The Heart of a Lord Is Hard to Read: My White Fox Husband Is So Hard to Woo

Amid the shoulders of the multitude, one sails past under canvas. All things are made by the living, but when everything has thoughts of its own, could it still be turned into a puppet, cultivated through shadows? The Dark Sea and Mu are one, and it turns out we were merely frogs at the bottom of a well.

Mu Huaxian stood huffily at the door, clutching her handkerchief. Inside, someone lay on the bed with his upper body bare, beast ears swaying among his dark hair. A glimmer flashed in his amber eyes. "Qing Mo, if you don't come keep me company, I'll force you!"

That languid voice made Mu Huaxian want to lash out. She crouched by the door, refusing to go in. Suddenly, a childish voice sounded beside her ear.

"Master, you can't beat him!" The little tiger moved its fluffy ears helplessly. It would stake its fate in this spacetime on it: Master was absolutely no match for that scheming ruler in bed.

Reborn into another life, where will the one chosen by fate and spacetime go from here?

I only hope that true love will not be betrayed again!

P.S. Contains BL. If you don't like it, don't read. o(o)