Mood. Me as well.

"also if I'm reading I'm laying on my bed not on a chair and I'll tell you I smell like coconut but congratulations on making a fool of yourself"

mmm kiss kiss fall in love mmm kiss kiss fall in love aaah so good aaaaaaa very nice very cool i love romance mmm take me away mister ceo mmm

Yo, shut the **** up. Go outside or something. Jesus, I can smell your crusty, unwashed taint through the damn screen. You stink of tears and pizza grease. Holy fucking shit. Give your damn chair a break. Let the fabric breathe. A moment without swamp-ass would help the both of you. God damn, you must contribute to a massive chunk to the Earth's methane gas problem by simply opening your mouth. Holy fucking shit.

SEX WHERE IS THE SEX SEX SEX SEEEX WHERE I DEMAND IT

A very compelling story. So much so, that this here is peak performance for a site as Grubby as Webnovel. Kudos. A perfect facsimile of what aestheticians call perfection.

It's not quality shut the **** up the smut is too short for me to jack off and the women aren't abused and slavery isn't used for fetish material and the women aren't abused and the protagonist actually has character and did I also say that the women aren't abused? Fuckin' hell, man. Disgusting.

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