Camphor tree has no flowers

[Female Lead: Little Princess of the Cat Demon Clan] "Get off of me," the man's voice carried a hint of helplessness and restraint.
"I won't," the girl shook her head, her arms tightly holding onto the man beneath her.
"Be good, I can't sleep like this."
"But I always slept on top of you before."
"That was different... you're a human now."
In Capital City, a decisive, cruel, and cold-blooded mysterious head of the household unexpectedly gets saved by a tiny kitten, hence turning into a devoted slave to the cat, shocking all his subordinates.
However, when one day he woke up to find the kitten in his arms had turned into a lovely and soft young girl, the head of the household was dumbstruck.
Ask what's going on? Of course, it's a nurture story~
Ask what to do? Naturally, continue to spoil her, just in a different way~
"Young Master, everyone outside is saying that you have some special fetish. Why else would you spoil a cat to such an outrageously lawless degree?"
The head of the household declared, "You know nothing, that's my wife."
This book is free of stale tropes, with fresh material, and is clean in regards to relationships. [The new book "Mr. Lu Has Made the Blacklist Again" has been released]

Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!

Wen Xiao'ai, covering her little ears, stood obediently in the corner, occasionally sneaking a look back at Jun Moyan, who was tidying up his desk.


Seeing him throwing those draft drawings into the trash bin, Wen Xiao'ai felt full of remorse and wished she could throw away her own baby bottle.


While Jun Moyan was sketching those drafts, she had always been by his side, so she knew very well that these were things he had painstakingly drawn, stroke by stroke, over several days.


In the future, I'll be more obedient, she thought. Next time Jun Moyan makes a mistake, I'll let him stand in the corner for a few minutes less…


Thinking this way made Wen Xiao'ai feel much better.


Jun Moyan finished tidying his desk and took out a new sheet of drawing paper, preparing to redo the firearm design drawings that had just been destroyed.


He had all those things in his mind, and having drawn them once, it was only a matter of a few hours to recreate them exactly as they were.


Chapter 160 Jun Moyan, don't die, I'll be obedient from now on