MTL - Undying Patient - Chapter 213 Non-human 13

Sheng Tang raised a little pup, both adorable and obedient, but lately its behavior seems to be a bit off.“Tangtang is so sweet.”“Tangtang's smile is so beautiful.”“Tangtang is the most talented woman in the world.”“Tangtang's acting skills are unmatched in the entertainment industry.”Sheng Tang: You've been feeding me all this sweet talk, what are you up to?Mr. Gu: Is being a fawning admirer really so suspicious?Sheng Tang: ...You really want to be a dog, does your family know? Have I, your wife, agreed to this?

After Li Mu entered the beautiful new company
There is only one goal: to get rid of the single
As a flirt girl
Miss Li never thought that she would put her mortal enemy to bed…
It is a kind of story:
NO.1——The mortal enemy meets Ji’s love again and burns.
NO.2 – If you can’t fight back by force, you will be attacked.
NO.3——Love daily life with big long legs and small short legs.
Tips for jumping into the pit:
1. The main and deputy cp dual emotional lines, attack each other, pure sweet text pure sweet text! 1V1, HE.
Content tags: sweet text workplace urban love
Search keywords: Protagonist: Li Mu, Ai Xi ┃ Supporting roles: Mo Ran, Fang Xihan, Hu Xiaowan ┃ Others: Cohabitation daily, office, relaxed

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...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.

A maid who is beaten on behalf of a noble boy.

Some memories of her childhood were cruel, but Yuriel held no resentment towards the boy. Rather, she liked it–The hand that carefully applied medicine to her wounds was always warm.

“M-Master, stop, Raph, sa, save…ah, mm…!”
“That’s why.. I told you.. to wait.. till I returned.”

But the Raphlet that appeared in her dreams showed nothing but passion and lust.

Prophetic dreams.
The ability that was like a stigma drove Yuriel towards an unknown future.

All I want is to be next to you.