Demon hunter's Cooking Manual - Chapter 1309 - 41: Bodyguard! _2

I thought I would live a better life in my second lifetime. Unbelievably, I’ve reincarnated into a slime that rolls around on the ground. Anyway, this is my precious new life, so I must work hard.

10 years searching for his lost sibling.

Little Red Riding Hood is ill and has only one more month to live, so she decides to live in a hospice. The attitude of the staff here is very unsatisfactory.

“What kind of service attitude do you have here?” Little Red Riding Hood was angry.

“You’re a dying person, do you still need to care about our attitude?” The Dean.

“What happened to serving the dying people? I spent the money, and I demand the best service from you.” Little Red Riding Hood was angry.

“You’re a dying person, do you still need to care about the serving?” The Dean.

“Can you stop repeating about me dying here and there? Believe it or not, I will complain about you.” Little Red Riding Hood was furious.

“You are a dying person with such a narrow mind.” The Dean.

Little Red Riding Hood cried in anger~~~~

“Congratulations, you have been accepted into our company.” The Dean

Underworld Group’s The Honoring Life branch welcomes you.

What Fortune 500, our headquarters is the underworld…

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The heroine is sick, she is dying, and is admitted to a hospice.

The dean of the hospice handed the heroine a contract and said, “Come on, sign this and this man is yours.”

The heroine signed it. Anyway, I’m dying, so I don’t care about doing anything.

The male protagonist is also sick, and due to the sickness always wants to commit suicide.

Male protagonist: Why every time I commit suicide, there is always a woman to seduce me.

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[sweet, pampering][strong FL, 1v1]He was an absolute noble, decisive and cold-hearted, yet he was persistently entwined with her, doting incessantly.The first time they met, he questioned, “Six years ago, was it you?”The second time they met, he was holding a paternity test, “You still dare to say your son isn't mine?”The nth time they met, she finally lost her patience, “Sir, will you ever give it a rest?”The man lifted the corners of his mouth, smiling with a deep and enchanting charm, “Not before our second child is born.”