MTL - Concealed and Blended: Fendai - Chapter 36

When Ji Mingxia woke up, he had transmigrated as the male supporting lead in a horror novel, and had become the protagonist shou’s love mentor.

His open view of love guides the protagonist shou to embrace his sexuality; every time he appears, it’s to promote the protagonist gong’s love.

To survive, Ji Mingxia had to follow the plot.

When the protagonist shou tells him about his troubles, he gently comforts the protagonist shou;

When the protagonist shou suffers heavy physical and mental trauma, he actively treats the protagonist shou;

When the protagonist shou comes across danger, he recklessly accompanies the protagonist shou;

When the protagonist shou confesses to him, he…

The protagonist gong? Where did the protagonist gong go!

What about the supporting characters? Hurry, spare tires!

“You mean those shifty-eyed men who peek at you? They’ll never show up again. ”

Ji Mingxia: “=0=”

Please wake up, protagonist! They’re looking at you, not me!

Yu Ning X Ji Mingxia

Solitary and reclusive, sweet attacker after being tempted × calm on the surface but terrified in the heart

- Description from Novelupdates

A Heavenly God was transmigrated into a different world right after he died. After arriving in that world, he resides in the body of a handsome young man with a mechanical voice inside his head providing him with missions. It also kept on telling him to brew wine every single day.

The worst thing that Shui Ruoshan think he ever did? He wrote the story of “The Strongest King in History”.

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death.Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine.---“I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached.He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here.“Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?”I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place.“What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze.---A Dangerous ObsessionCan she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction?A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation.---LYCAN KING CASSIANI will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones.Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce.And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave.She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.