Next up: Finding a Boyfriend in a Junkyard
[Synopsis]
Lin Changxia was reincarnated as a young male bug in an insectoid world. To avoid being forcibly assigned a mate when he grew up, he teamed up with his dads and pretended to be an utterly ordinary female bug.
As for why he didn't just be a male bug and enjoy all the generous social benefits, all he could say was that, as a straight man, you can't just mess around with your sexual orientation!
What do you mean, female bug?! He's clearly taller than me, making this a case of one man plus another man of the same sex!
Then one day, his shy childhood friend asked what he looked for in a partner.
Overcome with sorrow, Lin Changxia blurted out that he liked busty women with long, straight black hair. No, wait, partners with long, straight black hair.
And so his childhood friend's hair grew longer and longer, and his chest muscles grew bigger and bigger.
Lin Changxia: ?
Then one day, his secret identity finally gave way under the strain:
Libel: No wonder I thought you smelled kind of good.
Right after that, his childhood friend's secret identity gave way too:
Lin Changxia: Why do you smell kind of good too?
Reader's Guide: 1. The first half is a cozy, everyday story about raising a kid.
2. This is a fictional setting unrelated to reality. Please don't apply it to real life!
3. This should be the final volume, but this lousy cooing pigeon has realized they don't know how to end it or tie up the world's storylines. Plus, real life calls, so updates will be irregular. Feel free to let the chapters pile up.
Finding a Boyfriend in a Junkyard:
After yet another difference proved meaningless, Meng Jing, who had been up all night processing data, blacked out and slumped onto his keyboard.
After dying from overwork, Meng Jing ended up in another world, where he scraped by working at a bar.
As an undocumented person, he only received half his wages and slept in a waiting room.
In his dreams, a train traveled through endless darkness, and a clown with smeared makeup gave him a
Hey guys, take a look at my next preview article "Picking up boyfriends in the garbage dump"~ Once again, the difference was meaningless. Meng Jing, who had stayed up late to process the data, had a black eye and fell down on the keyboard. Meng Jing, who died suddenly and came to another world, reluctantly worked in a bar to make a living. As a gangster, he only received half of his salary and slept in the waiting room. In the dream, the train was traveling in endless darkness, and the clown in colorful makeup gave him a "black goat" balloon. The train was shattered piece by piece, and black goats were jumping in front of my eyes. After waking up, Meng Jing still lived a peaceful life. I stroked the three-eyed black cat on the street and watched the police detective with two heads and four arms drinking coffee and eating bread. Occasionally help the pretty bartender drive away snoopers. The little brother who had no repayment asked him to stay overnight in his living room. Unfortunately, something unexpected happened and the bar exploded. The beautiful roommate is missing. Meng Jing wiped his face and had to find a new job. This time his job is to clean up the polluted garbage dumps. Plants with teeth, bicycles that drink engine oil, slimy things that don't know what they are but they like to eat mosquitoes. There is also an injured dog with wings. They are called pollution. Meng Jing is a rare being who is not eroded by pollution. Meng Jing, who knew nothing about it, petted the dog in his small house every day. But this Fluffy seemed a little unhappy, like a cat, always aloof from him, and liked to look at him from a high place. Until that day, the messengers of death came, and flocks of crows stared at them with scarlet eyes.
I was on the train, and I only coded 500 words on my phone_(:з∠)_I woke up and coded again. It was a big mistake to change my ticket and choose the train. There are still twelve hours...
Update in the evening. The middle finger of my left hand is injured. I'm really not used to having less fingers on the keyboard. I still have about a thousand words left to finish. I'll code some more tonight.
Give birth, even if you give birth, it is best to give birth to a child with two yolks So sweet ah ah ah ah 😚 😚 😚
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why did you enter the high trial! There's nothing here ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
It's two o'clock in the morning and the review has not passed. I suspect that I fell asleep during the review 🐶 and I went to bed first. If it still doesn't pass, I will change the next chapter when I have time during the day [cai dog] [pigeon]
I saw an update coming in, and I saw it was locked. What kind of good thing is it 🐶
Anyway, they are all outsiders. Whether Libel is a Zerg or a Star Bug will not have much influence.
The if line I was looking forward to has arrived as promised [Spread Flowers]
Like! Sprinkle flowers, sprinkle flowers!