Basketball System: Rebound of the Underdog - Chapter 550: The Young Teeth Bite Back

Originally born from a wealthy family, she ends up leading a vagrant life for fifteen years. However, when she is eventually found by her family, she falls into another devious plot and eventually dies tragically.

When he first crossed over, Chen Liguo did not want to accept it.

But he quickly discovered, after he crossed, he found that all the men he met had perfect figures and eight-packs. Furthermore, these men liked him.

As a gay man, Chen Liguo was so excited he shed tears of joy.

However, the world obviously wouldn’t have such good things.

Because, just as he was drooling and about to pounce, a system appeared and told him: Buddy, sorry to let you down, but you can’t be with these people.

Chen Liguo: What if I insist?

System: Hehe

……

Chen Liguo: You trash system! Destroying my youth! Ruining my s*x life!

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Emperor Yongning liked his daughter, but he gave birth to eighteen sons in a row. For this reason, he specially asked the master to fortune-telling. Did he have a daughter?

The master told him, “Your Majesty, you have a daughter, and the daughter was born long ago.”

Emperor Yongning waved his hand and said, “I only have eighteen sons and no daughters.”

Master: “No, you have only seventeen sons.” The other is a daughter.

Emperor Yongning: “Absolutely impossible.”

Until one day, Emperor Yongning saw his eighteenth son Jun Ning, wearing a double-ring bun, wearing a pink skirt, pretending to be a little girl, and excitedly said to him: “Father, I am It’s not the prince, I’m the little princess you always miss!”

Emperor Yongning: “…What nonsense, you are my son.”

Jun Ning: “No, I’m your daughter.”

“Come on, give me a medical examination!”

After the test, it turned out to be a daughter.

Emperor Yongning: He, he has a precious daughter.

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Every trace of my entire youth is engraved with the same name.

When I see the trees on the street and the clouds on the horizon, I will think of him unconsciously.

I remember the bubble tea he ordered for me, and the sparklers he lit up for me.

Those memories supported me through difficult days and made me think I was special at one point.

When I was young, I often wondered, is it possible? Even if it is one in ten thousand, what if I am the heroine in his story?

I have said goodbye to him countless times, on the phone, on WeChat, face to face, every time without pressure, because I know there will be another meeting.

But this time is different, Xu Jiamu, this time I really want to say goodbye to you.

“Goodbye, Xu Jiamu.”

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