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Today, Bian Xiao recommended to everyone: Chu Fei forgot to tell the truth by the river, and the seventh love was finally complete. Princess Chu topped the list.
The first book: Princess Chu by Gongzi Shu.
Introduction: Chu Fei forgot to tell the truth by the river, and the love of VII was finally complete. Princess Chu topped the list. Died seven times. Ning Shu stood at the edge of Forgotten River and asked, Your Highness Chu, do I have a husband in this life? Is your highness so handsome, beautiful, intelligent, gentle and considerate? Chu Wang Jiang: Yes, all of them.
Wonderful content: A noisy voice exploded in her ear: "Are you awake? What took you so long this time? Girls can't take it easy. Wouldn't it be better to sleep forever? However, this life is also a terrible death. Look at this ugly and ugly ... "
Being hit by this slap on the sansheng stone, Ning Shu landed on the back of her head and almost fainted again, vaguely thinking: Here we go again, how many times has she died?
"Ning girl, Ning girl?" A pale bone claw dangled in front of her eyes, and she cried, "Oh, no, you're not going to die, are you?"
Ning Shu weakly patted the bone claws that were too lively and pulled him a horrible smiling face: "I won't be stupid when I die, I will only get better and better." Why don't you try? "
Dendrobium is a ghost who has only been in office for one hundred years. She died only once, shaking her head in horror at her penetrating jokes.
Ning Shu turned over from the sansheng stone and sat up: "Have you eaten? I didn't eat a grain of rice four or five days before I died, and my girl was so hungry that she was dizzy. "
"You are dead, what are you still hungry? I've never seen a ghost in the underworld want to eat. If you are really hungry, say yes ~ "Dendrobium raised her bony claws and sent them to her. "Why don't you make do with a bite?"
Ning Shu threatened to bite.
Dendrobium shrank back in fear: This aunt dared to peek at Yan Luowang's bath. What else is she afraid of? Don't really give him a bite.
Ning Shu shrugged his shoulders regretfully, bent down to pick up Doman cinnabar flower and put it in his mouth: it's such a bad thing to be a ghost. It has no taste in her mouth, and it tastes terrible.
Dendrobium smiled and continued to chirp behind her: "How did you die this time?"
Ningshu looked at Guanghua, the jade-white stone, reflecting her face and body, and her blood was red, even more terrible than the evil spirits in eighteen layers of hell. NingShu himself got a fright and almost became the first ugly ghost.
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The second book: Lu Han's pastoral husband
Introduction: Ugly wife Meng Bao, different story, equally wonderful, welcome dear into the pit. In an accident, Meng Qianyou, a 2 1 century "lone star", became attached to a peasant girl with the same name and surname, and began a prosperous peasant life. But who can tell her what this future husband really is? Small theater 1: "Little sister, that boy is your future husband".
Wonderful content: several people are ready to start digging. Meng Ganyou asked them to wait, pointed to the mature seeds on it and said to Meng's younger brothers and sisters, "Mom, you, your aunt, your third aunt will pick the seeds on it first."
Meng was considerate and picked up the basket to pick seeds first, followed by the other two, and the rest of them went to dig Tianqi after picking seeds.
Everyone was so busy that even Meng Jie and Meng Qian picked the seeds of Panax notoginseng piled beside them.
Half a morning passed and everyone slowed down.
Meng Qianyou took the water out of the basket, poured it into the bowl and said to everyone, "Let's have a rest with some water."
They walked beside her, and each picked up a bowl of water and drank it. Only Meng Dajin sat still in the shade of the tree.
Meng Qian picked up a bowl of water and handed it to Meng Dajin. "Uncle, have some water."
Meng Dajin gave her a look, drank a few mouthfuls of water and dried up.
"Uncle, are you going to give up?" Meng Qian stared at him and asked.
Meng Dajin eyes a bright.
"Uncle, it is best not to have this idea. Since we say that we are not afraid of hardship, we must stick to it until we finish digging. Otherwise, you know my tricks. " Meng Qian warned in a low voice.
"I didn't say not to dig, I just want to have a rest." Meng Dajin nu way.
They looked this way. Meng Dajin's family wanted to come forward. Meng Shi took her hand and shook his head with a smile.
"This is the best. Uncle is not used to farm work, so he can do it slowly. If he is tired, he can have a rest. No one will restrain you, but you can't be lazy, let alone skate. " Meng Qian, you keep talking.
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The third book, My Husband's Success, was written in a bowl.
She put on a red veil and became arrogant! I have arrived at the door of my future husband's house, ready to fall! What a big change this is! ? ! I cann't believe she's carrying it back again ! ! Once, he thought that if he loved her, he would let go; Now I understand that I can't leave her alone in such a deep love, even if there are more storms ahead.
Wonderful content: In order to celebrate the birthday of Emperor Wugan, the whole country should advance one night, and every household should make grand arrangements, hang festive red lanterns and red silks, and greet tomorrow with the most eager mood.
It is already in the ink garden under red lights everywhere, and Zhu Moxue is writing on the console table.
The flying butterfly gathered up its cuffs and stood there studying the ink carefully. The warbler couldn't help leaning against the corner of the sofa and nodding her head. Glittering saliva ran down her mouth, and she didn't know what to dream about.
This is what Gu Rong saw when he came in. Touching her head, she walked lightly to Butterfly Dance, patted her on the shoulder and motioned for her to take Yingying down to have a rest first.
Gu Rong stood in the original position of the butterfly dance, picked up the cold milk dew and handed it to Zhu Moxue. "Young lady, it's late. It's time to rest. "
Zhu Moxue put down his pen, turned his right hand and wrote some sore wrists, then took it and drank slowly.
Gu Rong Zhu Mo waited for Xueyou to have a drink and walked behind her with her shoulders and neck in her arms.
Zhu Mo Cedar breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Gu Rong's hand strength is always just right, and it's so comfortable to pinch. I think my mother must like it best when you pinch her shoulder. "
Gu Rong was recalled and sighed with nostalgia: "Yes, my wife was very naughty when she was a child. Although she is a famous lady, she always likes to go out and often falls off her body, so she dare not let anyone know. I secretly went to mommy's to steal medicinal liquor and give her a massage. She has practiced this craft for many years. Hehe, my wife is always proud to say that it is all her credit. "
Zhu Moxue seldom listened to her mother's past and asked with some interest, "I didn't expect her mother to be so naughty." She must be spoiled by her grandparents. "