This Eroge Won't Make Me Fall! - Chapter 79 73: Five Days (2) [R-18]

Ever since she transmigrated, she was blessed with an inbuilt anti-poison detector.

Beep beep – What? Her father’s concubine was evil and her half-sister was vicious?
Beep beep – Ah! She was in an arranged marriage and her husband did not love her?

Who cared? She could kill those evil creatures instantly with her high intelligence.

Her unparalleled beauty attracted countless suitors and her popularity topped the charts. No one was immune, even the emperors and princes were all captivated by her…

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“Douluo: Sell Ning Rongrong mission card, she quits Shrek”

Li Haiyun traveled to the Douluo Continent and bound the system of selling mission cards to get 1 to 100 times the reward.

As long as someone buys his mission card and completes the mission, he can get one to a hundred times the mission reward!

It’s just that the content on this task card is a bit indecent?

Ning Rongrong, who was trained in the military at the beginning, was reprimanded by Shrek Friend. She ran outside to relax, and happened to meet the mission card shop that Li Haiyun was running.

Driven by curiosity, Ning Rongrong went shopping, received her mission, and upgraded the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda to the Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

Now it’s all right, the fugitive princess Ning Rongrong found the treasure shop, so she just didn’t go back to Shrek and continued to be humiliated.

Not only that, but she also wants to escape from Shrek with the ladies of Shrek, buy mission cards together, accept missions, and complete missions!

Zhu Zhuqing: “The black-level task is to swear to Dai Mubai’s lifelong enemy with the martial soul, rewarding the twentieth-level cultivation base, accept it!!”

Tang San: “A black-level mission hits teacher Yu Xiaogan’s ass thirty times, and rewards peerless skills!!!”

Bibi Dong: “Purity gold-level mission, give birth to a child for the shopkeeper, and reward all spirit rings with a 100,000-year lifespan!!”

…

The owner, Li Haiyun, was lying on the rocking chair and couldn’t help laughing as he watched the rewards he was constantly getting.

In the missions and rewards again and again.

Some people’s master-student relationship collapsed, and some people’s colleges were disbanded…

There are also people who find love…

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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.

In the 21st century, she was the outstanding world renowned darling of the field of archeology. Then, she transmigrated and became Jinjiang city’s Ji Family’ Third Miss, a small malnourished girl who starved to death. She was unfavored by her father and treated like air by the rest. Therefore, just to earn money and feed herself she had to return to her old profession – being a forensic anthropologist.

With a pair of dextrous hands, she stroked and examined those clickety white bones to solve old and dusty unresolved cases.

He was a handsome cold prince. Just to see the beauty smile, he would not hesitate to throw away his moral principles and repeatedly flirt with her.

In the end, he only received a supercilious look from her, as she declared “Prince, one touch is a 1,000 taels.”

“Then, this prince will give you 10,000 taels for a kiss!”