Raising Boss's Twins After Transmigration - Chapter 19 - It Is Poking Me

An ordinary academy boy, Baiyunlou, had to meet the opportunity to embark on the road of self-cultivation.

It is Baiyunlou’s lifelong wish to sit in the small building and watch the clouds and clouds, and wander around the world to taste the red dust and fireworks.

However, the catastrophe is approaching, and the only way to rise up is to draw out the sword, for the thought in the heart, for all living beings in this world, to cut out a life.

A young man by nature, never forgetting his original aspiration, and comprehending the Dao in the mortal world.

Step by step to the top of the fairy road, to explore the truth of the heavens and the world…

“Fellow daoists, come to the small building to drink a cup of tea while you are free in the world of mortals~”

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What?! The sticking to her daily, eating her tofu (taking advantage of her ) is a cross-dresser?

Not to mention that he is the Evil Highness!! She had slept beside him, and was touched by him, what a big loss!

Ah–!

Softly on his chest, listening to his pounding, strong heartbeat, her face turned red. Her greatest desire was to be in his arms.

She never dared to dream before, dared not wish for, and thought that in this life there was no such chance. This had been in her most secret heart of hearts, she longed for his warmth, longed for his love.

Even though he had hurt her before, he had given her more tenderness than others.

Being teased, loved, laughed at… had infiltrated into her bloodstream. Love, she did not know when it had taken root, for when she discovered it, it had grown into a towering tree, no longer able to be split open or cut off.

His hug, his warmth, she would not allow him to give it to others. If they were not only for her, she would rather not have them.

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Traveling through the world of Detective Conan, Chi Feichi was sent to the hospital.

Tuesday.

Doctor: “What day is tomorrow?”

Chi Feichi: “Wednesday.”

Doctor: “Cough, tomorrow is Friday.”

Chi Feichi: “…”

August 21.

Doctor: “What day will it be tomorrow?”

Chi Feichi: “August 22nd.”

Doctor: “Cough, tomorrow is January 1st.”

Chi Feichi: “…”

When everyone thinks that the chaotic time is correct, and one of them cannot correctly identify and integrate into it, then this person is an outlier, a patient!

Once admitted to the hospital, it is as deep as the sea, and it is impossible to recover in this life.

Chi Feichi took a deep breath: “Old! Son! No! Do it!”

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To be is to have a soul. The soul begets a will. Wills accumulate into mysterious psychic forces, weaving secret domains within the fabric of reality.