MTL - I am Trapped on the Same Day for a Thousand Years - Chapter 9 Li Ruo Bing's gaffe

Abstinence failed, novice flirting gentle attack + vs + hands-on teaching closed-eyed pet, crazy beauty has strong possessiveness, is weak and suffers
Cheng Jiqing transmigrated into a scumbag who fell in love with the married heroine and forced her to divorce.
Not only tied the heroine to the villa, but also entered the estrus period with the help of an inducer and forcibly marked the heroine. The end was bleak.
Cheng Jiqing, who had just passed through and was forced into a period of restlessness on the balcony of the villa, looked at the Omega with his hands tied on the chair, and his throat moved slightly.
Omega raised his head, his eyes were red: “Didn’t you want to mark me? Come here.”
Cheng Jiqing’s head swelled and it passed.
After rolling with someone on the balcony, Cheng Jiqing noticed three things:
1. The cowardly and deceitful person on the chair that night was not the heroine, but the villain’s ex-wife——Bai Xin.
2. This ex-wife is leaning in her arms at the moment.
3. Bai Xin in the book is a crazy and beautiful villain A, but this one in his arms is delicate and easy to push.
Cheng Jiqing: “…” The novel misunderstood me.
After pondering: “How do you think about this matter? I will follow you.”
Bai Xin looked at this young and clean little A with deep meaning in his eyes.
Within a few days, Cheng Jiqing received a marriage agreement.
It happened that she was troubled because her family thought she admired the heroine and wanted to help her marry the heroine in.
Just agree to Bai Xin, let’s make a knot, each takes what he needs.
I didn’t even read the contract, just signed it.
After Cheng Jiqing settled the affairs after his butt, he immediately slipped away to do his old job, filming.
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Cheng Jiqing was on a business trip for a week on the set, and he came home exhausted in the middle of the night. After taking a shower and getting ready for a good night’s sleep, Bai Xin, who was in estrus, came in from next door.
Cheng Jiqing: “Sister Bai, I can’t do it today…”
Bai Xin, who had already exposed his true nature, said softly, “Oh, why don’t you give me a hug?”
“…”
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Knowing that his wife had another purpose for getting married, Cheng Jiqing decided to cut off love and go to a travel variety show to relax and travel with a few entertainers and amateurs.
Unexpectedly, she ran into Bai Xin head-on when she entered the door in the first episode. She subconsciously protected him and hugged him directly.
Cheng Jiqing was embarrassed, and when he looked up, he saw that the heroine was also in the room.
Cheng Jiqing: “…”
What kind of triangular Shura field is this.
When the rooms were allocated later, there was only one room for two people left, and a guest asked the remaining Cheng Jiqing and Bai Xin: “You are all alphas, don’t you mind?”
Cheng Jiqing: “…”
Bai Xin secretly pinched her waist with his hands, and said coldly, “I don’t mind.”
In the evening, while making supper in the kitchen of the program group, Omega’s soft body hugged her, and she was about to cry: “Wife? You don’t want to sleep with me?”
Cheng Jiqing suddenly wanted to cover Baixin’s mouth when the wireless receiver on the back of his waist fell off.
Turning around, I saw the hostess, guests, and camera directors all looking at them in shock.
Old… Wife?
#Want to know what to do I will respond? I teach you. #+year under
1. Double C, Gongshou Wubai! There are many private settings. no car.
2. Slightly slow heat, there is a little crematorium. Attack and accept imperfect characters!

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- Description from novelbuddy

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”

Shen Roujia, a completely despicable top-level “green tea,” suddenly found herself inside a book on the very day she secured her inheritance rights. However, karma caught up with her. Not only did she have to start over, but she also didn’t become a stunningly beautiful female lead or a charming second female lead. Instead, she became a short-lived, pitiful memory in the male lead’s past, with only one line left in her story!Determined to return to her original life as soon as possible, Shen Roujia pretended to be pitiful and started her long wait for death. But… was her progress bar stuck? Why wasn’t she dying already?!Moreover, what was wrong with this male lead? Instead of focusing on his career, why was he always hanging around her?Male Lead: “To repay your life-saving grace, I will marry you!”Antagonist: “Woman, you have successfully caught my attention.”Prime Minister: “Jiaojiao, have you forgotten our promise?”Shen Roujia was speechless: “…”“You mediocre people better not hinder my grand plan to return home!!”Until one day, the Crown Prince stood by the lake for the Nth time, holding a su*cide note, his eyes naturally reddening as he looked up.“I don’t want to delay you.”Shen Roujia immediately dropped everything she was doing and rushed over in a panic, “No… if you die, at least give me the divorce papers first!”

Nile Santos lived a life of sacrifice — always stepping aside, always giving others the best gear, always following orders without question. In the end, none of it mattered. His comrades fell, his body was broken, and he died a meaningless death in the final battle against an unstoppable force.But fate isn’t finished with him.Offered a second chance by the very beings who led him to ruin, he’s thrust back in time with all his memories intact. This time, though, he’s not playing the role of a noble shield. No more selflessness. No more obedience. No more being a pawn.Armed with future knowledge and a will forged in failure, he vows to rewrite his story — to take everything for himself. Skills, loot, allies, power… all of it. It’s time for one man to climb to the top, no matter what it takes.Author's other storiesThe Unrivaled Holder: Rise of the Dragon Monarch - 3rd Season OngoingI Ascend Alone - Ongoing