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Please recommend me some romance novels in which the hero is a beautiful boy from Eastern Europe.
Or the male protagonist is Maozi, who looks like kg~~b, who is also quite irritable, but can play musical instruments and talk about Pushkin, a delicate young man.
I don't really want to eat doujin
If it is a fan, I would rather eat the Winter Soldier. I met the heroine when I was on a mission in the former Soviet Union
For example, the impact of a torrent of steel meeting delicate flowers.
Think of a snippet
Snowy days, or windy days are trivial.
Strong winds and blizzards are normal weather.
? Xu Miaomiao, who was trapped in the museum by the changing weather in the afternoon, looked at the scene outside the house, struggled for a long time, and finally decided to rush out of the museum and run back to the accommodation.
But just as she walked to the door, Xu Miaomiao almost jumped up in fright when the heavy snow hit the door with a duang sound.
Xu Miaomiao began to hesitate again whether he should go back to the dormitory against the wind and snow.
If you wait any longer, you will really be trapped, and it will be really miserable.
Xu Miaomiao took one last look at the phone, and the battery was about to run out.
She took a deep breath, hugged the bag to her chest, pretended to increase the thickness of the clothes on her chest, and rushed out of the gate of the museum regardless.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, Xu Miaomiao regretted it.
Things have come to this, she used her fighting spirit to read grammar books at night and ran towards the dormitory.
There is already snow on the ground.
The sky was covered with snow, and the strong wind swept the snow towards Xu Miaomiao.
Xu Miaomiao, who only saw the snowy sky after going abroad, has passed the age of excitement. Now she only feels as if she is walking in the photos of the former Soviet Union, and she herself has become a role in the photo.
Xu Miaomiao could hardly see the color of the traffic light. She just wanted to identify the color on the traffic light. It was clear that the light was green in front of her, but she watched a big truck whizzing by in front of her.
Look at the lights, brother!
Xu Miaomiao was about to cry.
Tears that cry out will freeze into ice slag.
Xu Miaomiao, who had experienced it personally, held back her tears, looked around for a while, and decided to wait until there was no danger before crossing the intersection.
She looked to the left, and there was a young man standing upright not far away.
Regardless of gender, the members of Da Mao's family are very good-looking when they are young.
When Xu Miaomiao was a child, he grew up watching translations of world famous anthologies by writers such as Pushkin and Tolstoy.
Peers of her age would always read a bunch of world famous works by various famous masters when they were young.
Xu Miaomiao was just deceived by foreign writers who wrote world famous books, and wanted to see the motherland they described.
When she first got off the plane, she was really looking forward to the snow.
Now I can't cry because of the snowy weather.
The young man noticed Xu Miaomiao's gaze - God knows how he found Xu Miaomiao looking at him in this snowy day.
"I know you." The young man's voice seemed to be a sharp knife that could cut through ice and snow.
Xu Miaomiao was so frightened that she lost all appreciation.
Of course she knew each other.
Although there is a disorder of racial discrimination, I still know a thing or two after watching it more times.
He is a resident of the building where Xu Miaomiao lives.
Xu Miaomiao secretly speculated that the other party might be a person engaged in special intelligence work, and it was scary to look at.
There is no young man in Maozi who is not scary.
Although it looks good, it belongs to the type that can be seen from a distance but not played with.
Xu Miaomiao looked at the other party's mentality, just like her mood when she saw Tu-160.
The beautiful white swan can only be seen from a distance and not played with.
"Hi, hello." Xu Miaomiao was too cold to speak.
Seeing Xu Miaomiao's appearance, the young man asked again: "Do you need help?"
Xu Miaomiao knew that the right thing to do was to refuse the kindness. Anyway, there were still two blocks to go to the residence.
But she nodded subconsciously.
"I want to go back to where I live"
"Me too," said the young man.
Xu Miaomiao smiled.
"On the way, on the way."
Xu Miaomiao and the other party crossed the intersection smoothly, and there was a person in between the two.distance, but walked back to the residence together.
Xu Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief when he walked into the residence building.
The youth has already entered the stairs.
Xu Miaomiao wanted to thank her, but she had already missed the opportunity.
By coincidence, she took out the Lapsang Souchong that her mother stuffed in her suitcase before boarding the plane, thinking that if she carried it with her for a while, she would always find an opportunity to give a gift.
She never found the right moment.
Xu Miaomiao began to deliberately look for the figure of the other party.
Ten days later, Xu Miaomiao finally met the young man carrying a big Lieba home on the stairs.
"Hello," Xu Miaomiao took out Lapsang Souchong from his bag, "Thank you so much last time."
Xu Miaomiao stuffed the jar of tea into the opponent's hand.
Then he ran away.
The white swan is really beautiful.
After Xu Miaomiao returned to the house, she held her face and smiled happily. ,
The white swan looked at the tea leaves, completely ignorant of Xu Miaomiao's reason for thanking her. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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