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The lord raised an eyebrow and said, "When I say one, you cannot answer with two." "Yes." So, she thought, answering with three should be fine, and it's not troublesome at all. "I want you to go east, you must not go west." "Yes." She nodded more submissively. If not east or west, then going north or south wouldn't be bad, not a big problem. "I forbid you to seek other men." "Yes!" She nodded even more affirmatively. She never sought out men; they usually came to her... [PS: The original title of this novel is "Bursting Laughter Concubine: Lord, I Will Wait for You to Divorce Your Wife."]

The night before their wedding, her fiancé ran off with his mistress. Out of frustration, she grabbed the man standing in front of the Civil Affairs Office, "President Mo, your bride has not arrived and my groom has run away...May I suggest we get married?" Before marriage, she said, "Even if we were to share the same bed, nothing would happen between us!" After marriage, he said, "If we don't try, how would we know?"

Noong gabi bago ang nakatakdang araw ng kanilang kasal, tumakbo ang kanyang mapapangasawa kasama ng kanyang kabit. Dahil sa kabiguan, hinila niya ang lalaki na nakatayo sa harap ng Civil Affairs Office, “President Mo, ang iyong mapapangasawang babae ay hindi pa dumarating at ang mapapangasawa kong lalaki naman at tumakbo na … maaari ko bang imungkahi na tayong dalawa na lamang ang magpakasal?” Bago magpakasal, sinabi ni Tangning, “Kahit na magsama tayo sa iisang kama, walang mangyayari sa pagitan nating dalawa!” Pagkatapos magpakasal, sinabi ni Mo Ting, “Kapag hindi natin sinubukan, paano natin malalaman?”

The end for a person is death, but what, then, is the end of death itself?

There was a time when every living thing was decimated and the galaxy was forced to restart with a single thought from the evils. “Is the final boss my wife?” Xu Chang’an exclaimed as he looked at his wife who was making dinner and shook his head. “The system must have malfunctioned again.” Under the tree in his garden, Xu Chang’an wrapped his arm around his wife’s waist and said, “There is something I have to settle outside. I’ll be back soon.” “Okay. Stay safe.” After seeing the husband off, his wife raised her head to look at the leaves and said, “I think my husband is going to cheat on me soon. Should I… just restart this world?”

This book was also called “I’m Really An Upright Man”. I am Qin Shujian. I’ve achieved nothing in both the way of the book and the sword in these prosperous 30 years. This is the growth journey of an honorable, compassionate, and upright man!

Atravieso el camino de la oscuridad y la imaginación. Me adentro en el reino nacido de la imaginación de los humanos. Reto a la magia de Harry Potter, comandando a los grandes Piratas del Caribe. Derroto la fuerza del Terminator, destruyendo la Ilusión de la Matrix. Virus, es mi esclavo.

"Do you like me?" "Yes..." "When did it start?" "A long time ago..." "Will you always like me?" "The fireworks...will always be with you..." Looking at her upturned face, the girl's timid hand was gently lifted up. The warmth in her palm has always been so familiar. "Want to go watch the fireworks together?" "Yes." The summer fireworks blooming in the deep night are just like your touching and tender smile twelve years ago. ---------------------------------- PS: Youth daily life story, childhood friend single female protagonist.

"I am not a god; I'm just a worker who leaves on time." "I will help you as much as I can during work hours, but after I clock out… you’re on your own." Workplace + Agriculture + Science Popularization + Deity + a little romance. Probably~ haha

Tong Huaqiong transmigrated to ancient times into the body of the malicious widow Tong Dajiao and witnessed the execution scene where the malicious widow and her children were wiped out. She returned to the year Tong Dajiao had just become a widow. At the age of forty, she was already a grandmother, embodying the roles of both a wicked stepmother and mother-in-law. Naturally, the children she raised were bad bamboo shoots. The only slight comfort she felt was that, as a widow, she didn't have to serve an old husband. In this transmigration story, she lacked all the golden fingers like systems or noble birth. She didn't even have the chance to rise through marriage. Who could a widow marry? Especially with a bunch of burdens. She could only rely on herself and her bunch of bad bamboos at home. Revitalize the family reputation, correct the children's behavior. Treat stepchildren, daughters-in-law, and granddaughters kindly, dismiss the plan of her youngest son to sell his granddaughter to a wealthy family in exchange for tuition fees, force the youngest son to strive through education on his own, use a stick to awaken the second son from being lazy and spoiled to becoming the family's backbone, and rid the youngest daughter of laziness, greed, and love-brain. Reclaim wasteland and plant crops using modern scientific knowledge, turning saline-alkali land into fertile fields, leading the whole family towards a moderately prosperous life; start a business from street vending, selling steamed buns, pastries, marinated dishes, raising pigs, beekeeping... gradually expanding their commercial territory.