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Wake Up As Gay Werewolf Prince [BL]

WARNING! MATURE CONTENT! --- How do you celebrate Valentine's Day? Maybe you will answer that you are going to confess your feelings to someone while saying: "Be my valentine?" It was a common thing, but Bai Chen had another idea for celebrating Valentine's Day. He already had a girlfriend who was beautiful, intelligent, and kind, but on Valentine's Day, he wanted to make his girlfriend his Valentine in a different way. Having lived for more than two decades but still a virgin, Bai Chen wanted to end his virginity today as a way to make his girlfriend his Valentine. He was very enthusiastic about it, but who would have thought that his heart wasn't strong enough to stand his enthusiasm until he finally got a heart attack when he was only one step away from making his girlfriend his Valentine? And what was even worse, not only did Bai Chen fail to make his girlfriend his valentine, but he was also transmigrated to a world completely different from his world. He transmigrated into another world and became a Werewolf Prince, and as if that wasn't bad enough, he became a gay Werewolf Prince. --- "How can I be gay? I'm as straight as a metal pipe, and I will only break but never bend!" "Are you sure about that? But metals are ductile and malleable, and they can be shaped, bent, or manipulated without breaking." --- Note: the MC (Bai Chen) is the bottom, while the ML (Zhu Ge/Wu Jinhai) is the top Original cover belongs to me.

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A LETTER FOR HIM

The dead in Dong Lang was usually buried instead of cremated, and that was why there was no rule about cremation that was held by some people in the empire.

However, just now Emperor Bai Guowei said that he was the one who scattered his wife's ashes many years ago, and Bai Chen assumed that the one who could do that to the dead was indeed the closest person to them.

The one who could hold the ashes of the dead should be the closest to them because ashes were the last remains of the dead, and they couldn't be held by random people. The same custom probably could be applied to the one who was supposed to scatter the ashes into the river.

That was what Bai Chen believed, and that was why he looked surprised as he shifted his blue eyes to the porcelain jar in his hand before frowning.