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At age 3, she knew who she wanted to marry. At age 10, she gave away her first kiss. At age 20, she became his personal bodyguard. For her childhood best friend to still run away after all this, what was the point of her learning marital art all these years? The saddest thing to come out of all this was the fact that she was the one feeling burdened all this time… Five years later. “Mommy! How come I am so cute but I do not have a daddy?” “How should I know? Go ask your daddy!” Xia Yuxun watched the newly married couple through the TV screen and answered without looking back. Half an hour later, at the live wedding that was being broadcasted, a crying child was grabbing onto the groom’s leg and screaming “daddy”. The man stared at the miniature version of himself and asked, “Where’s your mommy?” Xia Yuxun, who was watching this live show gulped, “You brat, you are digging your mom a hole!”

"Buddy, that woman has woken up." Tomorrow was Wen Ruoqing's wedding day, but someone dragged her and sent her to a hotel. Wen Ruoqing woke up and found there was a camera in front of the bed, waiting to shoot her steamy scene with two guys. Wen Ruoqing escaped from the window and fell in the arms of Ye Sichen, the most powerful man in this city. Wen Ruoqing removed Ye Sichen's bathrobe and kissed him... After an erotic night, Wen Ruoqing wanted to leave quietly. However, Ye Sichen stopped her, "No women dared to climb onto my bed. You know what you deserve." Oh hell, she offended the most powerful man. She was screwed! Unexpectedly, Ye Sichen offered her... a marriage certification?!

Charlie Thompson, seventeen, grew up in a poor and remote village and now makes a living as a deliveryman. He has only just recovered from the stab wounds that nearly killed him, and the treatment has drained almost all of his savings. Even so, he can feel his life shifting. When he was in the hospital, his jade pendant stirred and a stream of cultivation and medical knowledge poured into his mind. From that moment on, he knew everything was about to change.

At the age of ten, he shyly called out "Sister Jiang," a slender, small boy obedient like a little milk dog. She imitated the adults, kissing his forehead to comfort him. When they met again, he was dressed in a sharp suit with gold-rimmed glasses, his every move as noble and pure as glimmering frost and snow, unapproachably lofty. Tearing off that scholar's disguise, he finally revealed his fangs in the darkness. "Isn't this what you taught me?" he whispered, encircling her slim waist from behind and seeking a kiss, his voice seductive, nearly playful as he called out those two words, "Sister Jiang." Jiang Jiu only then realized that the other party had long since become an obsessive and scheming mad dog, in a place she knew not of.

After graduating from college, Liu Zheng returned to his hometown because his brother was injured, propping up the small family clinic. However, following an accidental fall in the mountains, he was fortunate enough to have a serendipitous encounter. From then on, he wielded medicine in his left hand and martial arts in his right. The villagers of the small mountain village stepped onto the path to wealth!

"Am I not normal?" "Abnormal!" "What's abnormal about me?" "Where are you normal? Who else would eat lamb spine and report the owner for using sheep with congenital spinal deformities?" "Who else would drink a coffee and insist on explaining what tarry stools are?" "Where's there a medical student who has won a national science and technology first prize?" "Where's there a student who makes professors serve them tea and water?" "Where's there a resident doctor who's scolded the chief so harshly they're drenched in dog's blood?!" "Where's there a doctor..." "Tell me... where are you normal?!" Chen Gong fell silent for a moment, looking at the other person, "To live, one doesn't need to be too normal!" ... Rather than mentally exhausting oneself, it's better to drive others crazy. Just as the saying goes, to live, one doesn't need to be too normal! Similarly, to be a doctor, one definitely doesn't need to be too normal!

Lao Li's family finally gave birth to a girl! It's a pity that we are on the road to escape... Mrs. Li: What should I do? My baby has no milk to drink! Jiayin spat out bubbles of saliva and waved her little hands: "Don't be afraid, I have space, bring your own rations!" So... Li Laosi: Mom, I picked up a dairy goat on the roadside! Li Laosi’s wife: Mom, this rabbit hit the tree by itself! Li Laosan: Mom, I went to fetch water, and the big fish jumped into the bucket! Li Laosan’s wife: Mom, a handful of rice actually makes a pot of rice! Mrs. Li's head was buzzing. With the blessing of her ancestors, she was giving birth to a little lucky girl, who would prosper her family once she was born! As soon as she turned around, there was a pile of dates, apples and pears on the kang... Old lady Li: "Wait! Fu Niu'er, let grandma slow down. We have good things, so we have to take them out slowly!" Li Jiayin :Hee hee hee Keywords of the novel: Transformed into a little farmer's little Fubao, and cheated on the road to escape without pop-up windows. Translated into a peasant's little Fubao, and cheated on the way to escape from the wilderness. Download the full txt version. Transmapped into a peasant's little Fubao, he cheated on the road to escape from the wilderness.

The all-mighty CEO of the Mo Corporation, Mo Shiting, fell into a trap and got into a flash marriage, and the culprit was an unknown little girl. Everyone was shocked! It was said that the young master of the Mo family was cold-blooded, cruel, and decisive. The little girl must be in trouble now, they thought. But what they didn't know was that this little girl, called Gu Li, was not only eccentric and thick-skinned, but she was also very good at sweet-talking. She was born to subdue Mo Shiting. Until one day— Reporter: "Young Master Mo, please use a phrase to describe yourself." Mo Shiting: "A wife-doting maniac." Reporter: "Are there no other phrases you can use to describe yourself?" Mo Shiting: "Afraid of my wife?" Everyone else: "Young Master Mo, blink if you've been kidnapped."

Hm... Fantasy battle, smart MC, smart heroins, supper plot twist...etc... are all things that... this novel doesn't have. This place only has... Stupid MC, Normal heroins, normal plot, slice of life and... some sh*t thing. I just want to write what I want no matter how bad it is. ( ' 3') --------------- After going bankrupt, with nothing left in his hands, Lathel died at the age of 50. After his death, a god offered him a chance to go to another world and help the male protagonists. His mission was to solve the problems surrounding the heroines so that the male protagonists could easily get along with them. To be more precise, his job was similar to that of a chef. He would Process the ingredients and cook a sumptuous feast, while the male protagonists just needed to sit at the table and enjoy it. After completing his mission, he was threatened by a stranger. In the face of this threat Lathel just smiled and decided to commit suicide. After he died, those heroines also dropped their facade and revealed their true nature. Lathel once again met the god who helped him. This time, the god allowed him to choose the world he wanted to go to as a gift for completing his task. He then chose a Fantasy world, a place most men dreamt of. However, the Fantasy world had too many people to choose from, moreover the number of main character and antagonist slots were all full. In the end, Lathel accepted to take on the role of an extremely weak supporting character to go to the Fantasy world. However, this time he didn't need to work or help the main character. He just needed to not affect the main character's development. Lathel: “Hm... as long as it doesn't affect the main character... then... Can I make a harem?” God: “Of course.” Lathel: “Hm... so... I just need to avoid the main character's woman.” God: “That's right. You just need to try to survive in that world. Ah! I will give you a system that will help you have a good life in that world. I Hope you enjoy this new life.” Lathel: “Um! So my harem will consist of lackluster women, it seems like a peaceful life is waiting for me.” God: “Hm... not really...” *** See the character's pic here: https://twitter.com/HikaruKiki1111

Hm... Batalha de fantasia, protagonista inteligente, heroínas inteligentes, super reviravoltas... etc... são todas coisas que... esta novel não tem. Este lugar só tem... Protagonista estúpido, heroínas normais, enredo normal, slice of life e... alguma m*rda. Eu só quero escrever o que eu quero, não importa o quão ruim seja. ( ' 3') --------------- Depois de ir à falência, sem mais nada em suas mãos, Lathel morreu aos 50 anos. Após sua morte, um Deus lhe ofereceu a chance de ir para outro mundo e ajudar os protagonistas masculinos. Sua missão era resolver os problemas em torno das heroínas para que os protagonistas masculinos pudessem facilmente se dar bem com elas. Para ser mais preciso, seu trabalho era semelhante ao de um chef. Ele processaria os ingredientes e prepararia um banquete suntuoso, enquanto os protagonistas masculinos só precisavam sentar à mesa e aproveitar. Após completar sua missão, ele foi ameaçado por um estranho. Diante dessa ameaça, Lathel apenas sorriu e decidiu cometer suicídio. Depois que ele morreu, aquelas heroínas também deixaram cair suas fachadas e revelaram sua verdadeira natureza. Lathel encontrou mais uma vez o Deus que o ajudou. Desta vez, o Deus permitiu que ele escolhesse o mundo para o qual queria ir como um presente por completar sua tarefa. Ele então escolheu um Mundo de Fantasia, um lugar com o qual a maioria dos homens sonhava. No entanto, o Mundo de Fantasia tinha muitas pessoas para escolher, além disso, o número de vagas para protagonista e antagonista estava todo preenchido. No final, Lathel aceitou assumir o papel de um personagem secundário extremamente fraco para ir ao Mundo de Fantasia. Contudo, desta vez ele não precisava trabalhar ou ajudar o protagonista. Ele só precisava não afetar o desenvolvimento do protagonista. Lathel: “Hm... contanto que não afete o protagonista... então... Posso fazer um harém?” Deus: “Claro.” Lathel: “Hm... então... eu só preciso evitar a mulher do protagonista.” Deus: “Isso mesmo. Você só precisa tentar sobreviver naquele mundo. Ah! Eu lhe darei um sistema que o ajudará a ter uma boa vida naquele mundo. Espero que você aproveite esta nova vida.” Lathel: “Hum! Então meu harém consistirá de mulheres sem brilho, parece que uma vida pacífica está me esperando.” Deus: “Hm... não exatamente...” ***