CEO He : Please Don't Love Me - Chapter 32: Little Fool

The issue that originally preoccupied Tang Xian’s thoughts was whether, amidst these world-destroying bosses, he should be a hero for just a second or continue to pretend to be a boss. Later, he realized that, in the midst of pretense, he had actually become genuine...

Senju clan ancestral hall, everyone: “I hope that the ancestors will bless me and make my Senju clan great again…”

But the protagonist stared at a photo in the ancestral hall: “Uzumaki Mito looks really good.”

~The personality of the crumbs in the crumbs was detected, “Grass Dungeon” was awakened, the mission goal… to make the Senju great again! Now start assigning you a great mission guide… Already assigned, Uzumaki Mito!

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With a few words, the protagonist carries the soul of Uzumaki Mito, and awakens the very grassy “Grass Dun”.

The magnificent Mrs. Hokage… In order to make the Senju clan great again, to protect Konoha and even the ninja world, and to prevent the protagonist from spoiling this world, I have broken my heart.

- Description from novelbuddy

A calamity descended, consuming the world in chaos.With their final strength, humanity raised towering walls and built great cities to safeguard the last remnants of life.But now, the calamity stirs once more.This time, humanity will not just defend—they will rise and strike back!Witness the heroes.Follow their example.Become the hero!

Her husband, Derrick Vaisil, who had a funeral four days ago, suddenly came back to life. But this man was so different from before he died!

“I’m hungry, wife.”

From regularly turning up in the dining room that he had always avoided,

“How about we use the same bedroom?”

To a furtive suggestion of combining their bedrooms that they had always been using separately.

What in the world happened to this man?

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“You always give off this delicious smell…………. but how can I bear with it?”

Right now, at this moment, Judith felt like he was a cruel predator who would completely devour her from head to toe easily.

“You, uh, what the hell are you?”

He, who tormented her as he repeatedly sucked on her soft earlobe and put his tongue inside her ear, chuckled.

“What am I?”

Derrick kissed her chin and whispered languidly.

“I am your husband, Judith.”