Harem
After Eating Poisonous Mushrooms, I Thought I Was in an Erotic Novel
After eating a poisonous mushroom, I thought I’d transmigrated into an erotic novel.
I was the female lead, working as a little maid in the home of a Beijing Elite Young Master.
When I woke up and saw the male lead, I was slightly disappointed.
I muttered, “Why are there only six people? Do they get Sundays off?”
The Young Master was so angry he laughed. “If I’d known you were this wild, I never would’ve gone easy on you.”
After I sobered up, I burst into tears. “Honey, I was wrong, waaah…”
He leisurely tugged his tie loose and said darkly, “Don’t worry. On Sundays, we don’t rest. We’ll just follow the pace of that trashy little novel of yours.”
How Can Being a Substitute Be This Enjoyable?
To serve as the Sword Sect’s Chief Disciple’s cauldron.
Wei Xun warned me coldly, “On the bed, don’t make a sound.”
I was too talkative, too noisy, too irritating. The moment I opened my mouth, I stopped sounding like the woman he loved.
But if I stayed silent, he would pinch my waist and say hoarsely, “You have no spiritual root, but you do have a gift for being a cauldron.”
“One round of dual cultivation can raise my cultivation by thirty percent.”
He did not know it was not because I had any gift.
It was because cauldrons like him…
I had two more.
