[No System] [No female lead] [No begging for updates] [A triple-no product] (The synopsis isn't great, so please read the story.)
He was a beautiful young man, but his face was as cold as frost.
There was no longer warm blood flowing through his body. He was nothing but an exquisite puppet, unable to feel the world's warmth or coldness.
And yet... an accident...
Inside the Nezha Temple...
Nezha: “From now on, you'll be a page under my command.”
Little Kiana: “I still have to find my dad...”
Nezha: “Once a teacher, always a father. From now on, I'm your father. You don't need the father who abandoned you!”
Little Kiana: “Get lost! Just because you're good-looking doesn't mean I'm afraid to punch you!”
(Nezha later took on a paramecium disciple, who seemed to have the hots for him.)
Kiana: “Nezha! Nezha!”
Nezha: “Call me Master, or I'll spank you!”
Kiana: “Sure! Just go easy on me!”
Nezha: “Get lost!!”
With drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, Kiana asked, “Nezha, why do you smell so good?”
Nezha: “I was born this way.”
Kiana wiped away her drool. “Can I bite you again?”
Nezha: “Get lost!!!”
It looks good, come on, come on, come on, the author is great
The content is not degraded and the level is high. The author is good at writing about love