I recommend a few books to you, I guarantee they are good to read, and they are also for my wife to read. 1. "Wan Qingsi" Which person who borrows a corpse to bring back the soul would be more miserable than her?
When she opened her eyes, there was a man making love to her~
You don’t have to tease her like this, right? Do you want to arrange a husband for her?
Wait, did she hear it correctly?
The man who had just claimed her immediately told people to "throw her out".
That’s right, throw it out!
It turns out that he is not her lover, but her enemy.
Okay, just throw it out,
Who told her to take over the body of the rightful owner and bear her hatred, she also admitted it,
< p> But where should I throw it? He actually threw her into a brothel!It seems that he really hates "her"...
How should she survive in such an environment? 2. "Traveling to a Foreign Country to Find a Handsome Boy" In this time and space, the legendary spiritual beasts, ancient monsters, fairies in the jungle, and the gods in the sky and the earth all retain a line of human blood... This ancient land has never been peaceful. .. She traveled through time, and her past and present lives were implicated in the curse of God, which contained murderous intent. In order to be reborn, she carried the wheel of fate of love on her back, walked into this chaotic world, and began her journey to dominate the world...
3. "The Charming Queen Jade Linglong" It is said that a lucky star fell from heaven to my palace, but why do I think this girl is a goblin!
Beating my concubine , I can’t bear it!
Stealing my private money, I can’t bear it!
Stealing my Shangfang sword, I can’t bear it!
You’ve burned me. I can't stand it anymore in the palace!
What? That dead girl ran out of the palace and wanted to be a hero! How is this possible? I want to catch that girl myself!
Of course, for the sake of the majesty of the royal family, I decided to take that girl into the harem and train her well! 4. "Xiao Ran Meng" It will be a long time before I see him again. I was shocked, by the crescent-shaped mask that seemed to have become a part of his body, by the cold deathly silence emanating from his body, and by those beautiful eyes that clearly reflected the colors of the world, but seemed to be nothing.
At that time, I’m afraid no one of us thought that when we met again, we would actually face each other with this identity.
I know that he did not recognize me; and I recognized him, but could no longer face him.