In the middle of the night, looking at the woman in his embrace, he smiled devilishly, “With your discontentment, do you want me to continue?”
“Discontentment?” The woman almost choked, “Who says I’m discontented?”
“You don’t have to be so reserved in front of me.”
“Who says I’m being reserved?” She roared.
“So, do you mean you are not reserved?”
“…” The woman smiled cunningly, “That’s right, I’m discontented and who do you think causes this?” She thought of giving him a personal attack but never had she expected that she would get herself into trouble.
“Since you are doubtful of my ability, looks like I’ll have to prove myself!” Without waiting for her reply, he went on top of her and satisfied her the whole night!
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Dreaming back in the middle of the night, Wen Mingtang saw the ending of the beauty who pampered the golden house;
After waking up from the dream, Wen Mingtang changed his core and decided to take a down-to-earth path…
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At the end of last year, the evaluation forms for personnel changes in various ministries in the capital came out, and the public chef of Dali Temple topped the list with a record of changing 12 cooks in half a year.
Since then, the public chef of Dali Temple has become famous in the first battle, and has become a nightmare for cooks all over the capital.
…
On this day, a new chef came to the public kitchen of Dali Temple who had been vacant for more than half a month…
Two railroad tracks rushed into the yard, and a steam train broke through the door.
The singer in cheongsam ate ten kilograms of steamed buns, stepped onto the railway track, roared, and stopped the train. She was a food cultivator.
The old man who smoked dry cigarettes blew out the smoke and burned the beauty's cheongsam. He was the smoke repairer.
The young man driving the rickshaw snatched the old man's pipe and pot and ran away without a trace. He was a traveling repairman.
After running for an hour, the young man was still on the train.
The train is a home for home repairs. Once you get on the train, you can’t even think about leaving.
This is Prozhou.
There are hundreds of schools in the world, who can compete with them?
Provincial, who is the leader.
Forced by her stepmother, she was desperate and signed an agreement with the mysterious rich man to marry into the rich family.
Three years after marriage, the rich husband spoiled her.
Except for not giving birth to an heir.
In the luxurious villa, Pei Qiqi angrily smashed the newspaper on the man: “It says I am a hen who doesn’t lay eggs, Tang Yu, it’s obviously your problem.”
The man put down the newspaper and seriously agreed with his little wife’s words: “How can you write silly, you are clearly a pig!”
“Tang! Yu!” She jumped with anger!
The man chuckles: “It doesn’t matter whether you have children, you are my little baby.”
Pei Qiqi: This style of painting, how to say it changes, has changed!
Yang Ge has never been the best in the world.
But later, everyone in the world said that he was the best in the world...
PS1: This is a story about friendship, ideals and reconciliation.
PS2: There are already high-quality old books with a price of more than 20,000 yuan, "From Boss to Martial Arts Leader" and "Humanity Yongchang". Those who are not satisfied can take a look!
Originally, there were no ghosts in the world, but when many believed in them, they appeared in people's hearts.
What should I do if I come to the declining world of immortal cultivation but cannot cultivate immortality because I have no spiritual roots?
Zhang Wei: If you can't break through, use series connection. If you don't have enough resources, use parallel connection. Anyway, keep electrifying me!
What should I do if my family has no foundation in the world of immortal cultivation for the first time?
Zhang Wei: My fellow Taoist, my mealworms are absolutely clean and hygienic!
What should I do if I have no clue about the methods of alchemy, talismans, arrays, etc.?
Zhang Wei: Stop talking! Stop talking! Besides, my hairline is going to move back again!
Second Master, Second Master! The ancestor of the sickly sect of the Hehuan Sect next door is here again!
Zhang Wei: It's okay, she is addicted to immortality, I will just go and electrify her.
Many years later, when Zhang Wei finally broke through the pond of the five domains and saw a wider world, his expression suddenly became like a bereaved mother.
Zhang Wei: Alas, I came to the wrong place, and I still have to help the poor! What? You said you have oil? From now on, you are my half-brother!
ps: The author is not an electrical professional, so some settings are just for your reference, don't be too serious.
Player – the legendary fourth natural disaster.
No one can predict what will happen in the special world of “Blood Arena” when a traveler who is forced to bear the fate of the devil leads a group of sand sculpture players.
When Wang Hao Ku Ku Di stretched his finger towards the enemy…
“Long live the charge!”
“Demacia!”
“For the Alliance!”
“For the tribe!”
“Wait! Kill the Long Live Charger first, and beat the Demacia one, and our brothers will decide the outcome!”
“it is good!”
Wang Hao: I’m %$#@%, I’m too hard
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After finally coming back from that hellish world, you actually want to open a game company to cover up that world?
Wait, my shell company has become the light of domestic games, what the hell is this?
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Every fortune-telling has gold, but after the emergence of Heavenly Dao, Chen Banxian found that something was wrong with his gold.
Looking at the woman dragging the fox's tail away, he opened the hexagram money she paid.
"Ding, get one of the nine tails, and the number of lives +1."
It was obviously a red note, but after picking it up, it turned into——
"Ding, get the passive skill, I won't listen if you don't listen."
Chen Banxian:? ? ?
"Gan, you won't be able to make any money from this business anymore!"
Traveling back to the Northern Song Dynasty, he became Wu Song, and from then on he unfolded a magnificent fairy tale landscape.
One hundred and eight demons reincarnated and caused chaos;
The spirit of the true dragon is torn apart, and the Song and Yuan Dynasties are fighting;
The Xianmen and the Hiddenmen appeared one after another to control the court;
Confucianism, Taoism, Law, and Buddhism are all yin and yang, and a hundred schools of thought contend:
Taoist priests who guard the dragon veins, demons who escape from control, monks who guard the destiny of the country, warlocks who kill invisible people, low-level sects, secret successors who control machine beasts, Meng Yuan warships sailing into the sea...
A different world of immortals and heroes...