Liu Xingyu, a college student of traditional Chinese medicine, feared a lack of love in society all his life, but a mysterious dream embellished with golden light dragged him into a parallel world, transformed into a white-haired little lolita, and forcibly gave him a great task (not a great one). But in the new world, strange things are rampant and people are panicked, and she unexpectedly awakens the power of purification - after all the strange things are purified, she can turn the strange things into a gentle and doting white-haired loli mother.
From resisting the training of Feiyue, the first deviant mother, to sinking into the warmth she had never had, she slowly fell into despair. Even ( ), who dominated all deviants, was influenced by her and became a family member. Loli mothers compete for favor day and night. In this strange world, he is left alone, wrapped in extreme tenderness, hiding a fateful bond that no one knows...
(SXCan, the second author of this book)
Reader comments
Roses don't need to grow tall, lovers will bend down.
I was born before you were born, but I was already old when you were born.
The bond has nothing to do with age, and the heart beats sooner or later.
You are the light in this dimension, and I am the anchor in this world.
Even though we are separated by the tide of time, we have gone through the storm together.
The painting scroll is unfinished, and the tenderness here will never wither.
I feel like [laughs] this author came from scratch.
The author's strength is still good
At least this is the first time I've seen this [face covering]
It's still interesting. If you haven't done anything wrong yet, just change it. The important thing is that not everyone is the protagonist of this weirdness, otherwise I can consume the power of driftwood at any time.
The author still writes about mothers, and has already become a mother [laughing evilly] (the result of five thousand years of oppression)
Very good, but how many words does the author plan to write?
Thunder and sacred, I feel like the wrinkles in my brain have been smoothed a lot.
Roses don't need to grow tall, lovers will bend down. I was born before you were born, but I was already old when you were born. The bond has nothing to do with age, and the heart beats sooner or later. You are the light in this dimension, and I am the anchor in this world. Even though we are separated by the tide of time, we have gone through the storm together. The painting scroll is unfinished, and the tenderness here will never wither.
I feel like [laughs] this author came from scratch.
The author's strength is still good
At least this is the first time I've seen this [face covering]
It's still interesting. If you haven't done anything wrong yet, just change it. The important thing is that not everyone is the protagonist of this weirdness, otherwise I can consume the power of driftwood at any time.
The author still writes about mothers, and has already become a mother [laughing evilly] (the result of five thousand years of oppression)
Very good, but how many words does the author plan to write?
Thunder and sacred, I feel like the wrinkles in my brain have been smoothed a lot.
I want to block the bridge mom🤱🏻