MTL - Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures - Chapter 3 Come to my house to be a guest.

“I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead...”A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

[No CP] + [Group Pet] + [Cute Baby] + [Vest] + [Live Variety Show] + [System] + [Ancient Wu] + [Shuangwen]

Not long after Gu Miaomiao was born, she was bound to the ancient martial arts system. As a result, she encountered turbulent time and space and went to ancient times. She became a little heroine under the apprenticeship. When he was four and a half years old, he returned to modern times and started a journey to find relatives.

Knowing that Dingliu is going to bring his younger sister to live broadcast a variety show with his baby, netizens expressed that Dingliu’s personality will definitely collapse, and they sympathized with his sister in advance.

Scene 1: The top is lying on the bed, and the dumpling lifts the quilt

Netizen: It’s over, it’s over, Dingliu wakes up so angry, he will definitely curse

Tuanzi: Second brother, Miaomiao is very hungry, can you cook for Miaomiao?

Top stream: coming soon

Netizen: This is not the top stream I know!

Scene 2: The top-ranking grabs the ingredients and falls into the water

Netizen: Top class black history, take a screenshot quickly

Tuanzi: Second brother, don’t be afraid, Miaomiao is here to save you

A simple floating on the water, the dumpling landed safely with the top stream, and the other hand was still holding a vegetable basket

Netizen: Hurry up and take a screenshot of Miao Miao Heroine’s highlight moment!

Scene 3: Children collect ingredients in the village

Netizen: The top class will definitely urge my sister to collect more points and perform well

In fact, a top streamer followed secretly, for fear that his sister would be bullied.

Netizen: So you are such a top class!

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Death is only the beginning….He is the boss of a small bar. Despite his gentle and amicable appearance, he is actually cold and detached. He was born with the ability to communicate with spirits but sealed it away, unwilling to get involved with the supernatural.She is a rather unqualified lawyer. Timid as a mouse yet hates evil with a passion. Her birthdate is inauspicious but she’s also blessed by Buddha.A weird and bloody case forced them together. Her cases grew more and more dangerous while his sealed abilities awakened and grew stronger. They were initially repulsed by each other, which turned to understanding, getting along, cooperating, and finally a mysterious yet fierce attraction. With the help of a friend, the two of them solve the city’s horror stories one after the other.

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.