Constructing-Style Wizard - Chapter 731 - : 233. Sweep the Nest

Shan Bei inexplicably transmigrated onto a tsundere cat named “Queen”, and was forced to appreciate the daily life of its owner, Mu Qing, and found that Mu Qing was not only coquettish, but also had an extraordinary obsession with her! Σ( ° △ °|||)︴

Fragment one:
Shan Bei’s cat eyes, which were originally staring at the computer, slowly turned to Mu Qing, who was staring at the document. His bi-color eyes were blazing with anger. This guy was yelling at her, and a hidden sex scene was deleted, deleted, deleted, and deleted a hundred times. What on earth was he thinking? ? !
Mu Qing couldn’t help breaking out in a cold sweat being stared at by the “queen”, how come the “queen” has become more and more real recently, she seems to feel that it is staring at her, hell!

Fragment two:
Shan Bei was sitting on the sink, when she saw Mu Qing who took off his clothes and walked into the shower, the cat’s eyes almost fell out, why does this guy like herself? ! Her figure is so good, although she is not as good as Shan Bei. Shan Bei was inexplicably happy, raised his hand to pat his chest, and touched a ball of hair.
Fuck-_-||, I forgot that I am a cat, with a single black line.
When Mu Qing turned back to get the towel, he saw the “Queen” was touching her chest with her head down? ! hell!

Content tags: special liking happy friends city love soul transformation
Search keywords: Protagonist: Shan Bei, Mu Qing ┃ Supporting role: Others ┃ Others: Shuangjie, Funny, Secret

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[Tenant: 002][Name: Reiko Onodera][Physical Strength: 5][Intelligence: 5][Charm: 9][Daily Rental Payment Required: 666 yen or role-play as a housewife daily (paid)][Daily Income Generated: 5,000 yen (settled)][Tenant Desire List:][1. Wishes to find a suitable job (X)][2. Hopes to bring her daughter to live together in Tokyo (X)][3. Has found a dependable person in Tokyo (accomplished)]…………Living in Tokyo, collecting rent while lying flat.The widow working part-time away from home, the heartbroken beauty who ran away from home... the tenants are all strange...

So-called Taisu pulse is a form of physiognomy, which can discern nobility and lowliness, foresee auspicious and ominous events, predict misfortune and fortune. Good sir, do you dare to let me feel your pulse? One pulse reading is worth a thousand gold!Look, making money is so easy, isn't it?Ah, phooey!Living two lives, Qin Liuxi's ideal is always to get by without striving for advancement, because in the world, there are always those who are willing to be lazy and not seek progress, and she is fit for such worthless tasks!But when a whole family shows up miserably and pitifully in front of her, Qin Liuxi's days as a slacker are over.Faced with the precarious Qin family in a state of distress, a maid beggar with an empty money box asking for business, Qin Liuxi has no choice but to shoulder the duties of the eldest lady, managing the household, supporting elders, and child-rearing!Qin Liuxi: I clearly got the script as a slacker, who switched it up?A cousin who questions her existence after being scolded by the eldest lady: I feel like the big sister looks at us like we're trouble!Qin Fourth Young Master, who was beaten and taught a lesson by the eldest lady: Be bolder, remove the feeling!Qin Fifth Young Master, who was lectured into a state of introversion by the eldest lady, solemnly counts on his fingers to answer questions about what the big sister is useless at: She can exorcise demons and ghosts, read faces and draw charms, heal and save people. Oh, which one did you ask about?Later, someone asked Qin Liuxi, if life could start over, what would her dream be?Qin Liuxi remained silent for a long time: To not strive for progress and to live for a hundred years!

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…