The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss - Chapter 2755 - : Ending (9)

Copy one:
“Even if the limit is changed, I will take his company.”
This was the last sentence Luan Yenan said before going through the book.
As a strong woman in charge of the world’s top 500 investment companies, she did not expect that the final outcome would be a sudden death and a book after three consecutive days of sleepless nights.
The character that he wears is still a crazy scumbag who first abused the heroine and then had his glands cut off by the black heroine.
Crazy batch? Coincidentally, so am I.
Scum A? Excuse me, my mother doesn’t make an appointment.
As for the heroine, do you mean this little girl who is begging for mercy with tears under my control now?
Black and white? interesting.
It’s better for me to cultivate it myself, but I want to see how she cuts the glands.

Text two:
Zuo Baixuan, who finally differentiated into an Omega, was sold by her adoptive parents to a crazy scumbag, thinking that she would live a dark day from now on.
Unexpectedly, on the first day of marriage, when I was being held down tightly, just because I said “I want to graduate smoothly, I don’t want to have children so early”, the scum A, who was almost out of control, put away the pheromones and calmed down.
Afterwards, the ignorant and incompetent scum A seemed to have changed his personality and became a visiting professor at the school.
One day, Luan Yenan’s pheromones were disordered and his life was dying on the hospital bed: “I’ll give you back your freedom, let’s get a divorce.”
Zuo Baixuan chuckled, grabbed Luan Yenan’s hands, and brought them closer together: “I have successfully graduated.”
“so what?”
“I want to have a baby with you.”
Let’s see who is crazy.
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Private settings are like mountains, don’t spray me (hold your head) A has no second set of organs, other settings are also subject to the text.

Content tags: A soft spot for a match made in heaven Sweet text Wearing a book
Search keywords: Protagonist: Luan Yenan, Zuo Baixuan ┃ Supporting roles: Jiang Lingdan, Chen Huanyu ┃ Others:

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After transmigrating to Hong Huang and becoming a minor shaman in Hou Tu’s tribe, Chu Xuan shocked everyone by repeatedly offering poisonous plans in order to avoid becoming Cannon Fodder in the Great Calamity.Who would have thought? The poisonous plans were incredibly effective.The Demon Clan established the Heavenly Court and united countless races?Chu Xuan: Establish the path of the Heavenly Tribulation and share the power with the Heavenly Court. From now on, all beings must undergo the tribulation!In Zixiao Palace, it was said that those without Primordial Spirits couldn’t listen to the Dao?Chu Xuan: Create the path of the Heavenly Demon as a tribulation for Primordial Spirits. All who possess one will suffer!During the war between the Wu race and Demons, countless souls were left with no place to go, and the Calamity Qi of heaven and earth ran rampant. Who asked Hou Tu to reincarnate?Chu Xuan: If you don’t work hard in your cultivation, you’ll end up as brothers in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.…Chu Xuan: I have a plan that can completely resolve the Great Calamity of the Demons and Wu races!Hou Tu: Chu Xuan, calm down first. Things haven’t come to that point yet.

A mediocre, low-born beggar, he relied on only his firm and indomitable spirit to desperately cultivate but still could not exceed the masses. Then by fortune’s favor, he awakened a long-extinct ancient martial soul. Since that day, he soared like a comet on the path of cultivation. From his humble beginnings as an outsider in the Ling Clan, his name, Ling Xiao, would ring throughout the world.

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor.
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’‽”

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