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... pity. She walked out from behind Jiang Yashuang. She curtseyed and said with a smile, “Otherwise, as an insignificant Commandery Princess, how could I stand up to Prince of Yan and Prince of Zhou?”


She had a lot of things to deal with recently. Girls at her age were normally a little skinny at this time. Now she was so skinny that her lower jaw was pointy which made her face look more exquisite and delicate. Especially her eyes looked like peach blossom which made her always seem lovin ...

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Zhong Lingling likes Jian Chengxuan, and is low to the core.
For Jane Chengxuan’s sake, Zhong Lingling doesn’t want any dignity, and is willing to be a little stand-in with no name and no distinction.

Until one day, Zhong Lingling suddenly woke up and let go.
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Jane Chengxuan: Did that Zhong Lingling know wrong? I allowed her to come back.
Assistant: Mr. Jian, Miss Zhong’s Weibo yesterday was still at the bar High, so she might be with the bartender who fell in love at first sight.

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But——this novel is a pit! Zhong Lingling’s mission has been cancelled!
She got a lot of money in compensation and a vacation.

Zhong Lingling: ? ? ? oh oh oh! ! !
Zhong Lingling: Money, wine and handsome man! It’s all mine!
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Zhong Lingling was originally a joke in Kyoto, but overnight, she became a bar queen with a big pole dance on Weibo.
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1. Go bungee jumping, fall from a high platform with a stranger, and experience the feeling of heartbeat.
2. Dive with strangers.
3. Candlelight dinner with strangers.

Netizens:
The next step is to bring a stranger home, isn’t it?

Zhong Lingling’s Weibo has been updated for a long time, and when it was updated again, the style of painting became-

Things to do in this life:
Make the best meal for him
Make the sweetest dessert for him
Take the best pictures for him
Watch the sunrise and sunset with him…

Netizen: …

Jane Chengxuan: ? ? ?
Ruan Xinghe: ? ? ?
Cha Yangrong: ? ? ?

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Search keywords: protagonist: ┃ supporting role: ┃ other:
One-sentence introduction: I don’t want the ones in the trash can, I have customized ones.
Purpose: When you meet the right one, live in a honeypot every day.

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