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quotes from Priest’s novel 默读 Mo-Du (Silent Reading) translated in to ENG by E. Danglars. feel free to dm suggestions!!
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Then he went to deliver feed to the pestilential “Fei Yiguo.”
“For once in a hundred years, I’m living like you elderly people with empty nests.” Faced with this display, Luo Wenzhou’s hand started to itch; he would have loved to go back five seconds and slap himself—teach you to run your mouth.
Luo Wenzhou had meant to bundle up the forces of evil and throw them out, but when his gaze fell on Fei Du’s scratched-up old game machine, his expression suddenly relaxed.
Tao Ran considered it for a long time and then issued a conclusion: “If I were a woman, I doubt I’d have any attention to spare for the two of you. I’d be spending all day worrying about how to come out to my mom.”
“Supposing—I say just supposing you were a woman,” said Luo Wenzhou, “would you want to marry me or Fei Du?” Tao Ran: “…”
If international society awarded prizes for flirtation, Young Master Fei might already have received a Nobel.
Fei Du folded the traffic ticket into a little boat, turned on the air-conditioning, and leaned comfortably back in his seat.
“Fei Du, what are you doing here?” Fei Du gathered up his long legs and raised his eyelids to look at Luo Wenzhou. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize this place had your name on it.”
Luo Wenzhou and Fei Du for the #MoDuMinibang2022! 🌿 featuring a fic by @/tagteamme 💜 link in the comments! #默读 #modu
My part for @moduminibang hehe 🫣 I’m in this collaboration with @/xunguang_ and @/hippo_dog 💛🧡✨ More links bellow! #MoDuMinibang2022 #默读 #modu
A little contribution to the fic that I liked very much! #modu #默读 ✨ archiveofourown.org/works/26152573 ✨
“Don’t worry, they’ll…” Before he’d finished, Luo Wenzhou suddenly released his hold on his crutch, propped his elbows on his knees, slowly leaned forward, and buried his face in his hands.
Luo Wenzhou, male, interested in men. Fei Du, male, interested in…humans!
In my heart, a cluster of flowers lifts their faces to the burning sun, More sweet-smelling than all fine wines. The boiling fragrance has engulfed the scarecrow’s chest, The straw spirt henceforth enjoying boundless longevity.