Discontented.(Historical fiction)

Discontented.(Historical fiction)

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Bei ying was shocked and asked "who are you young master?'' The rain started to fall heavily. The both were gazing at each other. The young man moved his head to the side and said breaking the silence "someone you used to know'' his voice was bit thick and calm. Bei ying was surprised and startled from his sudden reply. "w-what? But I don't recognize you as your face is covered,may i see it?" while talking he tried to step towards the man as if to move the face mask away. But the man was faster that he moved sword blade closer to bei ying, his eyes looked so guarded and stern all of a sudden. As Bei ying felt he was unwilling to show his identity he decided to change the subject. A/N : so this is a historical fiction. all the names and places were made up by me. I'm so sorry about my grammar mistakes. I wrote this like a chinese ancient fiction. so yeahh i wrote it including cultivation and spiritual powers. i hope you guys will enjoy it.so here you go!! ♡(∩o∩)♡ And if you like this don't Forget to vote,comment and share!!♥
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It was a goddam struggle to peel back his eyelids. The moment he was able to, Wei Ying cursed the day he was given eyes. What the fuck was with all this white? It screams obsessive cleanliness! So spotless, the pope could make snow angels on the sanitized ground and his 'pure as the driven snow' robes would come out cleaner. Utterly stainless, a dedicated housewife could walk in here, broom and dustpan ready, only to shrug her shoulders and say: "Well, I've got nothing to do now. Time to kick back my feet!" Incredibly clean to the point that if you asked a germaphobe to lick the floor, they'd shrug their shoulders and ask "Where would you like me to start?" He was in hell OR this was Lan Qiren's panic room. Either way: Let. Him. Out!!!! What's that...? These two hotties are his caregivers...?? Nevermind then~ (Read the tags, people. Seriously, read the tags.)

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