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!

"I thought you were pulling another all-nighter at work," the drunkard muttered indistinctly without opening his eyes as he turned over.


"I didn't even go to the office today," Qing Yi said, since he was awake, she no longer tiptoed around, grabbed the blanket, and lay down properly.


"Then what have you been up to?" the drunkard asked subconsciously.


"I don't really know what I've done all day," Qing Yi said with a helpless smile.


The drunkard didn't respond, seemingly falling asleep again.


Qing Yi didn't disturb him further and closed her eyes to sleep...


Jun Moyan opened the door and turned on the light.


As soon as Wen Xiao'ai entered the room, she saw her baby bottle on the bedside table and immediately trotted over to pick it up and start drinking.


Jun Moyan quickly stepped forward, took the baby bottle from her hand, "It's cold, you can't drink it; be careful, or you'll get a stomachache."


Chapter 212: I Want to Wear Yours