I Deliver Food in a Lamborghini - Chapter 135 - : Tell Me, Who Am I to You?

“While playing a Tsukkur erotic game that I loved, I somehow became possessed. To make things worse, I transformed into a perverted kid—one of the villains from the NTR series.”

“From today onward, you’ll take your brother’s place and take over the inheritance of the Gu family!” With her mother’s declaration, she became her twin brother’s substitute.

Dressed as a man, but unwittingly enticed a lot of sisters!

Incidentally, she also captivated the younger sister of the most powerful authority in China, shouting to marry her!

Ming Shao was furious: “From now on, you will follow me. I will train you to be a qualified brother-in-law!”

Since then, she eats with Ming Shao during the day and lives with Ming Shao at night.

She has always thought that Ming Shao treats her as a prospect brother-in-law, but one day, Ming Shao pushed her down the bed and plundered her mouth!

Hey! Didn’t he say he wants her to be his brother-in-law, how come he turned into her boyfriend?

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Parents dead, clan exterminated, body burned, hands mutilated, inflicted with innumerable diseases, tossed into the dump, and even the magic ring with the ghostly grandpa in it has been sabotaged. A reasonable person would roll over and die. Tian isn't that reasonable. And as it happens, neither is Grandpa Jun. A very tough kid meets a very cunning old man. And together, they will shake the heavens. What to expect:-1 chapter a day M-F. Volume 1 is already complete.-2k words per chapter (aprox, some run long) with a longer first chapter.-No Harem-Earned power growth-An MC who isn't a goodie two shoes OR an edge-lord psychopath-A power system based on actual Daoism -Sects, giant monsters, natural treasures, flying swords, spells, talismans, secret arts, and a gentle sprinkling of young masters whose face need rearranging.

(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger)—What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. … My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses.I said to her, “Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment.” Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I…