[BL] I Picked up a Husband While Trying To Become An Author

Story 3.5 That Face

Im back. two chapter update today. Wait a bit~

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"YUE! XIN! DONT LET THEM COME NEAR ME!" he shouted mad mixed with panic, astonishing the two. This was unexpected from their father as he was never seen angry.

They swept their thoughts aside and rushed away from the house blocking the group's advance.

"STOP."

The black wolf threatened shrouding the surroundings with his Saint aura stifling the air and suffocating them. They felt constricted hurriedly scurrying away from the wolves, terrified to move further close.

This distance was far enough for Ming Yu to fully observe the protagonist from head to toe.

He didn't daydream.

That face. It was clearly Li Jun's.

"..."

 Admin. . . explain. . .

[Feng Mother: Actually, I received a letter just so I can just show it to you. . . ] The blue was replaced by a screen of white.

-Yow. Busy?

_____, If you're wondering about the the characters, the one in charge of their appearance became sick so all we could do was reuse the last ones. Its such a pain in the ass to look for someone else to do it so why not? besides the Author knew that they're pretty much the same people so what's the difference?

Well if a group of ugly looking people is to his liking then I could've created them myself.

You shouldn't be mad at me. Ah right, You don't have the right to anyway.

P.S Whenever we call you out. Be nice.

-sincerely yours, HIGHER ups. But i'm the main Boss.

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"..." 

[Feng Mother: I know. . .There's something definitely wrong with these people. . .]

[Feng Mother: It's just a dumb excuse. . . the one calling himself MAIN BOSS fought with his wife who's in charge of recreating vessels]

[Feng Mother: His wife loves making handsome guys, i don't understand why she even married her mean and plain faced husband, really a flower stuck on a cow's dung.]

If it was the usual him he could've laughed at this and remarked but no.

The protagonist was Li Jun.

It was his Li Jun.

"Admin. . . what to do. . ."

[Feng Mother: What else but confront him?]

"Never."

[Feng Mother: . . . Author. . .]

"What if we meet and he'll remember. . . like Ting did. . ." This was worse than a nightmare.

"Why!. . ."

He hated this. He hated this. He hated this!

This cannot be happening.

Not to him.

Not to them.

"I need to think. . ." he mumbled and dashed out of the house aimlessly walking through the forest for a breather.

The Admin was sensible enough to not log out as he was worried.

Ming Yu ran, letting his legs carry him anywhere. Sometime in between his pace became slower till he just stopped in the middle of nowhere surrounded by thick trees blocking the sunlight out.