Trẫm Thật Là Mệt Tâm (Hoàn)
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  • Reads 46,164
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  • Parts 33
  • Time 26h 30m
Complete, First published Nov 03, 2018
Tác giả: Mộc Yêu Nhiêu
Thể loại: Cổ đại, nam trùng sinh, nữ phẫn nam trang, ngọt sủng tận xương, sạch thân sạch tâm sạch cả hai kiếp.
Văn án:
Trẫm sau khi bị bẻ cong mới biết được đối tượng mình yêu thích lại là một nữ nhân.

Trẫm sau khi trọng sinh, mặc dù biết thần tử của mình chính là nữ nhân nhưng lại cố tình giả vờ là không biết.

Trẫm kế vị nhiều năm nhưng vẫn còn là trai tân.

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Thái giám đại tổng quản bê một khay thẻ bài và hỏi:

"Bệ hạ, đêm nay người muốn lật thẻ bài của vị tiểu chủ tử nào?"

Trẫm nhìn mấy tấm thẻ bài bằng ngọc kia liền sâu kín nói:

"Có thể lật thẻ bài của Thẩm ái khanh sao?"

Thái giám đại tổng quản: "...." Bệ hạ, Thẩm đại nhân là nam nhân nha!

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Thẩm Ngọc đang muốn cởi bỏ buộc ngực để tắm gội thì lại luôn cảm giác có người đang nhìn trộm nàng...

Bệ hạ phía trên nóc nhà: Ái khanh ơi là ái khanh, ngươi hãy nhanh chóng tiến hành bước tiếp theo a!!!
Rewer nội dung đơn giản : Anh n9 là một tên siêu lầy, mặt dày khi còn sống anh tưởng mình yêu Nu9 là trai vậy là tự bẻ mình thẳng thành cong sưu tầm các tranh ảnh đoạn tụ để học hỏi kinh nghiệm. Nhưng trớ trêu đến cuối đời anh mới biết mình thích là nữ. Vui sướng khi mình không phải đoạn tụ thì đáng tiếc anh cũng lìa đời :))))).
Sống lại mặt dày, lầy hơn bám nữ chính tự cong bẻ thẳng. VÀ hành trình chinh phục chị nu9
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