Começando numa casa destruída: Eu mimo minha doce esposa na antiguidade
Sinopse: [História alternativa, romance doce, cotidiano, cultivo de terras, desenvolvimento da protagonista, protagonista feminina única] Xu An atravessou para o Grande Wei e logo se deparou com um início desastroso. Hum... Não tem problema, casa quebrada, janelas vazadas, paredes incompletas, pobreza extrema, ele gosta mesmo é de começar do zero; esposa jovem com olhos heterocromáticos, uma adorável lolita, pode ser punida ou recompensada, ele aprecia esse tipo de jogo de desenvolvimento; impostos e taxas abusivas internamente, bárbaros à espreita externamente, um verdadeiro homem deve almejar grandes objetivos, como poderia desperdiçar a vida? Não sabe castrar porcos? Já provou a barriga de porco crocante? Entende o valor de ser um grande gourmet nesta era? Não tem como não experimentar estufas, frutas fora de época não são magia! Até mesmo a "cesta de legumes" deste mundo deve acompanhar a evolução. ... Lolita para criar, tecnologia para desenvolver, terras para cultivar, assim é que se constrói uma vida completa! Assim, Xu An, segurando a mão de sua pequena esposa brotinho, iniciou uma vida doce, feliz e sem arrependimentos, aproveitando ao máximo a juventude e o amor...
Começando numa casa destruída: Eu mimo minha doce esposa na antiguidade
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“How could he suddenly lose his mind and jump into the river?”
“Exactly! He had only just brought his bride home!”
“Poor girl. How is she supposed to live from now on?”
In a daze, Xu An heard people chattering about something.
So noisy!
The muscles in his face twitched as he tried to express his displeasure, only to provoke a chorus of screams from all around him.
“Oh no! Is the corpse coming back to life?”
“Run! He’s going to turn into a vengeful spirit!”
The surroundings quickly fell silent. Xu An slowly sat up. Why did his body feel so cold—and soaking wet?
He opened his eyes, and then he froze.
He was wrapped in a straw mat. The skin beneath his blue robe was unnaturally pale, ghastly white, as though a corpse had been soaked in water for far too long.
Judging from the surroundings, he was in a dilapidated little courtyard. The main house stood ahead, with side rooms on either side.
Not far away, beneath a locust tree, a petite girl of fifteen or sixteen was curled up on the ground.
She was thin and undersized, apparently from years of malnutrition, yet her skin was remarkably fair and clean. Even dressed in nothing more than a tattered homespun garment, she possessed a peculiar beauty.
Put her in a custom-made costume, and she would be the ultimate adorable petite anime girl, enough to drive countless otaku wild.
But what was the matter with those enormous eyes? They were actually purple!
And judging by the way they reflected the light, they certainly did
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