Lucifer's Descendant System - Chapter 227: I Deal by myself

The Immortal Emperor, after being betrayed, was reborn as the peasant Luo Yang. He possessed the “Glance” ability, understood medical skills, knew martial arts, and came with a natural flair for showing off.In the long journey of life, everything is inferior; only showing off is supreme. Watch as the little peasant Luo Yang struts his stuff like the wind, ascends with vigor, all with the determination to show off so grandiosely that it tears through the heavens.

Li Xuehao found a secret of monasticism in the cover of the genealogy. After spending ten years, he finally succeeded in building the foundation. Unexpectedly, he was eager to get rid of the evil spirits. After his death, he was born again in Yokohama, Japan, and was attached to Sakura, Tsurumi. The story of the high school student Gao Zhonghao in the college, the story begins here…

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When Qiao Moyu awakened, she found herself in a novel world and had become the villainess who was loathed by the President, the story’s male protagonist.

Qiao Moyu, the President’s childhood friend, came to his door whilst holding a baby, but the man said he won’t take any responsibility since the child wasn’t his!

As she stared at her adorable and proud little toddler, Qiao Moyu decided to take this chance to raise her son while having a fresh start in her acting career. As for the other problems, she’ll just take it easy!

However, a few months later ~

President: “You’re not some disgusting mosquito blood, you’re my white moonlight (first love).”

Luo Luo: “Mama, he’s not Baobei’s father. Baobei doesn’t want him.”

A certain Film Emperor: “I want both you and the child.”

Online fans: “Qiao Moyu is ours!”

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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him.

At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old – gradually, together, with him.

I guess this must be love.