Yu Xing looked at the knife in his chest, then at its owner, expressionless. "Could you move the knife? It really hurts."
The knife's owner: …
The owner pulled the knife out, then stabbed him again.
Yu Xing: "Hey, wasn't once enough?"
The knife's owner: "Why aren't you dead yet?"
(I'm terrible at writing blurbs.)
No-romance story. First-time author, rough writing.
Theme: The author wrote this novel after having a dream one night. You could say this whole novel is the author's dream
Good looking, my type
Pretty good! Come on big~~