MTL - Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields - Chapter 951 lack of chicken

As a general of the First Army of the Alliance, Lu Cichuan died with the enemy in a battle. When he woke up again, he found that he had come to a completely unfamiliar world.
After analyzing the popular science through intelligent light and brain, Lu Cichuan realized that he had penetrated into a Zerg text and became the third prince of the villain’s scum. The kind that remains.
Lu Cichuan: …
The Zerg were all sick, and his rebellious wife broke his head on the wedding night. Lu Cichuan was unwilling to stay here and entangled with the Zerg. He ordered the intelligent light brain to quickly find out the possibility of returning to Emperor Star. method.
When I was idle, I was idle. When Lu Cichuan was asked how to deal with the female prince who dared to commit crimes, he made a mysterious trip to the dungeon where the female prince was imprisoned.
The female monarch was covered in blood, her wings were forced to spread, and she was nailed to the gray-white wall, her long hair covering her face, but the moment those ice-blue eyes lifted, Lu Cichuan’s heart skipped a beat.
Guangnao: Admiral, your heart is beating so fast.
Lu Cichuan: …
Guangnao: Admiral, with all due respect, you are in love with him.
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Luo knew from an early age that he was not a normal female. He seemed to suffer from a kind of androphobia. He would rather die on the battlefield than marry any lazy male, parasitic on him, draining his blood and inch by inch. Meat.
He carefully disguised his abnormality, but one day, he was discovered by the overly sensitive and vicious Third Highness and forcibly accepted as a female monarch.
He should have continued to disguise and serve the male, but the moment his hands touched him, Luo couldn’t help losing control and threw the delicate male out.
After being brought back to the palace for disposal by the awakened male insect, Luo Ben thought that what awaited him were many cruel methods of cruelty.
Unexpectedly, the pale and beautiful little male worm only tickled and waved his whip ten times, then he cried out that his hand was aching, and threw himself to the female female to “wash it clean and apply medicine”.
A long time later, Luo looked at the handsome S-rank male worm in front of him on the battlefield with a knife and a beast, and he had deep doubts.
Luo: Are there really top ten male insects who are motivated and self-improving, and are single-minded and single-minded.
Yes…it’s his hero.
Gentle and handsome, fighting strength, attacking, early-stage disgust with male insects, late-stage true fragrant loyal dog, obedient and obedient
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- Description from novelbuddy

He was an addict, a loser, a despicable human being.

It had been two years since their marriage. However, every time he had s*x with her, he always did it from backwards.

She was more than angry. “Sheng Youting! Why do you avoid my face every time when you had me? Is it because that you are afraid to see it’s me rather than my sister that you get laid?!”

“Are you asking me to look at your face when I’m in you? OK, as long as you can bear!”

He was like a beast and all she could do was to accept what he gave…

Yu Lan had loved Sheng Youting for 11 years despite no response from him. Inferiority became part of her when she was with Sheng Youting. However, when she found it was so hard to continue her unrequited love and finally decided to exclude him from her world, her heart ached extremely and it nearly cost her life. It turned out that her love had become a habit and if it was stopped, she won’t be a whole man.

Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.