After Passing Through the Book, I Became the General's Master Bai Yueguang

Name: After Passing Through the Book, I Became the General's Master Bai Yueguang
Author: Yan Is as Old as Ever

穿书后，我成了将军的作精白月光

by Yan Is as Old as Ever (燕如故)

Status: Completed
Length: 384k Words
Genre: Ancient Romance
Audience: Female
Subgenre: Transmigration Romance
Updated: 3y ago
Source: Qidian

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[1V1 jealous straight man with cancer vs group pet petty cumster] "If you abuse your wife, you will chase her to the crematorium." * He Mucheng went through the book and brought with him the counterattack assistance system. Without waiting for her to react, the plot was forcefully poured into her mind. At that moment, the stench of male videos was overwhelming! System: You have to help him counterattack and become his only woman before you can retire successfully. He Mucheng rolled his eyes: What a shame! She has severe physical and mental mysophobia, and she really disdains stud men. Does she really want her to get close to him now? So dirty... * Ji Yunyuan saved the beauty Nan Yan, but he didn't expect sand to get into her eyes! He deliberately ignored him and set up a trap of being a hero to save the beauty. He thought she would burst into tears of gratitude, but why, within a few hours, her temperament suddenly changed and she even started to... Disdain towards him? Ji Yunyuan chuckled: Hey, woman, you just want to attract my attention. * She is extremely beautiful, well versed in strategies, and stirs up trouble... Even other beauties were slowly being won over, and they actually... Ignored him? Ji Yunyuan sneered: If you want to refuse, just welcome him. * Later, when he returned from the banquet, he heard several people making excuses in disgust: "Hey~ It's so dirty, I don't want..." "If you don't want it, then I don't want it either!" Ji Yunyuan panicked: You must not be talking about me... At this time, the charming little girl said with satisfaction, "That's right. If you feel sorry for a man, you will be unlucky for the rest of your life!"

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The room was quite stuffy, and suddenly I felt inspired, so I picked up the pen that had not been wet for a long time. I always felt that I should write something, but I didn't know where to start. Maybe it was because I was in a depressed mood that day, so I wrote "I love you, madam" crookedly and then gave up. The jujube tree in the courtyard somehow produced a few fruits this year. When I picked them and tasted them, they were a bit bitter and not good. But when I think of the wife in my dream, the sourness in my mouth becomes a little sweeter. In my spare time, I turned to look out the window. There is summer, but it is not just summer. There is complexity, there is idleness, and there is splendor and splendor that cannot be concealed by spring flowers and autumn moon. There are green locust trees and willows swallowing new cicadas, and the wind blows into the strings.
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