It’s not good. Don’t read it.
The poorest general in history found a human from Earth, barely bigger than his palm, the year he retired. The tiny human before him was weak, pitiful, and helpless.
His heart filled with tenderness and affection. He adored her so much, it was as if she had made up for decades of missing first-love feelings all at once.
From then on, the empire’s most eligible bachelor, a retired general, became a hopelessly doting dad.
Once, the male lead was impervious to wealth and power, unmoved by poverty, and stood firm no matter which way the wind blew... He was lazy as could be... Now, a bag of dried fish was all it took to make him haul bricks...
Being single had limited his buying power. Ever since a little monster moved into his home, poverty hit like a tornado.
#Sweetheart! Let me get one more sniff, and I can still chop off my hands!#
The female lead is about as tall as a 27-centimeter Barbie doll in the real world.
**The author’s overflowing girlish heart has produced a gigantic, sugary-sweet treat, with an endless supply of sweetness.
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