Ji Lingchuan kept on saying that he loved Su Xiaoxue, but never believed her. On the day that Su Xiaoxue left, Ji Lingchuan cried like a child. He knelt in front of Su Xiaoxue's grave and confessed. If he could turn back time, he would have chosen to believe in Su Xiaoxue, not not not not believe in her, and even hurt her.

Seorang gadis mengalami kecelakaan yang sangat parah dan hampir merenggut nyawanya, satu-satunya cara untuk menyelamatkannya adalah dengan mengimplankan penis artifisial ketubuhnya Dengan alat kelamin pria yang menempel ditubuh perempuannya, kini ia berhasil selamat dari maut dan tubuhnya saat ini bahkan lebih berkembang dari tubuh yang ia miliki sebelumnya Perubahan fisik dan hormon dalam tubuhnya, merubah dirinya yang dulu pemalu dan culun menjadi gadis tomboi yang sangat cantik dengan tubuh yang bohai dan seksi Kini, dia mulai menjalankan debut SMA-nya dengan jiwa dan raga yang berbeda dari sebelumnya. Bagaimanakah kisah petualangan gadis ini menjalani masa-masa sekolahnya?

I received a text message: The son you gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy, actually shares no blood relation with you! I originally thought this was a boring prank, but my husband's strange reaction gave me a bad feeling. I secretly conducted a paternity test, and the report clearly stated: There is confirmed to be no blood relation between Fu Hao and Qiao Lin. From then on, I found more and more cunning tricks with my husband!

The supporting girl was not very professional, but she was absolutely professional. The supporting girl might not be perfect, but she was definitely a hard worker. So, the hard-working girl, Rockefeller, was also trying to walk through the plot today, and she was wailing in her heart: The storm is crying. DON'T YOU CARE ME!!! Get together ahhhh!!! System Fang: Cold. GIF women are stupid, messing up relationships, and you're even worse, you've killed the male lead. Hehe Sparrow: Do you blame me?!!! It's all for him! This article is also called How to Preserve the Male Lead in the Hand of the Sick Girl. It's called Forget it if you can't keep it. It was called The Lost Will to Live. We are all dreamers. I am glad that you have read this in your leisure time. I hope you will forgive me for my inadequacies.] PS: Slow, or maybe not. I let the male lead hide in such a sensitive setting, and maybe I'm sick