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!

"Ye Yin's" palm flew down toward Wen Xiao'ai's crown, carrying an oppressive force that was impossible for her to evade.


Wen Xiao'ai instinctively looked up, staring at the palm that was swiftly descending upon her.


She had braced herself to lose half her life in a fight to the death with him, but just at the critical moment, he stopped.


"Ye Yin's" hand halted two centimeters above the top of Wen Xiao'ai's head.


Wen Xiao'ai even felt the gust of wind brought about by that would-be strike.


Had that palm completed its course, it would have left her dead or utterly incapacitated.


Just as Wen Xiao'ai was wondering why he had abruptly stopped, "Ye Yin's" voice trembled with disbelief.


"Ye Yin" stared at this face, so familiar he almost couldn't trust his eyes.


Memories of their past playful fights and laughter flashed before him.


Even after a thousand years, he remembered it clearly.


Chapter 289: Yingying, Is That You?