Author needs a therapist
Chen Ye's face was as thick as a city wall. As a master, what's the big deal about sniffing his disciples?
Eastern · Leisurely with the west wind
Think before you type!
While others snuggled with cats, Chen Ye snuggled with little girls.
Eastern · Leisurely with the west wind
Make sure you collect
Time to go home.
Games · Risaliyah
Author, I respect you
Didn’t you already give her your name, there aren’t many people named moon in this world you know
By giving her his number, he would be practically handing her his identity on a platter. Phone numbers were tied to government records, addresses, family information. If she had a powerful family—which he strongly suspected she did, given her rare class and general demeanor—she could easily use those resources to dig into his background. Where he lived. Who he was. Everything.
Games · Risaliyah
Don’t say that buddy, the context, I mean we understand, but the context of it… author, never you repeat these words and that sentence with a 40year old man and a little 5-7 year old girl
He bent down, gently rubbed her fluffy little head, jokingly said, "Master always wants to hold Zhiwei's thigh, how come Zhiwei is holding Master's thigh now?"
Eastern · Leisurely with the west wind
Ping Zhuo was insanely jealous; he too wanted to come home to soft, fragrant disciples waiting for him!
Eastern · Leisurely with the west wind
"Good disciple, grow up quickly, so Master can cling to you..."
Eastern · Leisurely with the west wind
Just imagining such a scene filled all of Chen Ye with energy.
Eastern · Leisurely with the west wind
I emphasize with this girl…
This damn old thing, leaving people in suspense, is even more annoying than the most hateful sect elders she has ever seen!
Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples
Eastern · Leisurely with the west wind