MTL - The Little Moments When I’m In Love With You - Chapter 39 I want to learn to kiss 9

As long as hamster spirit Shu Shu can survive the lightning tribulation, then his cultivation will be able to turn him into a human. In the end, the lightning tribulation strikes him and he arrives in the… future?

Touching the hamster’s ear on his head, in order not to be seen by people and taken to be a monster, Shu Shu decides to dig a hole in the forest to hide and live, and as a result… a very big snake aaaahhhh! Please, don’t eat me!

The crown prince of the beast empire is seriously injured and becomes a beast that could no longer change into human form. He lives alone in the forest. One day, he sees a cute sub beastman deep in the forest. The sub beastman also sees him. At once, the sub beastman’s eyes roll backwards and he faints…. Scared to death?

Shu Shu: I have a unique technique of faking death.

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Gu Yunjiao, the daughter of a prominent medical family, was reborn with a pharmacy. She became a young village woman who was widowed on her wedding night.Her biological father disappeared, her mother was a crybaby, her in-laws considered her an unlucky omen, and there were even lustful men with ill intentions watching her closely.Life was tough.Fortunately, her mother-in-law was formidable, and her siblings were supportive. Her family members were very protective of her.Her mother-in-law made a deal with her: if she could uphold her chastity for three years, she would be set free.Three years later, she had become a renowned divine physician and a wealthy woman.She packed her belongings to seek her freedom, but her family members all cried and wailed.A certain incredibly handsome man held her tightly and said, “You can't leave! You've examined my body, so you're responsible for me!”Gu Yunjiao counted on her fingers and retorted, “When I was treating patients, I've seen at least eighty, if not a hundred men.”The man covered her mouth and said, “They were all patients; only I am a man.”Later, there was a rumor in the capital city that the young and handsome Prime Minister was afraid of his wife. You asked who spread the rumor? The 3 years old toddler from the Prime Minister's household.

Su Mo transmigrated to the world of urban cultivation novels with a system. As a passerby, he was not interested in the plot and didn’t want to get involved with the protagonists or the heroines.What he didn’t know was that he himself was also a protagonist and the big villainess bound to a destiny villain system came to his door.[Ding! Destiny Protagonist Detected: Su Mo][Please Make a Choice!][Whether to: 1) Kill! or 2) Subdue!]Yang Qingxi looked at the system prompt in front of her and decisively clicked on…***Note: The beginning of the story is very similar to the plots of many novels out there in the same genre. Here I emphasize! They are not the same! As the story progresses, you will understand.This story is set in a parallel world.The names of many characters will be Chinese, but the story has very little Chinese culture elements.I am not a Chinese so don’t have expectations regarding it. ＼(º □ º l|l)/Everything in my story is based on my imagination and has nothing to do with any person, place, or religion. All similarities are coincidences. (¬‿¬)Happy Reading!!! (＾▽＾)/Discord Link: [https://discord.gg/nmeZpWgKZg]

BOOK TWO OF THE HAMILTON SERIESWARNING: A Regency Era novel. Adult content with detailed smut…Read at you own risk⚠️⛔️Genre: Historical Romance / Smut / Enemies-to-Lovers / Mystery / Comedy[Book Two of the Hamilton Series. Can be read as a standalone, but better enjoyed after Lady Ines’ Scandalous Hobby.]To the world, Duke Rowan Hamilton is the perfect gentleman. But in the bedroom, he is a man possessed.Rowan Hamilton has it all: a Ducal title, the face of a fallen angel, and a smile that makes debutantes faint. He is the “Golden Duke”—charming, responsible, and utterly adored by society.But it’s all a lie.Beneath the coats and polite manners, Rowan is a man haunted by a ghost. For three years, he has remained faithful to the memory of a masked woman who stole a kiss, bested him at a game of chance, and vanished into the night. He doesn't want any one as his wife; he wants her.When his domineering aunt tires of his bachelorhood, she hires London’s most notorious underground matchmaker to force the issue.Enter Miss Delaney Kingsley.She is sharp-tongued, infuriatingly competent, and entirely unimpressed by his title. Her mission? To drag Rowan to the altar with the season’s “Diamond,” Lady Celine, within three months to collect the juicy payment Rowan’s aunt had to offer.Rowan intends to fire the meddlesome woman. But when Delaney looks at him with those hazel, intelligent eyes and orders him around like a young lad, he feels the first spark of life he’s felt in years.He decides to play her game. He will let her “coach” him on how to woo a lady. He will let her teach him how to dance, how to flirt, and how to seduce.But he has no intention of using those lessons on Lady Celine.“You were hired to find me a Duchess, Miss Kingsley. But the only person I want in my duchy and in my bed... is you.”As the lessons turn into forbidden nights and the bickering turns into scorching passion, Rowan begins to suspect that his matchmaker is hiding a secret of her own.She moves like a shadow, handles a rifle like a soldier, and tastes exactly like the ghost he’s been hunting for three years.What to Expect:* The Golden Retriever Duke: Who turns into a possessive Alpha behind closed doors.* The Matchmaker Trope: She’s trying to marry him off; he’s trying to take her clothes off.* High Heat: Slow burn that explodes into intense smut.* Competence Kink: He falls harder every time she bosses him around.* Cameos: Featuring the chaotic domestic life of Duchess Ines and Duke Carcel (and their baby Harry!).Excerpt:“Your Grace, please focus,” Delaney snapped, adjusting his cravat with efficient, gloved hands. “Lady Celine is waiting in the ballroom. You must look at her as if she is the only woman in the world.”Rowan caught her wrist, stopping her movements. He stepped into her space, backing her against the heavy oak door of the study, his “Golden Boy” mask slipping to reveal the hunger beneath.“And how, exactly, does one do that, Miss Kingsley?” he whispered, his voice rough. “Show me.”“I—I cannot show you, I am merely the coach—”“Then teach me,” he growled, lowering his head until his lips brushed the sensitive skin of her neck. “Teach me how to pretend I am not burning alive every time you walk into a room.”