General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming - Chapter 624 - : Little Tiger Head Acknowledges a Master (1)

In the Heart’s Kingdom, a kingdom where vampires reign and humans were nothing but livestock, Lilou, a peasant, found herself being preyed upon by the worst maniacal vampire of his kind. However, as terrifying as what he addressed her as his ‘reserved meal’, this vampire also called her his bride!

Except:

My eyes brood with fear, gazing at the still-beating heart in his hand. “My Lord, pardon me but… is this the bloody proof you promised to show me?” I asked, my voice shook as I gulped down whilst struggling my trembling knees from giving away.

“Mhm… do you now believe I’m good at capturing hearts?” The silver-haired man, bearing those menacing pair of deep crimson eyes stared proudly at me after a nod. I gasped when he clenched his hand and squeezed the fresh heart to smithereen.

“Yes, milord. You’re good at it, literally.” I’m mortified, watching the pieces of the heart fall as he approached. His every step made me take a step back until my back reached a solid pillar.

“Huh,” Samael chuckled briefly, stopping in front of me. His long, pointy nails that were covered with blood traced my elbow down to my hand. Gently, he clipped my forefinger in between his, guiding it before his lips. “Did I pass your test, though?” He asked, the sharp tip of his nail played over the tip of my finger.

I stared at his penetrating gaze as I reluctantly answered, “Barely.”

He smirked, nodding in satisfaction before he pressed his nail on the tip of my forefinger that was quick to produce a drop of blood. “Such sweet aroma.” He whispered, placing my bleeding finger in his mouth and licked it with passion.

His menacing gaze never left mine as he consumed a bit of my blood. “Does that mean you’re accepting my invitation?” Keeping my finger in between his fangs, Samael inquired.

I bit my lower lip unconsciously, my heart within my chest drummed as my back broke into sweats. “But… I’m just…” I paused, hoping my answer would put an end to this. “… I’m just a human.”

Samael clicked his tongue, displeased at my response as he let my finger go. “No,” He whispered.

My entire body stiffened when he bent over, caressing my shoulder up to my neck by the apex of his nose, as his hot breaths prickled my skin.

“You're not just a mere human... you are my human.” He stressed before I sensed his lips part and the tip of his fangs against my skin.

After Gu Jinghe passed through the book, she became a cold and ruthless overlord. The system asked her to abuse her heart and body against the poor heroine, and the world was broken.
The heroine is both beautiful and miserable, Gu Jinghe couldn’t bear it, and decided to put on another vest to secretly compensate her.
She seamlessly switches between old and new identities, and lives like a genius every day.
When she was the overlord, she looked cold and stern, with a mocking smile on her lips, and her fingers raised the heroine’s chin: “Ji Yunyan, the fate of the Ji family is in my hands, you’d better be obedient.”
In her new identity, she smiled brightly, and her voice was sweet and soft: “Yanyan, can I go to your house to do my homework?”
Probably because of her superb acting skills, the heroine treats her with a cold face as the domineering boss, and smiles like a flower at her new identity.
Until one day, when Gu Jinghe routinely confronted Ji Yunyan as the boss, Tian Liang Ji Po, Ji Yunyan suddenly called out her vest name to her.
Gu Jinghe agreed…
Gu Jinghe: Why don’t you listen to my explanation?
Ji Yunyan: (smiling) Make it up, keep making it up.
[The story of two people who thought they were straight but were not so straight flirted with each other, and ended up breaking themselves completely]
(The cover is the persona of Mr. Jing Heba)
Ba Zong and Jiaojiao seamlessly switch between the superb acting skills of Shou vs. the attack of the disguised little white flower

Content tags: system sweet text wear book
Search keywords: Protagonist: Gu Jinghe ┃ Supporting role: Ji Yunyan ┃ Others: Chuanshu, Overlord, Actress
One sentence introduction: I fell off the horse in front of the heroine
Intention: No matter what difficulties you face, you must stick to your own nature and not fall into darkness. the

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In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.

My name is Charlemagne Theron, yes, that’s right, that’s the Theron you think of, and Ajan Lor’themar is my younger brother.

Don’t call me Daqiang, or I guarantee you will be beaten to three quarters to death. As a reliable time traveler, I will tell you responsibly, I…

“Charlemagne, what are you muttering, today is the day when my younger brother will inherit the position of Ranger General, you don’t want to be used by Cirvanas and Vereesa Hurry up when the arrow hits your nostril.”

“…Okay, my dear Alleria, here we go.”

When the two walked away holding hands, an imperceptible figure appeared on the spot.

“Brother, I wish you a happy Shura field.”

I am Charlemagne Theron, I have led the people to participate in the orc war, defeated the ancient gods and the second fool, I also fought against the Burning Legion, and I have made contributions to Azeroth , I bring salt for myself.

(PS: Don’t call me Daqiang, unless you want to grow an arrow from a certain key part behind you.)