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A Gorgeous White (BL)

( An LGBT+ novel) Ending your life isn't the right decision. Moulin didn't believe this saying until he did it. Moulin, a depressed shut-in digital writer, transmigrates into the frail body of a spoiled young master. Unknown to him, he was swallowed by the fear of death. This time, he intends to start a new beginning and relive his life carefully. Waking within the frigid confines of a cave of ice. Nightly whispers of guidance and so much more. The power of unknown origin... An unusual world where special people possess elemental powers and thriving magical beasts, A cute meng selling snow-white fox, A crowd of overprotective people, and a powerful yet impressively annoying person...a stressful Moulin massaged his forehead. This couldn't possibly get any worse... Moumou: My body doesn't feel right...( secretly inspects lower body) Moumou: ...@$%#!!!! An Evil Lion: My love, our bed has gone cold... Moumou: (#ง'̀-'́)ง... Warning this novel includes the following: 1. Smut 2. Gore 3. Inappropriate language Publish dates: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday (Sporadic if I get busy ╥﹏╥) || I M P O R T A N T N O T I C E! || This novel is inspired by several BL novels• If you do not like reading LGBTQ+ novels please avoid reading this• This author is trying her best!• Enjoy! The cover is originally is drawn by yours truly º^º *hehe want a commission?*

Heather_ANARE · 奇幻
分數不夠
470 Chs

|| Chapter 421 || When the Halls Talk

Clipped on her pale blue hair, a few precious baby blue pearls shone against the light. She was quite tall. Perhaps, taller than Ghana, the only woman he knew who was much taller than him. The dainty jewelry made the lady look more delicate in the young master's eyes. However, Moulin could not help but sense something amiss behind her sweet oceanic gaze.

Before she could give Moulin the chance to hesitate, she walked into the room with a distracting smile. Moulin did not stop her and he called on a person to deliver food for his guest. The door closed quietly behind them.

Not long after, the table was set. Moulin pulled the chair back for the young woman who gratefully gave him one of her breathtaking smiles. He remained distant and polite while he returned to his seat. Only the sound of cutlery noised within the room.