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 He lowered his eyelashes, his expression suddenly a little hurt, and his lips pursed slightly.
 Tao Ling's heart softened, and he said that it was like I was bullying the small.
 After a long confrontation, he typed again on the notepad. Wen Qingying didn't rush, she just stood holding a large pot of flowers, looking resigned.
 After Tao Ling finished typing, he glanced at him and handed it over: "Orchids are too expensive. It's a pity that I died. If you want to give me flowers, give them to roses. I want the pot you just planted."
 His expression was fairly calm, but his posture was a little bit more solemn than usual in the office. Wen Qingying looked at him for a while, as if judging whether he could continue to persevere.
 In the end, he put down the Phalaenopsis in his hand and hugged the pot of white roses just now.
 Tao Ling took the flowers and said in a low voice, "With the way you are sending flowers, the shop will close in less than two months."
 Wen Qingying knew what he was muttering, and after handing over the flowers, he typed a line: "I didn't give flowers to others, only to you, sir."
 "Why?" Tao Ling raised his brows, brought out some provocation out of thin air, and looked at him with great interest.
 The mouth shape of these three words should be well judged. Wen Qingying was still a little anxious when she was rejected just now, but at this moment she suddenly regained her impeccable peace.
 The eyes he looked at Tao Ling were still sincere, and the corners of his mouth slowly drew a slight arc.
 Tao Ling: "..."
 Half a minute later, he walked out of the store with a pot of small roses in one hand.
 The autumn is getting deeper, but the rose is still blooming warmly. The injured petals softly rubbed against Tao Ling's chest, like a butterfly that has temporarily stopped.
 Perhaps the last of the butterflies this fall.
 After taking a shower in the evening, Tao Ling turned on the computer, while working on the courseware for the platform course for the second half of the semester, while writing the papers to be submitted to the academic conference.
 The rose is placed on the table and can be seen every time you look up.
 An hour later, his eyes fell on the flower and he never looked away. He gently rubbed a leaf while thinking about how to arrange the teaching content.
 "Non-classical meditation and early hermitic spirit...how to adapt to the lawfulness of witchcraft...the instrumental element in the world of witchcraft...the importance of language perfection in the process of transformation from witchcraft to religion. Language, language ,language……"
 What is the relationship between deaf people and language?
 Tao Ling frowned and was in a daze, when the phone suddenly vibrated beside him, and he was shocked, his body straightened involuntarily, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
 Taking a rough breath, he turned his head to look at the caller ID, it was a former senior brother. Senior brother is now teaching at S University. He has been with him for many years and has always taken good care of him.
 When the phone was picked up, the other side asked with concern, "Tao Ling, are you busy?"
 "Senior brother, I'm not busy. I was thinking about the question and lost my mind, but I didn't hear the call." Tao Ling took out his glasses and rubbed his brows.
 Senior brother laughed: "Have you stayed up late again? Don't be too nervous. I'm going back to Wu City tomorrow, and I'm going to have a meal after work?"
 Tao Ling didn't answer for a while, and the other end said, "Don't worry, there are not many people, just me as a colleague, and I'm not a noisy person. If you are busy, we will choose at the school gate."
 "This is not good, you all come all the way." Tao Ling said.
 Senior Brother: "Come on, I don't know you yet? Asking you to come out for a gathering would be the same as killing your life. You won't come if you are far away. It's just the three of us. I'll take him to St. Maiden's Town for a walk tomorrow. , you call me after work. What do you want to eat? You decide."
 "Ximen..." Tao Ling said, sighing halfway through, "Forget it, that hot pot outside the East Gate, I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time."
 "Okay." Senior brother replied, "It's settled, see you tomorrow. You don't need to bring anything."
 Tao Ling: "Don't worry, I didn't want to bring it either."
 Senior brother laughed heartily: "I like you like this."
 After hanging up the phone, Tao Ling was bored and dragged his phone around, swiping around, and without knowing how, he clicked on the notepad that came with the system.
 He doesn't have the habit of cleaning up his mobile phone at any time, so the record of talking to Wen Qingying in the past two days is still there.
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 Tao Ling’s surname is Tao, and therefore he loves to escape. However, there is nowhere to escape in life, including dreamland—until he stumbles upon a young florist. 
 The name of the young man is Wen Qingying. He can neither speak nor hear. 
 As such, Tao Ling would come around the flower shop every day to chit-chat as much as he pleased. Then one day, the young man suddenly spoke, “I’ve caught you red-handed many times.” 
 Tao Ling: “???” 
 Wen Qingying: “I won’t expose you as long as you come home with me.” 
 Tao Ling: “!!!” 
 Note: Tao Ling’s surname, Tao(陶tao2) sounds the same as “escape” in Chinese.
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 The traitor Gu Mang returned to his home kingdom again. Everyone rejoiced in his banishment. It was said the one who hated him most was his closest friend – the cold and stoic Young Master Mo.
 A rumour: Young Master Mo prepared three hundred and sixty-five methods of torture to try on Gu Mang, enough to play with him for a year without repetition.
 But what’s the truth then?
 Well the truth is even more unspeakable–
 Mo Xi’s identity: the most abstinent commander of the empire.
 His relationship with the traitor Gu Mang: they’d slept together before.
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 The day he snaps her virginity, he loses himself to her. Over a night, the frugal orphan girl Lu Raorao who everyone loathes becomes the daughter-in-law of Qing Family, making everyone jealous. Before people, he is the superior hardhearted CEO, while behind people, he is the husband who dotes on his wife. “Mr. President, give me a break.” She feels sore in her garden. And he smiles and flings himself upon her who has just pulled herself together again… 
 “Okay. Wait till your afterlife.”
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 Big news: Fu Xuechen, the great God of mathematics department, is making friends with the little cutie of the Chinese department.
 Her roommate pressed her: “I heard that the great God is chasing you!!!”
 Ran Xing with a blank face: “He didn’t chase me!”
 Her roommate asked, “What is he looking for you?”
 Ran Xing looked at the sleeping God: “Lying on the desk next to me and sleeping.”
 Roommate: “…”
 Fu Xuechen is a patient with severe insomnia. His dark circles are comparable to those of Gaara. He was prepared for sudden death long before he met Ran Xing.
 But after one look, he fell asleep on his desk.
 He simply asked for her timetable and slept next to her every day.
 Later, Ran Xing rented a house outside. Her roommate asked her for something and rang the bell. But Fu Xuechen, who was only wearing pajamas, opened the door.
 The roommate quickly apologized: “Sorry, I went to the wrong place.”
 Fu Xuechen said lazily: “You didn’t go wrong. She’s inside!”
 Roommate: “…”
 She said that the great God did not chase her!!!
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 They had been together since high school. Together, they faced the cold faces of their parents and the satirical or disdainful eyes of others, started a business and experienced all kinds of ups and downs. When their company was on the right track, Zhishu He was asked to give up his career to stay at home, while Wenxu Jiang gradually changed and began to indulge in merry-making. However, Zhishu chose to forgive him. Zhishu got an incurable disease, while Wenxu Jiang was still indifferent. Zhishu still chose to forgive him. Love had become a kind of habit, which was equal to an incurable disease.
 In a peaceful sunny day, Zhishu quietly left Wenxu Jiang and the house in which they had lived for a long time without an advance notice.
 Soon he was gone. A man with pure spirit and deep love for Wenxu Jiang disappeared from this world forever…
 Sometimes love cannot stand the test of time. Someone will not know how to cherish the love until he loses it…
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 Shane traveled to the world of swords and magic.
 In this life, he only wanted to learn magic quietly and then marry a young and beautiful female elf.
 But he never expected that he would accidentally become the successor of the Demon King.
 It was predicted that he would be hunted by people all over the world!
 Shane had to hide his identity and grow up quietly.
 Fortunately, the power of the Demon King he inherited not only gave him unlimited power, but also enabled him to build a demon landmark and constantly summon demons from the abyss!
 So, Shane hid the demon landmark in the capital of the human empire and began to increase his troops!
 Transform the Saint's Monastery into a succubus nest and let the succubi become holy nuns!
 Transform the bank into a vampire castle and let the vampires control the economic lifeline!
 Transform the mine into a cemetery of the undead, and seize the mineral resources with the zero-consumption, year-round skeleton undead!
 Transform the Imperial Palace into the Demon King's Castle and occupy the harem...
 When all the creatures in the world are looking for the successor of the Demon King, little do they know that the Demon King has already occupied the world!
 That day, the hero was defeated, and the goddess of fate came to the world and let Shane give a victory speech.
 Shane, lying on the snow-white pillow of the Elf Queen, said sincerely, "I became a demon king in order to marry a goddess!"
 Goddess of fate: ???Show moreAuthor's Other NovelsStarting with the succubus nun, I can edit the character entries.
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 Gawain is dead and was transmigrated, but there was a slight problem during the process. 
 After floating for more than a hundred thousand years on a different continent, he felt that he might need a body to become a complete transmigrator, but he did not expect that…
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 “Your Majesty, the pirates are coming!” said a soldier in panic.
 “Don’t worry, let the ninja assassinate the tactical troops to solve them.” Pulkit smiled.
 “Your Majesty, the naval fleet came over, the leader is the three Admirals!” Another soldier panicked.
 “Three Admirals? Let the Kenpachi Zaraki team handle that.” Pulkit smiled.
 “Your Majesty, the Four Emperors came to attack!” Another soldier panicked.
 “Don’t mess, go and call the dragon!” Pulkit smiled.
 “Your Majesty, the revolutionary army united with the world government and the world’s pirates all over!”
 Another soldier was alarmed. Pulkit wears the Pluto God clothes, pick up the sword around, his eyes turned into Rinnegan, stood up and sneered, “just right, today they will be wiped out.”
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 See how the little security guards play in the city and set off waves of waves! 
 As a student, I don’t stay in the school honestly; as a boss, I don’t know how much the companies and companies under my control make every year; as a man, I have emotional entanglements with many beauties; as a triad The boss, he does not allow the association to sell drugs, and does not allow members to bully the weak and collect protection fees; 
 What is the underworld? It is the knife head that licks the blood and the canthus must be reported. It is the occasional bleed of dissatisfaction for five steps. It is the savagery of my fist that I have the final say regardless of the rationale. 
 Reborn in the world, full of magic, chasing power, grabbing money, nestling in red and green, what is it for?
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 When Wen Ning was 20 years old, she was taken back to Hancheng’s Jiang house to fulfill her engagement. After marriage although, Jiang Shu was humble and courteous for half a year. In the end, she failed to warm his heart.
 Leaving that night, the rain and cold wind made the little girl curl up on the cold chair with her legs in her arms, and her thin face was pale with cold.
 In the car not far away, the assistant said nervously, “Mr. Jiang, shall I go and get Miss Wen back?” The man hung his lips coldly, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep: “Let her be might as well she learn a lesson. If she can’t stand it, she will go home.” Jiang Shu miscalculated for the first time in his life. After that night, he never even heard her voice again.
 Few weeks later.
 Jiang Shu received a call about his sister asking for family members to bail after she caused trouble in a bar. The man didn’t care: “Don’t let it out, just lock it up.”
 Jiang Mengmeng heared the call: “Brother! My little sister-in-law is here too! She is locked up with me! Help us!” Jiang Shu sat up and said, “Ask her to say something to me.”
 Wen Ning abruptly said, “No comment.”
 The man suddenly lost his voice and replied: “Wait for me, I will come right away.”
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 The first time they met, all the other noble women scurried away in an attempt to distance themselves from him as much as possible. Only Ye Huaiyang remained rooted to the spot, unable to tear her gaze away from Chu Jinglan.
 The third time they met, he threatened to take her life away; and yet, she fearlessly shifted herself closer to him; easily succeeding in planting a kiss fully on his lips before sighing in satisfaction – she is now happy; and can die without regrets.
 The fifth time they met, the two of them were forced to hide in the bookshelf. Grabbing the opportunity to cop a feel, she managed to tease him till he felt as though his entire body was ablazed.
 Subsequently, the two of them were finally wed to each other. He wanted to overthrow the Emperor and claim his rightful place, so she accompanied him on his treacherous journey without complaint, diligently removing every obstacle in his way. And when the critical moment finally arrived, Ye Huaiyang set in place the biggest trap she had ever set in her entire life; and bravely marched to her solitary death.
 Chu Jinglan, who had always been calm and restrained, angrily grabbed hold of her – “What did you take me for? Did you think you could just decide to stop teasing me so abruptly after all you’ve done?”
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 Albarino was a forensic pathologist at Westland Forensic Bureau, single, witty, and would go out for a drink with his colleagues – just like any other forensic pathologist. 
 Except for one thing: he was secretly a psycho serial killer. 
 For the longest time, Albarino had a normal 3-point-1-line life [1] from home – Forensic Bureau – crime scene (his own or someone else’s), until one day, another psycho serial killer unintentionally killed his target he had planned to kill for 3 months. 
 With all his meticulous planning ruined, he was pissed off, so he decided to provoke the other serial killer himself. 
 [1] a boring, monotone, unchanging life. 
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 On their first encounter, the 5-year-old Tang Junhe regarded the 6-year-old Yang Xuan as a hero and willingly followed his example.
 Yang Xuan: “There are 12 ways to fold a paper airplane, don’t you know? I’ll teach you.”
 Ten years later, the 17-year-old Tang Junhe is living in Yang Xuan’s home as his younger brother and the feud between the older generations has yet to subside, as the two teenagers engage in a skirmish.
 “The one who falls first would always lose. I knew it but I was happy.”
 After ten years, the 28-year-old Tang Junhe and 29-year-old Yang Xuan are unexpectedly reunited. Is it a matter of whether things are different or whether the circumstances stay the same? Two people in the same darkness, neither one can be the light of the other.
 Then let’s go together and find light together.
 “The prince rides a white horse 
 The moon is gone 
 And how silly cats were, always chasing after their tails 
 The childhood memories are priceless.”
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