MTL - President Daddy Super Awesome - Chapter 181 His intimate

When Wei Lizhou woke up, he found that he was actually a dog licking male partner in an F4 school danmei novel.

In the novel, Wei Lizhou, the licking dog obsessed with the protagonist, has nothing left until the end.

The Wei family property was divided up by F4, and even his life was lost because of the protagonist.

Wei Lizhou after awakening: Wouldn’t it be nice to be a second generation? If a good person doesn’t do it, why do you have to be a dog!

Wei Lizhou kicked over his dog-licking script.

When Wei Lizhou first met the protagonist Shou, the protagonist Shou and his brother Yu Yiqing were being made things difficult by a group of dudes.

According to the original plot, Wei Lizhou was supposed to stand up for the protagonist Shou, but this time he saved the protagonist Shou’s cannon fodder brother Yu Yiqing.

Because Yu Yiqing helped Wei’s father when Wei’s family went bankrupt in the original plot.

Wei Lizhou always thought that he saved a poor little boy, so he protected Yu Yiqing like an old hen all day long, worried that Yu Yiqing would be bullied by the protagonist Shou and F4.

But he didn’t know that Yu Yiqing was not only able to fight on par with the F4 families in the later stage of the original text, but also…”poor little” he had just been reborn from the previous life!

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1. Mutual petting is the main attack, the second-generation attack of Doubihao & the little pitiful in the early stage and the big boss in the later stage

2. All flirting and bricks are accepted, but no personal attack on anyone

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The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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