Tyramisu

As soon as Luo Yan graduated, he immediately got an offer from a prestigious gaming company. He thought all his hard work finally paid off. And he would finally reach the pinnacle of life. But then, on his first day of work, a potted plant fell on his head and he died. 

Surprisingly, when he thought he would cross the Yellow River, he suddenly woke up and found himself in the body of a 17 year old boy. This body had the same name as him but completely different background. Because the original was the second young master of the Luo family - one of the most powerful family in S City. 

Luo Yan almost cried. God probably took pity on him and decided to give him a loving family with a wealthy background. He didn't have to work hard anymore. Studying like his life depended on it and pretending to be a holy father just to cater to people. 

So Luo Yan decided to be a salted fish and just shamelessly sell meng. 


A certain male god who always bought Luo Yan's meng: Yan Yan is so cute! Why is Yan Yan so cute?? 

Cold faced on the outside, a cinnamon roll on the inside Gong X Super beautiful, black-belly Shou.

The Return of the God Level Assassin [BL]

"BROTHER, I don't think Jiao Jiao has a fever.  She's probably just feeling a bit hot."  Luo Yan turned to Yu Jiao.  "Isn't that right, Jiao Jiao?"

She wasn't sure if Luo Yan noticed that she was uncomfortable, but his timing was impeccable.  It's better to just go along with it instead of letting Luo Ren touch her cheek to check if she really had a fever or not.  If that continued, she might really end up having a real fever.

"I-I'm really fine, Brother Ren," she added.

Right after she said that, she almost smacked himself again.  Because she didn't sound convincing at all.

Thankfully, Luo Ren didn't notice that at all.  He was just simply glad and relieved that Yu Jiao didn't have a fever.  "Then, should we increase the temperature of the AC?"

"No, no, it's okay," Yu Jiao said, this time, she sounded convincing at least.

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