MTL - Being Scolded As a Loser? All the Big Guys In Beijing Are Rushing To Pamper Me - Chapter 696 eyes unclear

I would like to dedicate this article to WOW, which I have been slag for a long time, and my friends.

Azeroth, a glorious continent…
He has endured the explosion of the Well of Eternity, experienced the infestation of the ancient gods, witnessed the war between humans and beasts, suffered natural disasters, and resisted the fission of the earth…
When a person who has disrupted all history appears on the timeline, what changes will it bring?

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Zhan Zhixing originally thought that it was the most mysterious thing that he had passed through, but he didn’t expect that within a few years, he discovered that even more mysterious things were still to come.
“Labor and management are human, you let me go.” Zhan Zhixing looked at the brain with a black line and roared, “You are the chief of the dignified tribe, can you stop coming to Stormwind City to find me every now and then? You came here the year before last. At that time, I was thrown to Outland by His Majesty Varian to talk to Kael’thas; the year before last, I went to Northrend to train the two fools of the Frozen Throne; I only purified the Iron Chin last year, and this year you gave it to me in Pandaria For those things. Can you spare me a moment? I don’t want to go for a walk around Draenor again!”
“It happens that I will go with you, and see my father by the way.” After finally catching Zhan Zhixing, Garrosh Hellscream will not let go casually, “Isn’t Valian also trying to create opportunities for the two of us? Wouldn’t it be nice if you honestly came to the tribe?”
“Go to the Horde?” Zhan Zhixing’s facial expression froze instantly, recalling how he treated Kael’thas and the Lich King before, he couldn’t help but shudder, “Forget it, I’m fine staying in the Alliance. ,real……”

#deep demining#
This article is an adventure series in pure love. The feelings of the two protagonists are intertwined in the entire war in Azeroth, firm 1V1, mutual attack, long. .
Some branch lines are ignored, and a small number of characters’ age and personality are distorted according to needs. Due to the needs of the plot, most of the plots are moderately fictional in the context of Warcraft.
Don’t forget to bookmark it, if you have time, you’d better leave a comment, these are the motivation for me to move forward ^_^~~

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- Description from novelbuddy

By Xishui River, there lived a family with the surname Ruo, whose luck was so disastrously poor that it was as if misfortune was possessed by their very souls. When other families had bountiful harvests, the Ruo Family harvested not a single grain. Their planted vegetables were devoured by insects, their chickens got chicken plague, their pigs got swine fever…Despite the household being full of strong men, they were either mad, crippled, or blind…What would have been a family of great prospects became the poorest within ten miles.The only thing that others envied about the Ruo Family was its thriving male members! The old lady of the Ruo Family had given birth to six sons, who then gave her four grandsons. She dreamt day and night of having a granddaughter. When she finally got a grandchild, to her dismay, the child was mentally disabled: at over three years old, she still couldn’t speak or walk, couldn’t even eat or relieve herself without help.Everyone thought the Ruo Family would never turn their fortunes around in this lifetime! That was until the half-old three-year-old mentally disabled child suddenly called out, “Mom…”The heavens began to change.The world began to turn mysterious.In the Ruo Family’s courtyard, the persimmons ripened overnight. The vegetables in the fields, nearly nibbled bare by insects, turned lush and green. The old hen that had never laid eggs suddenly started laying…While others faced famine, the Ruo Family’s granary was full.The eldest son was no longer mad, the second son was no longer crippled, the third son was no longer blind…The old lady of the Ruo Family, with her hands on her hips, laughed heartily to the sky, “Who says my Xuanbao is a dimwit? She’s clearly a treasure of blessings!”(This is a farming novel with a hint of fairy charm, where the female protagonist in a previous life was a just-awakened daylily that has reincarnated as a human.)

In a charming small town, Mani and his towering, affectionate minotaur wife, Mocha, run a bustling café that’s as warm and inviting as their love for each other. Balancing their daily lives, they face everything from quirky customers and fierce business rivals to unexpected adventures and tender moments. Mocha’s towering frame and mischievous teasing often leave Mani flustered, but her unwavering love and care for him create a bond stronger than any challenge.Whether they’re navigating holidays, tackling home projects, or simply enjoying quiet nights together, their days are filled with laughter, love, and the occasional bit of fan-service chaos. From heartwarming acts of devotion to playful antics, their story celebrates the beauty of an unconventional relationship and the magic of finding true partnership.In this lighthearted and romantic slice-of-life tale, Mani and Mocha prove that love comes in all shapes, sizes, and flavors—just like the drinks at their café.

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”