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Books by Uncle Milk Tea

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  1. The Crybaby at Mr. Fu's Always Thinks She's a Stand-In 傅总家的小哭包总以为自己是替身 Two Male Leads176k WordsOngoing Tears That Won’t Stop + Little Crybaby + Fake Substitute + Sweet Romance + Face-Slapping Revenge Early on: A scheming, patient top x a timid, insecure bottom Later: A top who reveals his true nature and can never get enough x a sweet, tsundere bottom who talks back to everyone Sang Nuo grew up in a single-parent family. After his mother lost her job, he shouldered the burden of the household all by himself. His third uncle was a ray of light in his dark life. He took Sang Nuo away from that u 8Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. The God Emperor's Second Cultivation 神帝重修记 Eastern Fantasy372k WordsCompleted The protagonist, Yang An, was once the Divine Emperor of the God Realm, ruling over everything. But in pursuit of the legendary Cosmic Supreme, a being of even higher stature, he spent ten thousand years creating the Avatar Reincarnation Art, hoping to reincarnate one of his avatars and cultivate anew. However, the art had a flaw: after creating an avatar, both the original body and the avatar retained only fifty percent of their original strength. Its advantage was that their souls were linked 7Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. The Immortal Demon Ring 通仙魔戒 Eastern Fantasy737k WordsOngoing [No System, xuanhuan, invincible] Once a lovesick doormat, he spent five years wrongfully imprisoned and thought his life would end in the gutter. Then a snake ring opened the path to immortality, and even the heavens lay beneath his feet. From now on, immortals and mortals are worlds apart. I will soar above the clouds, while you no longer have the right to look me in the eye. 1Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. The Lost Path to Creation 创始迷途 Eastern Fantasy290k WordsOngoing Chaos opens once more, and creation begins anew. In the turning wheel of history, all things in this world crumble into dust. The long-silent ancient races stir like colossal beasts awakening, bursting forth with endless radiance to illuminate the heavens. A magnificent saga begins! Deep in Kunlun, clouds and mist surge. A straw-hatted farmer in a rain cape seems to sense something. He drains the wine from his gourd and chants: Half mad, half foolish, half insane; divine, demonic, an immortal ca —Reads—Score—Shelves