MTL - Dragon Emperor, Martial God - Chapter 1858 Diamond glass

After traveling to Little Garden, Su Jin, who had just obtained the divine status and became a quasi-god, suddenly had a forum invitation in his eyes.

Butterfly Chanel Megumi: How to kill ghost dance at night? No misery?

Aizen Kuyousuke: How to take out the collapsed jade in Rukia Kuchiki?

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Questions popped up one by one, and Su Jin subconsciously replied: Thank you for your invitation, people are in the small garden, they have just become gods, and the answers are anonymous.

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My name is Lynn, I am fourteen years old, I am from the Rhine, I live at 75 Brilliant Avenue in Catalina, I am unmarried but have a fiancée.

Now I am studying knowledge at the Rhine Institute, and I will go home before eight o’clock every day at the latest, even if I am pestered by my fiancee. I don’t smoke, I don’t drink alcohol, I go to bed at eleven o’clock in the evening, and I guarantee eight hours of sleep. Drink a cup of warm milk before going to bed, wake up and say good morning to the mirror. When the world ushers in the comfort of the morning light of the second day, I will practice the family-inspired swordsmanship as usual. In this way, everyone said I was normal.

–until today.

【Finally you are here! Fire Tong Liu Ming! 】

[Galgame is animated, will there be many exciting parts…..]

【Where the dream begins…… Wait a minute, I’m super! Where is this? Who are you handsome? ! 】

[Let me introduce:]

【What is standing in front of you now is the owner of a special physique who can become a suffering master anywhere. The only owner of the green to shiny crown. The emperor who created the empire and the tyrant who destroyed order. Because he is too miserable, he can’t see others. Well Lived Ultimate Villain – Mr. Lynn Blazer! ! 】

Lynn: “???”

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Spot was summoned from his comfortable charging pad and familiar floors to a world of magic and intrigue. After the flight of his new patrons, he is left to care for a filthy castle. During his quest to keep this new home clean, he will face demons, foreign armies, and the dreaded stairs.All those who stand before him will be swept away. Those who follow his spotless trail will find enlightenment, purity, and a world on its knees.Follow this wholesome vacuum on his quest to power.

[ Caution: High Heat Advisory ]“Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.”Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy.Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life.What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes?--------------Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned!--------------Sneak Peek:He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered.Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told.Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”