Being A Shrew to My Ex-Husband After Our Divorce - Chapter 302 - Successfully Attracted Attention  

For others, apocalypse means running away, killing zombies and upgrading.

For Shi Lingxi, it means not only running away, fighting zombies, and upgrading but also public display of affection!!!

It’s not that he is weird, but that he has a weird system that requires him and his forcibly bound target to reach a certain love index of sprinkling dogfood. In order to survive in the apocalypse days, he can’t not do it.

Shi Lingxi: Dear Lou Yuan, come here, muah~~

Lou Yuan: Muah~~

Shi Lingxi: What’s wrong with showing my love for Lou Yuan? Hmph.

This is a sweet story where Xiao shou seduces the Xiao gong and they sprinkle dog-food together.

- Description from Novelupdates

High-school student Koremitsu Akagi finds himself attending the funeral of Hikaru Mikado, who had died in an accident during Golden Week. He’s not sure why he’s there, as he only exchanged a few words with Hikaru at school. However, Hikaru doesn’t seem to be completely gone from the world, as he comes back as a ghost in order to fulfill a promise to Aoi Saotome, his fiancée. Since Koremitsu is the only one who can see him, he asks him to carry out his promise in his place.

Complying with his request, Koremitsu tries to fulfill Hikaru’s promises to the rest of his “girlfriends”, helping them overcome past misunderstandings and repair broken relationships.

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Shiyou was bound by the rescue villain system, and asked her to go to the world of books, save the beautiful and powerful villains, lead him on the right path, and avoid the fate of blackening and being cannon fodder.

When we first met—

System: The host must be a cute little sweet.

Shiyou’s head is full of black lines: No… I’m not, don’t talk nonsense.

Later-

System: Compared with the villain, the host is more like a blackened object.

Shiyou: Should you tell the stupid system that it tied the wrong person.

When Shiyou was about to unbind, the man trapped her tightly in his arms and begged in a low voice: You must dare to leave, believe it or not, I will die for you…

Shiyou: QAQ, they all say that he is the villain, and it is terrible to be blackened. In fact, he is very good at coaxing. As long as I smile, he is willing to give me his life.

#Meet you, the broken me finally becomes complete#

Remark:

1. Sweet pet text, Sususu! So cool! Strong women and men are also strong and love each other.

2. Ying Zhan vs Shiyou, the male protagonist is the same person, and each world will pass his life until the male protagonist dies.

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Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”