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    After the Fake Young Master Returned to the Village (128) After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain (47) After the Poor Little One Attacked the Paranoid Big Shot (149) All-Round Mid Laner (226) Are You Going to Fish Or Not?! (107) Being Played by a Top Student with 1-Mil Subs Every Day (119) Cannon Fodder, but Falling in Love at an American School (70) Daily Life of a Reborn Love-Brain (166) Double A Law of Attraction (203) Except for Me, the Entire Kindergarten is Full of Monsters (20) Fan Fan (105) Heart Chamber (231) He Is Constantly Jealous Of Himself (130) He Is Only Good To Me [Rebirth] (134) How Long Can Your Snowman Live? (118) How the Passerby Gong Rises to the Top (35) I Can See the Countdown (28) It’ll Rain Heavily Tomorrow (39) Jinjiang Gong Attacks Korean Webtoon Gong (112) Manhattanhenge (110) My Five Elements Lack You (71) My Wife Is A Top Alpha, What Should I Do? (184) My wife ran away after my secret identity was exposed (98) Otherworld Game Producer (131) Overbearing Love (14) Professional Real Young Master Annual Salary Thirty Million (229) Saving the World Begins by Breaking Up Couples (85) Superstar Aspirations (95) The Alluring Beauty and the Paranoid Big Shot are Married (131) The Ex-Husband Roleplay System Has Crashed (200) The Marshals Want to Get Divorced (69) They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes (119) Uncategorized (34) Water and Flames (75) What should I do after swapping bodies with my arch-nemesis? (204)
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      TAMW CH31

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      by DewdropTL — The grooves of every single date pit had already been worn smooth, polished to a fine, glossy luster. They were all pits that Zhao Fu had caught personally from his master's hand. Zhou Xiao’s peripheral vision swept over the servant's quarters, while his gaze fixed dead on the scattered pits on the floor. Custom dictated that masters did not easily set foot in the servants' rooms. No one cared where a domestic lived, nor what kind of trinkets he kept. No one knew when Zhao Fu had begun hoarding…
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      TAMW CH42

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      by DewdropTL — From behind the car window, Yuqing exchanged a few pleasantries with Adjutant Yuan. Seeing that the man had no intention of steering the topic toward concessions regarding the port, Yuqing didn't press the matter either, simply saying they would gather again when an opportunity arose. This "adjutant" had likely come to the docks today merely on an inspection tour. Assessing the harbor's scale and how many vessels could be mobilized—even with the fastest turnaround, linking everything up would take…
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      TAMW CH53

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      by DewdropTL — Precisely because Yuqing was now a mother, one would think he should be well-versed in worldly affairs and seasoned in such intimacies. Yet Yuqing was entirely different. Even consummating the marriage on their wedding night had been something he learned only by studying erotic prints beforehand. In the past, knowing full well that Zhou Xiao was unwilling and disliked him, teasing the man had carried a certain playful amusement. But when it came to actual practice, Yuqing’s body had matured, while his…
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      TAMW CH32

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      by DewdropTL — That rosy spot brushed tantalizingly past the tip of his nose, and strands of hair seemed to wind around Zhou Xiao’s ears like a feverish dream. Several times, his mouth parted, desperate to bite. Yuqing pinned him down with deceptive ease. Yuqing’s words were akin to imperial decrees; though Zhou Xiao burned with impatience, he had no choice but to obey. Yuqing was remarkably light, his weight barely felt as he sat astride Zhou Xiao’s hips, the swell of his belly pressing down with soft,…
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      TAMW CH43

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      by DewdropTL — Yuqing’s thighs were wedged tight against the man’s face, the fresh underclothes he had just put on nearly soaked through with tears. This man was just like the holiday barley candies eaten around New Year’s in the dead of winter: apply the slightest heat, and he turned sticky and meltingly soft; to be rid of him, nothing short of endless washes of water would do. Yet Yuqing had no way of shaking him off. A feverish warmth pooled in his mind, his palms and inner thighs utterly drenched by…
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