MTL - Transmigrated into a Beast Tribe - Chapter 51

After being imprisoned in the basement by her mother for ten years, she ended her cruel and tragic life in death when they forced her to hand over the key to the hidden treasure. Getting reborn in her teenage years, she woke up in the bed of that terrible and powerful man. This time, she must take revenge on her enemy, and now she must live.

Everyone knows that Yu Yin is madly infatuated with Xie Beici, but only Yu Yin himself does not know.

Xie Beici, the myth of the financial circle. The prominent background, the upside-down handsome faces of all beings, made him confessed by many girls, but he only remembered Yu Yin.

Seeing her give up, she has been infatuated with him for many years, and she loves him so much that she is going crazy.

Xie Beici decided to give her a chance to fall in love: “Speak, I promise you.”

Yu Yin: “I just want to work on projects, not men.”

Xie Beici: “…”

After a few times.

Xie Beici exhausted his patience: “Yu Niaoyou, speak well.”

Yu Yin: “I know you hate me, but it doesn’t matter, I don’t like you much either.”

Xie Beici: “!!!”

- Description from novelbuddy

Ji Nai-tang paid attention to Cen Muqi for 12 years. This secret love had been hidden in his heart. When he finally couldn’t hide it, he sent himself in front of Cen Muqi, pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger and step by step planning to trap the golden thigh.

Ji Nai-tang: It is not that I look good, it is that you make me look good.

Cen Muqi: It turns out that it is important to have a boyfriend who will take pictures.

Ji Nai-tang: But you are not my boyfriend~

Cen Muqi: Can I apply for it?

Ji Nai-tang: What are you applying for?

Cen Muqi: Applying to be your boyfriend!

- Description from Novelupdates

By the time I realized it, I had reincarnated into another world.

I kept sleeping, and at some point I became a Demon Lord.

Even though I never wished for it.

But for me to not have to work, this world is the best. It must be true that good things happen to good people.

The flavor of Sloth is as sweet as honey. Glory, diligence, virtue, or honor. I have no interest in anything like that.

What’s there to hide? The Lazy king is… none other than me.