Rebirth: Leading Families to Survive in the Apocalypse - Chapter 403 - Why Hasnt He Returned Yet

Wen Ying became the “Unlucky One” chosen by Lord God.No matter which world she appears in, she is not loved.————“I heard that you became a sugar baby?”“Stepped on three boats. Ah, the boats probably capsized.”“You are a minister’s wife, but you’re seducing his majesty, why are you such a slag?”Actress-born Wen Ying, displayed the exclusive smile of a white lotus——So what? In the end, won’t all of you become my ministers.

With a marriage contract forcefully done, he married her, and all she could do was comply, and resent him deeply for that and for all the following misunderstandings they faced.
However, it was already too late when she understood she actually loved him.

Copy 1:

The entire entertainment circle knows that Xia Rong and Su Chi seem to be natural enemies. Same period of debut, same period of increasing popularity, opposing each other in their careers, fans constantly ripping into each other in a frenzy.

Xia Rong began with this thought as well, all the way until he found out Su Chi’s secret —— Su Chi could shapeshift?!

Su Chi: “The issue of me turning into a cat, help me keep it a secret.”

Xia Rong: “Why should I!”

Su Chi: “Since you pet me… … for an entire night.”

Xia Rong: “… …”

Copy 2:

Ever since Xia Rong found out that Su Chi could turn into a cat, moreover, shape shift ignores the location, time, as well as the person in question’s wishes, the other often relies on him to help cover up.

Former rivals transform into the obedient cat until the palm, Xia Rong happily rubs the cat: “Hahahaha Su Chi, even you have today! Meow… … Meow meow meow ao?”

Surprises always come suddenly.

Xia Rong was unresigned: “Meow ow ow ow! Is shapeshifting into a cat infectious?!”

Su Chi: “Don’t be afraid, I’ll steal cat food to raise you ^_^”

Some people appear to be well off, in reality, not only do they have a cat in private, the cat is also their boyfriend =v=

- Description from Novelupdates

[Warning: Mature Content]

“Master, are we going to keep what happened last night a secret between us?”

“For how loud you moaned and cried, Qing-er, I think the whole world has already learned all about it, and your concern is irrelevant.”

Yun Qing-er, the only disciple of the legendary immortal swordmaster Bai Ye, has been hiding her feelings for her master for years. Unaccepted by norms and morals, it is the darkest secret that she swears to bury deep within her heart.

But life has other plans. Bai Ye's desire for her burns hot beneath his solemn appearance. He will teach her not only the art of the sword, but also the pleasures of life that she never knew existed before.

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Smut starts at Chapter 17, with a teaser in Chapter 11. A bit softcore at first but will get wilder quickly as the story moves on :)

Note that this is NOT a typical cultivation romance. Immortals and spiritual power and whatnot are all plot devices… You'll see what I mean in just a few chapters!

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[Sneak Peek]

He pinned me against the poplar tree at the center of the garden. A breeze rustled past, stirring the sunlight sparkling through the autumn foliage above us, and a sprinkle of gold fell over his shoulders. “Say you want me,” he whispered.

“Bai Ye—” I breathed, but the rest of my words were replaced by moans the moment he traced his kisses along my neck and took my earlobe into his mouth.

Familiar tingles roared through me as he nibbled and suckled gently. His hand slid up my chest, and he played with my sensations with his lips and tongue and fingers until my arms trembled around him. All other thoughts vanished from my mind. The only thing I knew was the irresistible feeling of him on me, so overwhelming that my knees started growing weak. I would've fallen if he wasn't pinning me hard against the tree.

“Bai Ye …” I moaned again, clawing at his clothes. “Of course I want you … Right here, right now.”

He let out a soft puff of laughter, and his hand grazed down, gripping the folds of my dress. With a rip of fabric, he tore them away.