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 Lin Qi came in after washing his face. The two of them were staring at their small eyes. He shook his hand and said, "Did you two fuck?"
 Lin Luxiao: "..."
 Early Southern: "..."
 Fuck you Uncle Si.
 Lin Luxiao took the lead to stand up and walk out, Nan Chu's expression returned to coldness, and slowly followed behind.
 The three got into the car.
 Lin Sha Baitian took the lead in the co-pilot. Nan Chu glanced at Lin Luxiao. By coincidence, he also glanced at her. He was tall and condescendingly staring at her. He pointed his chin to the car door, and Nan Chu glanced at him and pulled away. Sit in the back seat door.
 Lin Luxiao lowered his head and smiled, and then sat in.
 The two did not speak all the way. Nanchu kept looking out the window, as if fascinated by the neon flashing night view outside the window, while Lin Luxiao was chatting with Lin Qi one after another, and Lin Qi chatted endlessly with him. Like a little sparrow, he seemed to have a sense of dependence on Lin Luxiao.
 Nanchu opened the window, and the wind came in, and the trees outside the window shook badly. Turning his head, he happened to see Lin Luxiao looking at her. There was too much ambiguity in his eyes to allow her to think too much.
 She left the beginning and suddenly remembered when she moved into his home five years ago.
 He lived in Lin Luxiao’s house for a month in the sixteenth year of the Southern Junior High School. He went back two or three times during the period. Each time he stayed for a day and a half, and stayed in the army for the rest of the time. By that count, the two really did not count. On cooked.
 At that time, the house was a single apartment rented by Lin Luxiao, with three bedrooms and one living room. Except for one bedroom, the other two were converted into a study and a grocery room by him, and a bunch of training and fitness items were thrown away in a mess.
 Nanchu doesn’t know how to cook. Every day he calls for takeaways. Once when he went downstairs to get takeouts, he just saw him come back. When the takeaway brother finished looking for the change, Nanchu casually stuffed it in his coat and hurriedly followed his ass. .
 Going upstairs, Lin Luxiao changed shoes, Nan Chu carried the curry risotto in his hand, a little embarrassed, after thinking about it, he still handed it to him: "I don't know if you come back today, or if you eat first, I will order another one."
 Lin Luxiao threw the key on the cabinet, without looking back, walked in and said, "I have eaten in the team."
 "Oh."
 Nanchu sat down at the table for dinner.
 Lin Luxiao went in and changed his uniform, and looked around casually. Although the girl’s cooking ability was zero, the house was still clean and it was not too dirty. At that time, he himself was a half-sized guy and he was not very good at taking care of it. People, other things are okay to discuss, but when I see the bed, my eyes become sharp.
 He has obsessive-compulsive disorder, no matter when, the quilt must be folded into tofu pieces.
 Like this one that doesn't even stack, throws in a mess on the bed, it can be beaten up in minutes.
 The heating is on in the room.
 Lin Luxiao changed into a loose gray sweater and black trousers and walked out of the bedroom, took the little girl who was eating in, and pressed it on the chair by the bed, "Look at it," he said.
 A few grains of rice were still hanging on Nanchu's mouth.
 Then Lin Luxiao flattened the quilt and asked her as she spread it out, "Your mother didn't teach you to fold the quilt?"
 "..."
 Lin Luxiao wasn't physically strong at that time, he was tall and thinner in juvenile stature, his facial features were not as firm as now, his skin was rounder and more delicate, his skin was whiter than now, the brows and eyes were a little bit evil, his personality was not calm and light now, and he was more surly at the time. Publicity.
 But the tone of speech is at least peaceful.
 He arched his back and bent in front of the bed, with rare patience: "First, flatten the quilt, leave a third of it, and fold it over."
 He said methodically.
 "Same as before, fold the other side over, one-third of the position horizontally, and pinch out an area ten centimeters wide with your fingers."
 At that time, my hair seemed to be longer than it is now. Under the light, my black hair was soft and soft, and I couldn't help but feel it.
 He deliberately slowed down and pointed at the quilt, "Here, come out with a right angle."
 The voice also has the unique richness of youth, not as cold as abstinence now.
 When he bends down, the neckline of the sweater is exposed, and the slightly convex collarbone down is a nice chest muscle line. It is not a cardio, but the outline is just right. The boy's flat abdomen is down, and the mermaid line is faintly visible.
 The heart of the person watching is pounding, and the heartbeat speeds up.
 Nanchu matures earlier than ordinary children, knowing what it feels like and what physiological reaction it is.
 She also thought it was not surprising, even though she was only sixteen years old.
 The man's voice becomes smooth in the night, quite seductive.
 "Here, use the same method to trim the inner side to a right angle."
 While speaking, Lin Luxiao raised his head slightly and glanced at Nan Chu, but the little girl stared at him firmly, and swallowed her throat for a second, obviously not listening.
 He raised his brows, stood up straight, pinched his waist with his hands, "Do I look good?"
 "..."
 Nodding, nodding.
 He twitched the corner of his mouth, "Will it be folded?"
 "..."
 Shaking his head, shaking his head.
 "The stack is not good, don't eat tonight."
 He looked at her and threw a word.
 "..."
 Between eating and stacking the quilt.
 Nanchu chose Lin Luxiao without hesitation.
 Perhaps when Nan Yueru came back, she might not even have the opportunity to see him. Thinking about it this way, this evening seemed to be a gift from God to "Sixteen-year-old Love Dou Chu Kai Nan Chu".
 That night.
 Lin Luxiao smoked by the window.
 At the beginning of Nanchu, he stood at the bedside with his "worry" and folded the so-called "tofu cubes" over and over again.
 The little girl grows faster, getting more and more diligent every time, and sometimes when she folds well, she is also happy, turning her head to look at him triumphantly, with an expression of praise.
 Lin Luxiao leaned against the wall, dusted the soot, and glanced at him, "It's crooked."
 The little girl collapsed, and turned to adjust, until she folded the quilt into square tofu cubes.
 Lin Luxiao nodded in satisfaction and pinched the cigarette and went out.
 The curry rice on the table can no longer be eaten. Nanchu was not hungry anyway, so she poured the meal, sat on the sofa, and took out the script to study. That was the first movie she was going to act in.
 Halfway through, there was a white plastic bag on the coffee table.
 Nanchu looked up.
 A takeaway is still steaming out.
 She turned her head subconsciously, Lin Luxiao threw the key on the coffee table, and sat down beside her.
 "What is this?" Nan Chu asked.
 Lin Luxiao: "Aren't you full?"
 "You went out and bought it on purpose?"
 He raised his eyebrows, leaned on the sofa, and said lazily: "Otherwise, it fell from the sky?"
 "Thank you." Nan Chu said.
 He didn't have much expression, motioned her to eat quickly, picked up the remote control and started looking for TV to watch, Nan Chu put the noodles on the coffee table and sat on the floor to eat.
 Lin Luxiao glanced at her, grabbed the cushion on the sofa and threw it to her, "Don't sit on the floor naked."
 Early Southern: "..."
 Obviously still wearing pants.
 He is straightforward to speak, and he is not a gentleman, but he is very comfortable to hear in the beginning of the South.
 The pictures on the TV were still cutting randomly, and Lin Luxiao couldn't find what he wanted to watch, so he asked Nanchu casually: "What do you want to watch?"
 Nanchu looked up, and the picture happened to stop at a famous foreign book "Decameron". He took a mouthful and said, "Well, I haven't read it yet."
 Lin Luxiao raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"
 Nanchu took another bite of noodles, held it in his mouth, nodded without breaking, "Have you seen it?"
 Lin Luxiao shook his head, lit a cigarette, and pointed at the TV with his chin: "No, let's see."
 This movie was remade in Hong Kong. Many large scales have been cut off, and there is nothing left to watch. However, the atmosphere of the whole movie revolves around **** workers, and some scenes are still blushing.
 Early Nanchu pretended to lower his head to eat noodles, and secretly looked at Lin Luxiao from the sidelines.
 He leaned lazily on the sofa with his elbows propped on the armrests of the sofa, with cigarettes between his fingertips, his long legs were lightly open, and the smoke was filled. When he smoked, he would squint his eyes, then slightly opened his mouth and vomited. Smoke ring.
 It really looks like a young man.
 Men are really different from boys.
 When Nanchu thought that boys in the class sometimes exchanged resources in this area, they always carried an inexplicable wretchedness.
 Lin Luxiao did not.
 At that time, he was still between youth and maturity, the unconquered perversion of the youth but the calmness of a man.
 The movie that day was not finished.
 Halfway through, Lin Luxiao pinched the cigarette, stood up and left.
 Nanchu sat on the floor holding a bowl of noodles, looking at the screen with clear eyes, just staying on a classic line: "Although I drink alcohol, I don't indulge in it. Although I am immersed in desire, I can stop it."
 ...
 The car parked downstairs in a community, Nan Chu's thoughts were pulled back, and Lin Luxiao pushed the car door down. She looked around and was surprised to find that this was actually near the campus scene she was shooting now.
 No wonder Lin Qi would let him send the ticket that day.
 Nan Chu lowered the car window, looked at Lin Luxiao's stiff back, and said to Lin Qi, "Wait a minute, I will smoke a cigarette." Lin Qi glanced back at her, she was about to attack, and saw Nan Chu's cold expression to the end. I didn't say anything.
 A cigarette passed.
 Nanchu watched Lin Luxiao enter a building, and then a few minutes later, a window on the fourth floor lit up.
 She pinched the cigarette casually and said to Lin Qi: "Let's go."
 A month later, the school drama finally came to an end.
 There were still a few crying scenes that were not filmed. The director waved his hand: "Kill, kill."
 Anyway, he didn't have the confidence to continue the filming. Those actresses' crying scenes, howling ghosts, howling, he should have schizophrenia.
 It was originally planned that there would be a one-month window period at the beginning of the South.
 Unexpectedly, Shen Guangzong temporarily picked up a clothing advertisement for her. It was from a big Italian brand. It was designated for Nanchu, and the announcement was very tight, and she had to fly tomorrow night.
 Forget the days at the beginning of the south, tomorrow will happen to be the 9th.
 Xi Gu was packing her luggage, Nan Chu hung up the phone and started makeup, turned the closet, tossed for half an hour, put on a black low-cut sling dress, stood in front of the mirror and put on lipstick, Xi Gu realized that it was wrong and asked. She: "You want to go out?"
 Nan Chu pursed his lips, "Yes."
 "Brother Zong asked me to look at you, you can't run around."
 Without looking back, Nan Chu brushed his eyelashes in the mirror: "He asked you to die, are you going?"
 "..."
 After applying makeup in Nanchu, the low-cut little black dress shows her figure. The woman in the mirror has beautiful eyes. It seems that she hasn't seen herself like this for a long time.
 Before leaving, she squeezed Xigu's small face, "Go, be good, don't cause me trouble, you know?"
 Xigu shouted at her back, "Why are you going?!"
 "A shame before a snowfall."
 Nanchu shook the Dai Fei packet in his hand.
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 1. When Nan Chu was sixteen years old, her house was on fire. She was locked inside the room. In a daze, she saw a man with firefighter uniform. He emerged from fire and walked toward her.
 2. As the female leading role in upcoming movie called &lt;&gt;. She joined a variety to promote it. She lost the game and punished to call her ex-boyfriend. Nan Chu called Lin Lu Xiao. All people were watching her an waiting for the man to answer the call.
 Du—- Du—- Du—— it’s hung up.
 Every star on the sky is the martyr of life ——Nan Chu
 My life is for my country, but my heart is hers —— Lin Lu Xiao
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 Thor: I can summon lightning. Rogge: I will Thunder Escape. 
 Hulk: I am so powerful and invulnerable. Rogge: I will be able to do so. 
 Scarlet Witch: I can create hallucinations. Rogge: Moonreader and learn more about other gods. 
 Groot: This is Groot. 
 Rogge: I can hide from wood, and top the Buddha. 
 …… 
 This is a story of a ninja who aspires to become the god of ninjas and makes trouble in the Marvel world.
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 In the Province of the Nine Skies, far above the heavens, there exists Nine Galaxies of Astral Rivers made up of countless constellations interwoven together.
 For Martial Cultivators, they could form an innate link with one of the constellations, awaken their Astral Soul, and transform into a Stellar Martial Cultivator.
 Legend has it that, the strongest cultivators in the Province of the Nine Skies, were beings that could open an astral gate every time they advanced into a new realm. Their talent in cultivation was such that they could even establish innate links with constellations that existed in a layer higher than the Nine Layers of Heavens, eventually transforming into the heaven-defying and earth-shattering power known as the War God of the Nine Heavens.
 Qin Wentian is the MC of this story. How could a guy, with a broken set of meridians, successfully cultivate? There were countless Stellar Martial Cultivators, as there were countless constellations in the vast starry skies. What he wanted to be, was the brightest constellation of all, shining dazzlingly in the vast starry skies.
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 While Shen Huai was still acting in the entertainment industry…
 Anti-fans all over the internet: Flower-vase actors should just get out from the entertainment industry!
 Later, he switched tracks to play e-sports instead, and his team’s fan club collectively protested
 ―― “E-sports do not need flower vases!”
 Before the game, Shen Huai said calmly, “This match is mine.”
 The audience: Bah! If you win, we’ll eat our keyboards!
 After the game, Shen Huai won the award for MVP.
 The audience: Keyboards are really tasty! Boss, when will you reactivate your Weibo?
 The fans from the fan club: E-sports don’t need flower vases, but husbands are welcome! Hubby, please be sure to come at me from the front!
 ~~~~~~~~~~ 
 This is the story of a small movie star who had his career in e-sports delayed by acting, who finally became a big shot in his own right.
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 After his death, Hang Qing got a system that allowed him to release the halo of Gary Stu (aka. Mary Sue) and conquer the villain in every world.
 “You have an unparalleled appearance, a charming body, an irresistible voice, is conquering a villain that difficult?”
 “…………… But I’m a f*cking man. “
 “It doesn’t matter getting bent a little, you’ll get used to it.”
 King of Swimming: √
 Cold Singer Pop Star: √
 Murder Movie Abnormal Boss: √
 Most Beautiful Alpha: √
 Ghost Imprisoned in the Castle: √
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 Shao Fei is a passerby. He doesn’t even have as many scenes as a cannon fodder, he has the conscientiousness to remain as passerby A.
 Looking forward to doing assists and watching the development of the male and female protagonist. However this wish cannot be realized, as he watched the plot collapse until even it’s mother couldn’t recognise it.
 Shao Fei: “Do you think the way the male lead looks at me is not quite right?”
 System: “…” You found out now!?
 There was a stalk of grass in his heart. It didn’t belong to him, but it always swayed in front of him. Finally, it stayed in front of him silently.
 A passer-by who thinks he is as ordinary as A,B,C shou X a man who never thought he would fall in love with a male gong.
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 An inconspicuous office worker was born into the world of immortal cultivation due to accidental reincarnation. He was born in a family of immortal cultivation in a crisis. Let’s see how he helps the family to get out of the predicament and reach the peak in the presence of powerful enemies.
 In addition, this article is not a waste of material. Although the protagonist has poor qualifications, there is no scene of early abuse of the protagonist.
 [Family] [Space] [Farming]
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 “Sixteen are the princes and women, I would like to share the dust and the ash.” Shen Anyan married him for eight years, and finally let his assisted prince ascend the throne, and he also became the heir from a marquise who was about to be taken back. .
 On the day he was appointed heir king, he actually married his aunt!
 “Oh, don’t look at who I am? You are also worthy of being a heir?”
 After pouring the medicine, he threw himself into the slave room. Because I was a concubine, I was humiliated and used as cannon fodder for my sister? It’s hard to follow fate!
 The insidious aunt, the hypocritical eldest sister, the green tea aunt, the hot and spicy concubine, and even the young concubine are very contemplative and poison her step by step.
 With resentment, his eyes turned to darkness, opened his eyes, and he actually returned to the prime minister’s house? God actually gave her another chance, then she must protect the people she wants to protect!
 (The Virgin Mary fights against the poisonous lotus to win the scheming emperor, and the heroine will meet many people on the way to revenge.)
 [Everyone is not absolutely good or bad, everyone has a meaning.]
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 The current Empress Dowager once gave birth to a daughter, Zhao Shu, before she was remarried to the Late Emperor.
 A’Shu was renowned for her beauty in Hebei since childhood.
 Before getting married, her elder brother and sister-in-law advised her that Liu Xun was a man of profound thoughts and schemes. Relying on her beauty, they fear that she wouldn’t last long.
 A’Shu said, “Everyone says that this man is kind and cultured, winning the support and love of the people, but he is indifferent to women. He is still single at such an age. So even if I am to use my looks to gain his favor, I’m afraid I wouldn’t know where to start either.”
 Only after the wedding did she discover that the rumor couldn’t be more wrong!
 Kind and cultured he may be but indifferent to women??
 Haha, she couldn’t see it at all!
 Liu Xun’s elder brother recently died. Barely starting his mourning period, he married the daughter of his enemy.
 In the beginning, they were as incompatible as fire and water. Who would have thought that before long, he would be brought down to his knees, worshipping the very hem of his wife’s skirt. From then on, the couple slowly overcame enmity and suspicion, gradually knew and cherished each other through the struggles of enduring humiliation and trying to turn the tides.
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 “What I want, the Heavens shall not lack!” 
 “What I don’t want, had better not exist under the Heavens!” 
 This is a story that originates between the Eighth and Ninth Mountains, the world in which the strong prey upon the weak. 
 “My Name is Meng Hao! The Ninth Generation Demon Sealer, I shall seal the Heavens!” 
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 As the head disciple of the number one sect in the world, Luo Jianqing had a brilliant reputation. He was the most respected senior brother of his junior brothers and sisters: the last disciple of the cultivation world’s number one cultivator, Luo Jianqing greatly respected his master’s teachings, not crossing his limits by even half a step.
 Afterwards…… he was stabbed to death just like that by the main character with his sword. His master’s sword. 
 Luo Jianqing: “……” 
 The heavens wants me dead, yet I refuse to die! See if the will of the heavens is more fearsome, or if the will of my sword is more stubborn!
 Wu Yin: “Jianqing, I have something to say to you.” 
 Luo Jianqing: “Master, I also have something to say to you.” 
 Wu Yin: “… you speak first?” 
 Luo Jianqing: “You speak first.” 
 Wu Yin: “I like you.” / Luo Jianqing: “I want to top you.” 
 Wu Yin: “……”
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 This is a ‘rebirth’ story where Chen Rong, the heroine, finds her second chance at life after burning herself to death. Set in the Eastern Jin era when bureaucrats and their lofty yet equally hypocritical and oppressive ideas once ruled the empire, Chen Rong is made to use her past life’s experience to survive and hopefully find happiness this time around.
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 One night. An unwilling sacrifice. That is all it takes for Lan Qianyu to become pregnant with his child.
 For the sake of her flesh and blood in her womb, she is forced to marry him and step into the limelight as Mrs. Ye. To the public, he is a gentle, handsome, rich man who takes care of his family. In private, he is a cold, heartless, and domineering Devil Husband.
 He bans her from interacting with any men other than himself. Even making eye contact with other men can set him off into a jealous rage.
 Yet, he brings the woman he loves back home, and dotes on that woman right before her eyes. If their marriage is but a cold, empty shell, why is he refusing to let her go? In this marriage, she has to be on her toes every step of the way.
 One final day, she refuses to continue this game of love with him and dashingly walks away from him. “Devil Husband, I’m done!”
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