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!

About fifteen minutes later, the man's hand holding the cards was trembling.


He placed the cards on the gambling table and said with trepidation,


"Bai, Master Bai, I've lost all the money I brought today." He was very relieved that the chips he had just exchanged were few.


Upon hearing this, the man's expression darkened slightly as he threw his cards out.


An impatient voice came from him, tinged with haste, yet clear and pleasant to hear.


The other onlookers, hearing this, wanted to dodge but couldn't.


In Holy City, you can provoke Ais without fear of death, but with this man before you... I advise you not to harbor such suicidal thoughts.


Seeing no one dare to continue gambling with him, the man's expression became more and more unsightly. Already in a bad mood, he was about to blow up, but in the end, he couldn't even be bothered to.


Just as he was about to rise and leave, a voice cheerful like a child's called out.


Chapter 195: You Look Down on Those Who Haven't Weaned?