Triiffic-Soul: Can I Be In Control? - Chapter 126 – This isn’t what I asked?

The little white fox Xueli, by chance, picked up Zilan, the young master of the Tian Lang clan in the nine layers of heaven, who accidentally fell into the fairyland. Because of the language barrier, the two had a series of ridiculous stories, but in the end they fell in love with each other. A warm and sweet fairy tale, the love story between the big furball Zilan and the little furball Xueli, combined with the background of myths and legends, constructs a lively and cute fantasy story.

Xueli is a carefree little white fox in the forest, until a big snow wolf falls from the sky one day. The wolf was seriously injured and he couldn’t speak the language of the forest. Xueli went over to take a look curiously, and brought him some food, but the other party followed her. Such a big wolf followed her all day, looked at her, licked her, and forcibly wrapped her in his fur! Xueli was frightened to death, kicked him desperately, slapped him, yelled to go away, but the difference in size was too big, it was useless, waahh…

Because of the failure of the tribulation, Zilan was forced to transform into the original body of the divine beast, and fell into a small fairyland that was isolated from the world and could not understand the language. However, he did not expect to see the legendary Nine Tail Fox that had disappeared for thousands of years here. The little fox is lively, kind and cute, and he likes her very much. She not only walked around him worriedly, but also brought him fruits to eat and found herbs to heal his injuries. Zilan was deeply moved and decided to reciprocate by acting as a bodyguard for her and keeping her warm at night. He decided to bring the little nine-tailed fox back to the upper fairyland, marry her as his wife, and announce to everyone that she is the love of his life and the treasure of this world.

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Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”

Wei Cheng dressed up as the second child of the Wei family, with a dull and dull personality.

The original owner’s family lived outside the county seat, while the original owner lived alone in the countryside and helped the family farm. His family eats spicy food, and he eats rice with bran.

The original owner was twenty years old and didn’t say he was married. His eldest brother married a daughter-in-law and gave birth to a son.

It was hard for the family to remember his marriage, but after the original owner got married, it was hard for him to continue living in the country, which would cause gossip, and later his family simply separated him.

Divorce before marrying a wife.

When arranging a blind date at home, I met a woman who hated him and was full of dislike for the original owner.

The original owner also liked a girl in the village, and was disgusted and abused in the same way, and his family also disliked his poor and shabby clothes.

After the separation, they also divided into a dilapidated house that no one lived in for a few years, and the original owner left after thinking about it.

Wei Cheng traveled to ancient times by car accident and started his new life, marrying brothers and daughters-in-law, doing business, from being looked down upon by poor relatives, to getting rich later, step by step towards a wealthy family.

Weicheng traveled to a prosperous and powerful country. It was a dilapidated family outside the suburbs of Nanshan County. After the separation, they went from doing business to being a peddler and wholesaler.

Time Traveling Gong V Gentle and Capable Brother Shou

His family is poor.

Sit and wait for a slap in the face.

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“Hot Noodles request to add you as a friend.”An inexplicable friend request, a non-existent contact.Claiming to be a message from herself in the future, intimately knowledgeable about her past.Fang Xiaocao was utterly numb.Hot Noodles: Danger, do not go home tonight.“Is this some kind of joke?”Staring at the WeChat message, Fang Xiaocao rolled her eyes and opened the anti-theft door.Hot Noodles: At midnight, when the knocking starts, don't turn on the light if you don't want to die.In the early morning: 00:00:00Fang Xiaocao was woken by the knocking sound. She was just about to turn on the bedside lamp when she remembered that bizarre message.She pulled back her hand and stayed put until dawn, only to know her neighbor next door, a woman living alone just like her was murdered at midnight...Fang Xiaocao was suddenly covered in a cold sweat.Hot Noodles: To celebrate our narrow escape from death, go to the flea market before three in the afternoon, stall number 7, and buy the seventh inkstone on the left-hand side. The seller's bottom price is 80, but the inkstone is worth 8 million.After last night's ordeal, Fang Xiaocao inexplicably chose to believe.She successfully bought an inkstone for a hundred dollars, and later discover it was indeed a imperial inkstone from the Qing Qianlong era, worthing 8 million!Fang Xiaocao stood there, dumbfounded!Following the message's instructions, she bought a second-hand car.But little did she know, the guidance was linking her into a series of events that dragged out a murder case and a fortune worth two small goals.Who on earth sent her the messages?It's really her future self?Or it's some kind of bizarre game?