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]

MRS. Thompson and Miss Thompson exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes reflecting equal parts confusion and disbelief. Mrs. Thompson, summoning a surge of courage, stepped forward resolutely, positioning herself as a barrier to Shen Ji Yun's advance. Her voice, steady despite the tension in the air, carried an unspoken warning as she extended a hand to halt him in his tracks.

"Your Grace, pray, what on earth do you think you are doing?"

"Jane! What of Jane?" Shen Ji Yun's voice trembled with urgency, his words spilling out in a flurry as he continued his frantic acting. "I was told—God help me—I was told she was attacked! Is she hurt? Gravely so? Where is she? You must take me to her at once!"

A sudden realization flickered across the faces of both mother and daughter as Shen Ji Yun's words sank in.

"Could it be that you are referring to Mrs. Winslow?" Mrs. Thompson inquired cautiously.

YUNYUE VS FENGHUANG (XXI)