MTL - Close to You - Chapter 49

Shen Anan is wearing a book.
When someone else wears a book, they are either dressed as a domineering president, or they are the mother or daughter of a domineering president, and no matter how bad they are, they are the petite wife of a domineering president…
She is the only one who, in a false fairy tale, became the last mermaid on the verge of extinction.
In order to change the fate of the Little Mermaid’s complete extinction, the state encircled a small sea area for her and assigned her a national treasure-level scientist.
Ming is here to take care of her diet, but in fact, she is here to study how to breed her successfully.
Before the scientist came, Shen Anan swung the fish’s tail and vowed: “Mating? It doesn’t exist, I am a dignified human being. Even if I die, I can’t accept this kind of emotionless reproductive behavior.”
After the scientist came, Shen Anan: “I! Yes! Yes!”
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Later, a group of photos was exposed on Weibo of the national treasure scientist Zhou Suiyu Wannian Changcao.
In the photo, Shen An’an swings a silver fish tail and frolics in the sunshine and blue waves. While licking the screen of Shen An’an’s prosperous beauty, netizens suddenly found that Shen An’an’s belly… It seems to be a drum?
For a while, the news of the successful breeding of the Little Mermaid quickly reached the top of the hot search.
Zhou Suiyu, the father of the child, posted a photo of the two and said, “What breeding? That is the crystallization of our love.”
Everyone: “…Excuse me, are such handsome scientists all assigned by the state? Where can I get them?”

Handsome Breaking Sky Scientist X Sweet Breaking Sky The Little Mermaid
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One sentence introduction: A love that crosses species

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Some say reincarnation is a blessing, but for me, it's a dreadful curse. Cursed with endless reincarnation, I've been reborn as a villain 137 times. And all 137 times, I've been toyed with and killed by heroes who are far more cruel than the said villains... If I can't win no matter what I do, then I'll crush those so-called heroes at their very roots. - Quality Fan Translations, Made by Fans for the Fans - Villain Takes Over The Academy

Gu Shishi, a master of traditional Chinese painting, transmigrated into the role of a cannon fodder in a cliché novel.

Elia is a poor university student until the night she’s taken to the world of the Anima—ruled by humans whose ancient hearts pulse with the blood of animals. There she’s forced into a battle to the death. But when Elia survives, and refuses to kill her final opponent, the King must either kill Elia himself, or take her as his mate.

Reth, the brutal King of the Beasts with the blood of lions, shocks everyone when he chooses the weak, human Elia to become his Queen. He promises her every comfort of his wealth and position—but he is clear: She will not warm his bed. He chose her to defeat those that were trying to corner him into blending his Leonine line with the Wolves.

Elia needs the help of the Anima to become stronger and rule them well. But the vengeful Wolves see only a weak human that brought them shame. As Elia and Reth grow closer, the wolves are determined to destroy her. Will Reth and Elia admit their feelings for each in time to fight for the Kingdom—and their lives—against the villainous wolf-tribe? Or will the wolves kill Elia and steal the throne?

[Mature content - no sexual violence]

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He stalked towards her, chin low so the shadow cast by his hard jaw cut across the thick fur collar of his vest. His hair had fallen over his eyes in the scuffle, so he peered at her through it like a lion in the grass. With each step, his graceful, rolling gait reminded her of a predator stalking its prey. Despite the forest floor littered in twigs and leaves, he didn’t make a sound.

“Wh-who are you?” Elia stammered, backing away, her hands up. He met her step for step until she came up hard against the tree behind her—and didn’t stop until he loomed over her, so broad his shoulders and chest made a wall in front of her. She could feel the heat rising off his skin in the cool, night air.

“I am the Leonine King.” His voice was a dark, husky gravel. Behind him a chorus of wheezes, howls, and chirps of agreement rose from the people watching. “And you are?”

“Elia,” she breathed.

“Elia,” he growled, leaning in closer, bringing with him the scent of pine and rain and the musk of something distinctly male. “I am Reth.” He said the name with a strange, guttural roll in his throat. “I am King of Beasts. I am Clan Leader, and I am Alpha of WildWood.” Several snarls rose from the crowds behind him then, but he ignored them.

Elia swallowed as he leaned in until the scruff on his jaw rasped her cheek. “I am the King,” he said, “And you will be my mate.”

The forest behind him erupted.