MTL - Womanizing Mage - Chapter 542 Goodbye Mitil

Shan Bei inexplicably transmigrated onto a tsundere cat named “Queen”, and was forced to appreciate the daily life of its owner, Mu Qing, and found that Mu Qing was not only coquettish, but also had an extraordinary obsession with her! Σ( ° △ °|||)︴

Fragment one:
Shan Bei’s cat eyes, which were originally staring at the computer, slowly turned to Mu Qing, who was staring at the document. His bi-color eyes were blazing with anger. This guy was yelling at her, and a hidden sex scene was deleted, deleted, deleted, and deleted a hundred times. What on earth was he thinking? ? !
Mu Qing couldn’t help breaking out in a cold sweat being stared at by the “queen”, how come the “queen” has become more and more real recently, she seems to feel that it is staring at her, hell!

Fragment two:
Shan Bei was sitting on the sink, when she saw Mu Qing who took off his clothes and walked into the shower, the cat’s eyes almost fell out, why does this guy like herself? ! Her figure is so good, although she is not as good as Shan Bei. Shan Bei was inexplicably happy, raised his hand to pat his chest, and touched a ball of hair.
Fuck-_-||, I forgot that I am a cat, with a single black line.
When Mu Qing turned back to get the towel, he saw the “Queen” was touching her chest with her head down? ! hell!

Content tags: special liking happy friends city love soul transformation
Search keywords: Protagonist: Shan Bei, Mu Qing ┃ Supporting role: Others ┃ Others: Shuangjie, Funny, Secret

- Description from novelbuddy

Entering the interstellar era, Su Tan wrote novels, became a celebrity, hosted and ate food, and began to dominate the interstellar entertainment circle.

Until one day, the strongest star / anorexia anorexia / cold abstinence emperor ate his food-long! fat! It’s up!

Emperor, “Fine, marry him back, and I will punish him personally.”

Su Tan, “? ?”

- Description from Novelupdates

Jin Rou wanted to be a cultivator who defied the heavens, and surpassed all limits.

Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I’m stuck here. Arrogant young masters? Heavenly tribulations? Cultivating for days on end, then getting into life or death battles?

Yeah, no thanks. I’m getting out of here.

In which a transmigrator decides that the only winning move is not to play.