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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
471 Chs

|| Chapter 441 || Unwanted Royal Encounter

"My Lady!"

Moulin's gaze widened in surprise. Feeling embarrassed, he summoned all his strength to push Hadrian away. Hadrian, showing no particular interest, casually glanced at the woman standing by the doorway. His eyes, a deep shade of gold, held a terrifying intensity akin to two relentless suns.

Lady Klaria only observed with an intrigued look. Although she dared not anger the golden lord, the urge to tease the two was almost too much to resist. Her deep sea eyes met the white-haired young man who had barely escaped Lord Hadrian's embrace and faced her with an embarrassed look.

"Oh, do not mind me. Carry on." She smiled.

Hadrian's frown deepened. "What do you want?"

"Ah. Well, if you are finished with expressing your affections, then may I talk with you for a short while?" She replied.

Moulin furrowed his brows. What did she want to talk about? Perhaps it pertains to the meeting?