MTL - Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle - v2 Chapter 2227 You are my hot sun (427)

What to Expect: - Fast-paced Action and LitRPG Progression, System, Monster Taming, Skill Copy and Fusion, Crafting, with Dungeon and Other Worlds Exploration. - Constellations based on all sorts of both Historical and Mythological figures. - A colorful cast of side characters full of life, the original Protagonist changes and becomes a better person. - A smart MC that abuses her knowledge of the story to become REALLY OP. - A story that doesn’t go by the script, the butterfly effect the character creates affects the story and doesn’t leave it as it was supposed to be, unlike many other similar stories. - 3 ~ 7 Chapters a week, almost daily updates until I can’t. 1800 ~ 3000+ Words per chapter, usually. No part of this work may be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior written permission of the copyright owner, except for the use of brief quotations in a review. This novel is also being posted on Scribblehub and Webnovel (for free). If you see it anywhere else, please let me know. Thank you.

I may be a virtual YouTuber, but I’m practically an office worker. You’re saying I have the most subscribers in the group, except for the boss? Well, all those subscribers are on the official account, so it doesn’t really mean anything. Why haven’t I made an official debut? … So, what can you actually do about it?

He always told me that he dreamed of me at night.

Molitia Clemence was born sickly.

She forgot to cover herself with a blanket and caught a cold. She woke up next to her husband after 10 days just because of a slight cold.

Molitia barely survived between the thin threads of life and death. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that her husband was somehow acting differently than usual…?!

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“Have you eaten?” (Husband)

“Yes.” (Molitia)

“This is the belly of a person who ate?” (Husband)

He frowned as he stroked her flat lower abdomen. He held her wrist carefully, as if it would break. His voice rose.

“Why is your wrist so thin? Are you even human?” (Husband)

“That’s…” (Molitia)

“Butler!” (Husband)

The butler rushed to his angry voice, fidgeting with his wrists.

“Get me food for my wife to eat. Something that will help her stay healthy. Anything is fine.” (Husband)

Molitia’s mouth opened at her husband’s words, but no sound came out. ‘I just had a meal?’