MTL - My Son is a Transmigrated Prince - Chapter 78 078.

This novel is about low ranking staff Shan Shan being oppressed by the Big Boss. She keeps fighting but keeps losing. So she finally stopped struggling and obediently surrendered…

Shan Shan, extremely docile, waited outside the delivery room at the temporary blood bank. At the same time, the big boss sent her away to do a blood test to ensure she was of good health and suitable blood type.

Sure enough, the pregnant woman was in a critical condition. Thus, Shan Shan obediently let 300 cc of her blood being pumped. The condition of the pregnant woman improved. Shan Shan received many thanks, left the hospital and lamented this while looking at the moon:

“Capitalists really are blood-suckers, heartless, heartless.”

Shan Shan, who is deep in thought, did not notice a black limousine has stopped behind her. The man at the back seat heard her sigh, moved his mouth and then closed the recently opened window.

“Drive home.”

“Boss, didn’t you just say you want to send Miss Xue back?”

“No need,” the man said without expression, “capitalists are heartless.”

Why is the book Evolution Chart related to the theory of evolution?What is the relationship between the Ethereal Cloud Sword and the probability density?How did cultivators build atomic bombs?How did quantum mechanics appear in a cultivation world? Why were the ancient supreme experts and the modern ring grandpa labeled as being misguided and useless?What is the connection between Quantum Grandmaster, Daoist Proscribe, and Supreme Lord with the great scientists Bohr, Heisenberg, and Einstein?Let us follow the host, no, the protagonist Wang Qi, entering a world like never before and explore the secrets of scientific cultivation.

He Yu suffers from Omega pheromone disorder.
Not only does his pheromone not attract Alphas, but it also annoys Alphas who smell it.
Life is already so difficult, but He Yu can be even more difficult.
After confessing his love to a game friend who has been with him for a year and telling him about his illness.
The opponent retreated…
One day, He Yu picked up the leader of their Tongyan No. 1 Middle School, an Alpha with super S-level pheromone——Chu Yi (chu three times, yi four times) at the door of their house.
Chu Yi was covered in blood, he should have just experienced a fierce battle, when the S-level pheromone pressed over like crazy, He Yu’s legs softened and he kowtowed first…
He Yuruan took Chu Yi home softly and gave a little of his pheromone.
Chu Yi really woke up after smelling it. Not only was he awake, but he also vomited.
He Yu hurriedly bowed ninety degrees to apologize: “I’m sorry!”
Chu Yi: “…” He was allergic to alcohol and vomited, why did this man apologize.
The two accidentally discovered that the fit rate was as high as 98%, and Chu Yi, who was about to be forced into a marriage by his family, offered him an attractive offer – “Play my boyfriend, 20,000 yuan a month”.
He Yu decisively bowed his head to money.
So far, He Yu has been transparent since he was a child, and has turned into the boyfriend of Chu Yi, a low-level character in the middle school! Show affection in various places every day!
One day, He Yu accidentally saw Chu Yi’s game id, which was exactly the same as Tui You’s crush!
He Yu was terrified: “Brother, let’s play something else!”
Chu Yi said casually, “No, just play with this.”
As he spoke, he opened He Yu’s account.
The two fell silent together.
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Focus on:
1. Sand sculptures, pretending to be counselors, and a group of academic bullies attacked by X campus bosses, rich and coquettish
[Actually, it is a love story between “a little dog pretending to be cowardly” and “a cowardly old dog”]
2. The protagonist is an adult.
3. The receiving pheromone is watermelon, and the attacking pheromone is abstract ice. Iced Watermelon Mix!
4. The author of the sand sculpture bib: Kongwubingbing

Content tags: fantasy space sweet text growth campus
Search keywords: Protagonist: He Yu, Chu Yi (three tones of chu, four tones of yi) ┃ Supporting roles: Xin Tao, Yuan Li, Li Jinhang, Cheng Haoyan ┃ Others: He Yu, Chu Yi, Iced Watermelon
One-sentence introduction: Acting and acting, you are really my boyfriend
Idea: Don’t be afraid of any difficulties we encounter! Beat them all with a smile!

- Description from novelbuddy

They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.