but he just goes to the studio to investigate."
 Song Yan and Wen Yan thought this person was funny, and couldn't help laughing, reminding him: "I have long admired Liu Ying for a long time and hope to see a real person tomorrow."
 There was an unspoken smile over there, saying: "It is the glory of Liu Ying that she can win the favor of Song Shao, and she will definitely be there on the weekend."
 Hanging up the phone, Song Xunhe couldn't hold back his eyes. The man on the phone was a director with his own team, called Huang Cong. His shooting skills were far from superb. He did everything in an exquisite manner. If this kind of person is in ancient times, it would be a lively **** from the East Factory, and there would be absolutely no word for me.
 However, Song Yehe didn't think there was anything wrong. As long as his status exceeded this person, the person would not be able to turn the tide, and he had to say that talking to him was very interesting. Anyone who raised a sign of another person would be able to pass him on. If you can complete it, you will find it very irony to chat with him.
 Throwing the phone to the bed, Song Yunhe lingered on the bed again before sitting up and stretched out, wanting to go downstairs to see how Xiao Yuanmu's dishes were doing.
 Who knew that when he turned his head, it was like seeing a small milk cat with cucumber suddenly appearing behind the buttocks, swiftly and exaggeratedly bounced back, and almost fell aside the onion.
 After finally pulling and pulling the bench at the end of the bed to stabilize his body, Song Zhenghe got up, his face pale and frightened and anxious: "Why the **** suddenly appeared behind me!"
 When anyone is completely relaxed, it's hard to calm down when they see a person standing behind them. Besides, the timid Master Song Xiao, the only thing he feared from childhood to childhood was the unnatural creature with ghosts and ghosts in the movies and stories—ghosts.
 Xiao Yuanmu appeared so silently behind him. He almost didn't scare him out. If it wasn't for his reason, he would go forward to Song Yonghe regardless of his usual young temper. He let out a fright of anger.
 In some ways, the young master Song Yunhe has no less temperament than the original owner, but although he loves to play, he still follows the principle of normal people. He can do what he ca n’t do, or his parents are early. Passed away, a lonely and lonely person stayed in the large family that can eat people in the Song family, how can he grow up so peacefully and wantonly.
 After losing his temper, Song Yunhe had a little bit of confidence. He didn't know how long Xiao Yuanmu had stood outside, and he didn't know what he said when he just called, but he thought he just forced him to agree to be his The lover, in a blink of an eye, also said that she was interested in other women, and he was arrested by him, giving him the illusion of being caught in a bed.
 However, the original owner would not be guilty of conscience, so he sat upright, raised his chin, and shouted, "Dish is ready?"
 Eyes glanced over Song Yan and his pupils who were extremely hydrated because of shock and thick black eyelashes that were slightly trembling. Xiao Yuanmu suddenly felt that the depression that had been suppressed during this time seemed to dissipate a lot, and the mood was inexplicably happy less.
 Xiao Yuanmu bowed his head and said something rare: "Tomato and egg noodles."
 Song Yan and his eyes brightened, tomato and egg noodles are his favorite noodles, no one!
 "Let's go." Song Xunhe got out of bed, walked to Xiao Yuanmu side by side, and then gave him a sideways glance, arrogantly: "Without my approval in the future, do not enter my room casually."
 Xiao Yuanmu didn't speak, but just glanced at him slightly before he stepped out of the room.
 I have read in the book before that Xiao Yuanmu's cooking skills are very good. Later, one of his seven boyfriends was crazy about him because of eating a bowl of plain noodles. At that time, Song Yehe just sneered, sneered at it, and felt that the author didn't need any discipline and logic to send Xiao Yuanmu a man.
 But after really eating Xiao Yuanmu's noodles, Song Yonghe felt that he should apologize for his youthfulness and sit down and watch the sky. He can use his own tasteful guarantee for twenty-two years. This is something he has eaten in his life. Best bowl of tomato egg noodles!
 If he can only eat one dish in his life, he really wants to eat Xiao Nianmu's noodles for the next three meals a day!
 Song Yanhe was very gentle when eating, sitting upright, and eating quietly with her eyes down. Even when eating noodles, it was difficult to hear any indecent sounds, but I do n’t know why. Xiao Yuanmu had no appetite. After seeing him chopsticks and chopsticks eating his noodles, he felt like he was hungry.
 Moreover, watching Song Yan and raising his head from the noodle bowl, he looked at him with a pair of bright eyes, telling him very seriously that when he was "delicious", he suddenly developed a kind of food. If he said that he still wanted to eat, He immediately gave him the urge to give another bowl.
 Song Yanhe did n’t say that he wanted to eat, although he really felt that he could eat again, but he was very self-aware, and had long established the basic policy of absolutely not blocking Xiao Xiaogang except for the plot that must go. The future will not become more miserable, even if he wants to eat, he can only hold it.
 For Song Yihe, eating perfect food and giving feedback to the food maker is just a casual little habit. His mother is a very famous star chef. When he did not learn table manners, his parents taught him that he must respect the food at every entrance, and must respect the people who make delicious food.
 This is Song Haohe's habit that has been rooted in his bones since he could talk. So even after saying this, Song Haohe never thought whether his sentence was in line with the original owner ’s design. After all, this matter for him It's too natural, just like eating Chinese food with chopsticks and Western food with fork and knife. Following the most basic rules, you don't need to think about it.
 After eating rice, Song Yunhe was sitting on the sofa, looking at Xiao Yuanmu's back in the dishes, his fingers were agitated slightly on the pillow.
 Thinking of waiting for him to hold Xiao Yuanmu and forcibly treat him, his legs and stomach became weak. Although he knew that he would not succeed, he was still a little irritated. After all, he and Xiao Yuanmu were in the physical shape. If Xiao What to do when Yuan Mu discounted his legs.
 However, this is a major plot, even if Xiao Yuanmu interrupted his leg, he had to go.
 When Xiao Yuanmu came out of the kitchen, he saw Song Ye and cross-legged hugging the pillow on the sofa, and pursed his lips gently, not knowing what he was thinking. The low, thick eyelashes left a shadow under the eyelids, probably because The relationship between the sofa was too large and too soft, Song Ye and the whole person were trapped inside, looking inexplicably innocent and pathetic.
 However, Xiao Yuanmu knew that this was just an illusion.
 There are too many poor people in this world, but it does not include Song Kun and this kind of arrogant rich three generations. 2k novel reading network
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 Song Xuanhe transmigrated into a book called “The President’s Seven Boyfriends”. He became the President’s cannon fodder ex-boyfriend, Song Xuanhe.
 The Song Xuanhe in the book: 180 cm tall, so attractive he would trump over even the hottest celebrities, three generations of family in business–a very appropriate rich third generation.
 It wasn’t a loss to transmigrate into this kind of person. It was just that this was a rebirth story.
 The Song Xuanhe in the book abused the male lead 800 times and had even indirectly caused the male lead’s death. Faced with the reborn blackened male lead, his fate was obvious–not only did he reach rock bottom, he even died without an intact corpse.
 Right now, he had become the cannon fodder ex-boyfriend that was foreordained to die without an intact corpse.
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 System: Don’t you think that the male lead has been a bit strange recently? It’s like he’s plotting something in the dark.
 Song Xuanhe: Plotting how to kill me?
 System: No, plotting how to eat you.
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 Song Xuanhe, who was lying on the bed with an aching waist, pained back and legs suffering from cramps, cursed the System 800 times–what happened to the male lead being a shou?!
 Emphasis: Xiao Yuanmu is the gong! Xiao Yuanmu is the gong! Xiao Yuanmu is the gong! Moreover, the tycoon has always been a gong! Spoilers only up to here!
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 In a hilarious and sweet xianxia romance set in Ancient China, Lu Zhao Yao went through life living ostentatiously in every way possible. She lived her entire demon life in a loud and brazen manner, reigning over legions of demons, and yet——just before she was about to retrieve the sword of the ancient demon king and rightfully claim her spot on the throne——she died.
 In the most quiet and unobtrusive manner possible. How? By accident.
 Mo Qing, one of her lowest ranking lackeys at that point in time, had killed her after he retrieved the demon sword and unintentionally unleashed the sword’s demonic aura onto the heavily injured Lu Zhao Yao.
 Her quiet and untimely death, coupled with her firm belief that Mo Qing had sneakily betrayed her by lying in the shadows and waiting to strike the final blow and reap all the rewards, nurtured a heavy grievance within her. Lu Zhao Yao refused to head to the underworld and reincarnate, hanging around in the human world in her spirit form.
 Lady Luck, however, had not completely abandoned her.
 One fine day, a female disciple of the Immortal Sect (Zhi Yan) fought with her childhood friend and banged her head onto Lu Zhao Yao’s grave. To Lu Zhao Yao’s utmost delight, she was able to possess Zhi Yan’s body for short periods of time after this.
 Thus began her journey to avenge her very own death by destroying Mo Qing——and, in the process, resume her rightful place as the King over all demon sects!
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 Eighteenth-line actress Ji Yuchuan and actress Sheng Qingru have collaborated in a film to play her implied marriage partner.
 But on the day the movie was released, Sheng Qingru suddenly fell to his death. 
 Then Ji Yuchuan found Sheng Qingru’s soul in his home.
 Started my daily routine of hitting ghosts (being slapped by ghosts).
 Atypical entertainment circle, urban demon spirit. 
 Sweet text, not scary, more private, and cannot be completely equated with myths.
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 TL :
 A traverser’s life in Chicago 1990. 
 Racism, slum, poverty, greed, showbiz. 
 A look into RAP and music industry of 1990s.
 Original:
 Crossing, Chicago 1990, American Entertainment, Composition, Screenwriting, Production, Media Group.
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 Lin Xun grew up in Huo’s family. In order to survive in Huo’s family, he could only please the second young master of Huo’s family who was not too old to her. 
 Huo Zai has been a child of someone else’s family since he was a child, and he always does everything he does. Gentleman never fights, doesn’t lose his temper, doesn’t smoke, doesn’t drink alcohol, doesn’t have any bad habits, is gentle and considerate, and has no shortcomings… 
 But only Lin Xun knew that she was a gentle and poisonous snake to please. 
 Lin Xun: “What do you want?” 
 Huo Shi took off his glasses, Sven chuckled softly, “My sister doesn’t love me, why is she smiling at me?”
 One-sentence introduction: Possessiveness in the black-bellied year
 Content label: a special liking for wealthy families 
 Search keywords: protagonist: Lin Xun, Huo Zai Supporting role: a lot of others:
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 Xu Nannan, the owner of Taobao, wakes up and becomes a rural girl Xu Nannan in the 1960s.
 Every day they only eat a wild vegetable chaff dumpling. Working from dawn to night, she carry a hoe and went to the field to exchange for workpoints.
 The embarrassing thing is that the poor pair of trousers in the family have to be shared by the sisters.
 Xu Nannan was complaining to go home.
 Fortunately, her Taobao shop followed her back to the 1960s, and was finally able to do some sideline work.
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 “Wen Wenyao is so good-looking, don’t you feel moved?”
 The system began to doubt…
 Song Nanqiao: “No… I don’t…”
 System: “But your match value with her is 100%, you will definitely like her…”
 Song Nanqiao: “I don’t!”
 Song Nanqiao is all about study and work, not about love
 But Song Nanqiao slowly discovered that the heroine was quietly paying attention to her.
 One night, Wen Wenyao grabbed the corner of her coat, deliberated, and said shyly, “Did you used to…liked me…”
 Song Nanqiao: “Ah…that…used to like, but now probably not.”
 Wen Wenyao took her hand and whispered in her ear, “But I’ve liked you for a long time…I like you so much…Can you give me a chance to chase you?”
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 All Chu Lian had done was to read a book where the female lead had cheated on her wonderful husband. While wondering why, before she knew it, she was waking up in the body of that very same female lead!
 Wait, did that mean the handsome husband from the book was hers now? Chu Lian decided to welcome him with open arms!
 However, what she got wasn’t the kind husband she had been expecting. Instead, his personality seemed to have been completely flipped! He left her all alone on their wedding night… and just five days into their marriage, her dear husband abandoned his loving wife and left to enlist in the army!
 Fine! Be that way! She could pass her days perfectly well somehow, even if she had to do it alone!
 Chu Lian put her household in order, charmed the rest of her new family, and did a little business on the side. She even opened up some new trade routes! Her days passed peacefully and leisurely… Until her dear husband got into trouble at the frontline of the war.
 Hmph, isn’t he crawling back to me for help in the end? Forget it, I’ll go save him myself!
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 “At the end of the song the man is drunk, so much like the tears by Poyang River. Ten thousand miles of easterly winds; the country is broken, the mountains and rivers reflect only red.” 
 ~A line from Shorthand Tablature of Magnolia Blossoms by Zhu Dunru
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 At sixteen years of age, You Miao lives a life of luxury. Yet with rapid changes in family circumstances, the once little young master now only has his deceased mother’s barren estate and a loyal Quanrong slave left. The dilemma and distress of starting everything from scratch becomes the greatest trial of his life.
 As the imperial state exam approaches, You Miao enters the capital for his tests. However, all of a sudden the tribes of the north invade, causing a diaspora to the south. The Hans flee to the south in great numbers with the uprising of war everywhere. The country is at the cusp of ruin and homes are lost…
 Along with his band of sworn brothers, You Miao finally returns to Jiangnan in the midst of displacement, and using all of his strength, he supports this broken, half sliced nation.
 The good days don’t last long, and the imperial court now in the south faces both internal and external enemies. The court is in turmoil, the government officials in dissension, but as tides rise and fall, the most beautiful moonlight of the great desert is yet to come.
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 He’s the Wolf King on the battlefield, one that mastered peerless martial arts and the sophisticated art of medicine. He originally wanted to just live a peaceful life, but his wife who’s a CEO thought he’s a loser and wanted a divorce. The cold war between husband and wife began.
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 Han Wen, who graduated with a master’s degree, worked diligently and conscientiously in the company for three years, and finally got to the position of the department manager. Unexpectedly, she died of overwork the next day! 
 When she wakes up, she has become a vicious female supporting role in the chronology! 
 Have a husband who is rude to him, and two stepsons? ! 
 Okay, since God gave her a chance to do it all over again, she must seize it! 
 The first step is to change the vicious character! 
 For these two stepsons, she dutifully takes care of them! 
 As for this man, I still have to rely on him now, bear it first, and kick him later! 
 Seven or eight years have passed, eh? How could their family have gotten better and better and more harmonious! 
 Her husband is the driver of a supply and marketing cooperative that everyone admires.
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 After five years, Ning Xi has returned and is out to take revenge on the sister who turned her parents against her and the childhood sweetheart who betrayed her for her sister. She aims to fulfill her childhood dream and become a famous actress. However, her sister is still out to get her, and she has to avoid all her underhanded schemes. 
 One day, after falling into one of her sisters’ schemes, she meets an adorable kid and saves him. This is how Ning Xi found herself staying at the autistic little kid’s house to help him come out of his shell. Slowly, his father, Lu Tingxiao, starts falling for her too.
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 The people of Dafang village all say, the personality of the Lian family’s eldest daughter changed dramatically after her engagement was cancelled by her fiance’s family. She became extremely forceful and unreasonable. After hearing this, Lian Fangzhou secretly thought: Forceful? My parents are dead, my little brothers and sister are still young, with no one lending a helping hand, there are too many people looking to bully us showing up at my door! There’s still the most shameless pair of uncle and aunt eyeing our few acres of land, and even scheming to sell me off as a concubine! Treating my siblings as servants at their beck and call! If I was not forceful, how would we be able to live in peace? Don’t tell me that I should act like the previous Lian Fangzhou and die from extreme anger? In order to quell this bunch of demons, break out a wide path to walk on, angelic faces are useless, only the tricks used by malevolent spirits are the way to go!
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