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The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]

Updates 1am GMT+8 __ From an apocalyptic world, Xu Feng transmigrates into a parallel world with a third gender. The heavens took pity on the 19-year-old who died as he awakened his ability in his original world, so he started a new life as a ger. What is a ger? The third gender, a man who can impregnate women and be impregnated by men. There were even more surprises waiting for Xu Feng. He not only awakened a wood ability from his previous world, he was also met with a contract marriage he couldn’t refuse in the new world. “Carry my son’s child, and I’ll make sure you live comfortably for the rest of your life.” “Whether you can birth a son for me or not, I don’t care. Just don’t get in my way, and I’ll make sure you want for nothing.” Xu Feng looked at his “mother-in-law,” then back at his "playboy" of a “husband” before looking toward the fertile fields and vast mountains. A peaceful farming life as a landlord with a spoiled young master was better than living life in the apocalypse. But Xu Feng was transported to a world with cultivation, demon beasts, and hidden secrets, a simple farming life might be too much to ask for. — [Cultivation, Farming, Multiple partners/Throuple, BL, R-18, Child, HE]

Ellie_Ethereal · LGBT+
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Under the Moons' Light

Under the mesmerizing glow of the dual moons, Xu Hu Zhe, with his dark blue-black hair cascading like a waterfall, too wild to be restrained by his hair tie, leaned in toward Xu Zeng. The ger's long silver locks shimmer in the moonlight.

The air seemed to crackle with anticipation as time slowed and their lips drew closer. There was surely a magnetic pull guiding them together in the silence of the enchanted grove.

Their kiss was passionate, ignited by the magic of the night and fueled by the unspoken desires that must have long simmered between them. Xu Zeng, the smaller of the two, found himself breathless under Xu Hu Zhe's tender touch, his heart racing as their lips met in a fervent dance.

As they parted, Xu Zeng's silver hair falls like a curtain around him, framing his face in an ethereal glow. The red mole on his forehead seemed to shimmer with an allure Bai Mo had never noticed before, adding to the enchantment of the moment.