Raising a Fox Spirit in My Home - Chapter 635 Three Light-skinned Craftsmen

“The harder I try to hate you, the deeper I fall for you.”

His presence irked her to the core, but whenever he got out of her sight, she missed him?!

….

A tyrant, known to be the city’s infamous playboy.

As an executive assistant, she was forced to work under him by the most cruel twist of fate.

If losing her job overnight was a nightmare, then working under a boss like Desmond Fort was hell. He was an arrogant narcissist with an ego bigger than the whole of Imperium city, but that was not what angered her the most.

The most infuriating fact was that despite his constant assholery, her heart seemed to stupidly skip a beat every time he gazed at her with those devilishly charming eyes.

She knew she was making a mistake but that didn't stop her from sinking deeper and deeper into his charm.

All she wanted now was to leave! But leaving hell was not nearly as easy as getting in.

[No CP] + [Group Pet] + [Cute Baby] + [Vest] + [Live Variety Show] + [System] + [Ancient Wu] + [Shuangwen]

Not long after Gu Miaomiao was born, she was bound to the ancient martial arts system. As a result, she encountered turbulent time and space and went to ancient times. She became a little heroine under the apprenticeship. When he was four and a half years old, he returned to modern times and started a journey to find relatives.

Knowing that Dingliu is going to bring his younger sister to live broadcast a variety show with his baby, netizens expressed that Dingliu’s personality will definitely collapse, and they sympathized with his sister in advance.

Scene 1: The top is lying on the bed, and the dumpling lifts the quilt

Netizen: It’s over, it’s over, Dingliu wakes up so angry, he will definitely curse

Tuanzi: Second brother, Miaomiao is very hungry, can you cook for Miaomiao?

Top stream: coming soon

Netizen: This is not the top stream I know!

Scene 2: The top-ranking grabs the ingredients and falls into the water

Netizen: Top class black history, take a screenshot quickly

Tuanzi: Second brother, don’t be afraid, Miaomiao is here to save you

A simple floating on the water, the dumpling landed safely with the top stream, and the other hand was still holding a vegetable basket

Netizen: Hurry up and take a screenshot of Miao Miao Heroine’s highlight moment!

Scene 3: Children collect ingredients in the village

Netizen: The top class will definitely urge my sister to collect more points and perform well

In fact, a top streamer followed secretly, for fear that his sister would be bullied.

Netizen: So you are such a top class!

- Description from novelbuddy

How long can one ignore the voices in their head?Nine years. To Mark, that was the limit.For the majority of his life, Mark White has been fighting a constant battle for his sanity. The voices in his head pushed him toward madness one whisper at a time, and the music he used to ward against them was gradually losing its effects.As his mental state slowly deteriorated, Mark spent more of his time working on a game he had been developing and lamenting his lack of romantic experience.One night, the voices dealt him a powerful blow, bringing their battle to an end. To his surprise, Mark won the battle, but that came at a great cost.The voices might have disappeared, but a visual hallucination arrived to replace them, taking the form of a character from his game: Maids VS Apocalypse. Little did he know that the real apocalypse was already coming for him.

Molitia Clemence was born sickly.

She forgot to cover herself with a blanket and caught a cold. She woke up next to her husband after 10 days just because of a slight cold.

Molitia barely survived between the thin threads of life and death. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that her husband was somehow acting differently than usual…?!

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“Have you eaten?” (Husband)

“Yes.” (Molitia)

“This is the belly of a person who ate?” (Husband)

He frowned as he stroked her flat lower abdomen. He held her wrist carefully, as if it would break. His voice rose.

“Why is your wrist so thin? Are you even human?” (Husband)

“That’s…” (Molitia)

“Butler!” (Husband)

The butler rushed to his angry voice, fidgeting with his wrists.

“Get me food for my wife to eat. Something that will help her stay healthy. Anything is fine.” (Husband)

Molitia’s mouth opened at her husband’s words, but no sound came out. ‘I just had a meal?’