
Transmigrating to a Matriarchal World: Spoiling My Adorable Husband
穿越女尊之独宠小娇夫
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 378k Words
- Genre
- Ancient Romance
- Subgenre
- Ancient Destined Romance
- Updated
- 3y ago
- Source
- Zongheng
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7Favorites
0Fans
0Recommendations
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I'm speechless. This is originally a novel about women. If the xp is different, you don't have to read it.
Everyone above them speaks with a childish tone, very childish, I can't stand it anymore.
It's dull, there are typos, some have more characters, some have fewer characters, and some have typos
The heroine is annoying right from the beginning. The two men are fighting over her. In Heroine, a woman hitting a man is just as unpleasant as a man hitting a woman in modern society. What's more, these are childhood sweethearts who grew up together. It's like a sister competing with her wife for favor. What's the difference between a man hitting his own sister? No matter how wrong someone is, it's because they like you, and the person who likes you is beaten by you. Although his fault is that he is jealous of the man who beats you first, but you are not worthy of being liked. If there is a conflict in the family, it should be explained clearly, and you will beat him up first. What kind of hatred is there? Damn it, throw it away
There are too many typos, it looks weird, and the ending is a bit sloppy.
It's really beautiful. Please write quickly.
After reading the previous chapter, my childhood sweetheart is no better than Tiansheng. I hate this setting. I feel like I have a lump in my throat. Xie Qing's parents died young and he was raised by the heroine's father. He is his childhood sweetheart and wants to marry the heroine. It's really uncomfortable from Xie Qing's perspective.
I really can't stand it. I feel like men are like women. It's so disgusting to write.
Is this the legendary milk burp literature? I frowned when I saw it. Forget it, give it up.
Doesn't it say there is a female wall? Why do I feel that the heroine really doesn't know what to say. . . . . .