MTL - The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort - v2 Chapter 48 [48] ​​two more

As childhood sweethearts, they were made to engage under the manipulations of their families. It involved having to to live in the same room and sleep together.

One night, she is accidentally made drunk, and in his delirium, he kisses her only to realize he enjoys it. From time to time, he would sneak a kiss on her, but his “crime” is eventually discovered in an accident. After being accused by her, he says with a smile, “You are my wife, why can’t I kiss you?”

The two people’s daily routine is full of bickering and mutual discrediting of each other.

Although he claims to disparage, he actually cares intensely about her. He feels crazily jealous when she is close to other men, to the point of tying her to his side, so that she becomes exclusively his.

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war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”

The little transparent who suffered from the unspoken rules, the women’s clothing boss who fell out of his horse, the second generation ancestor of the dandy who was in the entertainment industry… Your task is to become them and reach the top of the entertainment industry.
Shi Qi: I understand the truth, but the problem is, Lao Tzu is a woman!
[Women disguised as men and mixed men’s groups] (End)
Those days and nights when women disguised themselves as men and mixed boy groups.
[Bending a straight steel male fan] (End)
The steel straight male fans who were tragically bent.
[The actor is a part-time demon hunter] (End)
Short stories.
[Infrastructure is only for the top stream] (End)
“Ha! It’s really hard for me to open up an entertainment business in the wildly growing Western Fantasy World.”
[The entertainment industry is all my cp]
Became a second-generation dandy who likes to fry cp and touch porcelain, and is boycotted by fans.
To be continued.

【Reading Guide】
1. Women disguised as men (emphasis) + happy style
2. Parallel time and space, this article has no cp, and the protagonist has no love line.
3. The characters have no original shape, and the logic serves the plot.

Content tags: entertainment circle fast wear women disguised as men cool text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Shi Qi (Little Seventeen) ┃ Supporting roles: Mom fans, dad fans, girlfriend fans, straight men fans dismantle cp”
One-sentence introduction: women disguise themselves as men and become group pets in various worlds
Purpose: It is not terrible to fall into the bottom, because every step of the next effort is to the light.

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In the next life time, he would absolutely not become an author.
He would once again be cursed to the danger of crossing over into a book.
During the time when he broke free of his shell, what he first saw was just the handsome, handsome male lead that he had written.
During the time when the male lead was pinching the small soft flesh of his neck, it was also his first time hearing the male lead’s voice.
“Return goods,” the male lead said in this way toward the vendor stall’s owner.
Pei Bufan: “…… meow?”

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