General, Stop Pretending! Your Wife Seduces You Every Night

The night I transmigrated into a novel, a scheming woman drugged me.

The cold-faced God of War lifted my veil and handed me a letter of divorce. “Leave of your own accord in three days.”

I promptly tackled him onto the wedding bed.

“Either sleep with me tonight, or collect my corpse tomorrow.”

Later, he pinned me against the wall, his voice hoarse beyond recognition.

“Xu Xingxing, what exactly do you want?”

I licked my lips. “You.”