The Lazy Cannon Fodder [BL]

The Lazy Cannon Fodder [BL]

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Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture1h 18m

Dernière publication lun., juil. 29, 2024

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Yao Bai, a known Pipa performer artist died at the hands of his lover's ex. Thinking he should have just accept the offer of his lover to live with him as well as the annoying excessive amount of bodyguards place to watch over Yao Bai, he died with regrets. Fortunately, the Heavens heard his pleas, giving him a second chance to live a slacker life that he always wanted since he was a child. But he transmigrated as a forgotten concubine of a cold blooded, war maniac emperor. With at least twenty concubines at his service, he regarded them as a mere plaything. He doesn't even let his concubines have his so called "precious" seeds. "Zhen don't allow any lowly person to bear his heir, these presumptuous greedy old man think Zhen would let them have the upper hand. Hmmp!Not in my reign" "What...is this situation?! This-This is a blessing in disguise!" Yao Bai scream out of joy. This unexpected situation played just as he wants. With the Emperor lack of affection for him, he can socialize and befriend other concubines. So to speak, With just once in a blue moon sex with the Cold blooded Emperor, he can have the access to achieve his long awaited dream-to live a peaceful and slacker life.This is a great deal for him. On their first night spending together, they got a bit wild..... after that day, the cold blooded Emperor visits his manor quite often...............wait? What! Why this Emperor ruining Laozi's plan? "Wife, let's this husband gave you his seeds so We can make a baby~" "Go away!" ⚠️ORIGINAL WORK

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