My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading - Chapter 290: To Outer Space

When traveling back to Japan's late Muromachi Era, how to survive becomes a significant challenge!Now, Harano must live well under this high-difficulty challenge!

This is a story of a sicko and vicious tongue male lead pampering and obsession over his little wife.

Once she crossed over in a novel, she became a hateful cannon fodder to marry the Seven Lord of Gu family. It’s rumored that the Seven Lord of Gu family has a Buddha’s mouth but a vipe’s heart, unpredictable temperament, and very superd of making human skin as painting fan.

The most terrible thing is that is man is the white lotus female lead head over heels’s crush. The biggest demon in the book, the kind that the male lead must admit when sees him.

This… this this this, isn’t it like forcibly pushing her to the Yellow Spring road?

———

At night, she straddled the wall and watched the Seven Lord, who was smiling faintly under the wall, she could not help but swallowed in fear.

“Seven, Seven Lord….”

“Huh?” Gu Zifu lightly nodded and sat next to her. He raised his hand to touch her face: “Qing Qing, where are you going this late in the night?”

Su Qing was flustered. The water mist covering eyes and her voice was like a thin silk: “I come out look, look at the moon….”

“Moon?” Seven Lord chuckled, “Does it look better than me?”

Su Qing counseled, and quickly shook her head as she looks at him.

Gu Zifu laughed lightly. He hook her chin looking at that delicate lips and said: “Be good.”

——Be good, I’ll give it to you whatever you want.

- Description from Novelupdates

[Dimension Exploration] + [Management] + [Urban Legends] + [Comedy] + [Meat Pigeon] + [I'm Surrounded by Beauties]The renowned sharp-tongued food critic Tang Rijie had already wolfed down three large bowls of rice, sweating profusely, yet he stubbornly maintained his stance.“I admit the dishes in your restaurant are all delicious, and the appearance, scent, and taste can be considered perfect, but I must say, I didn't taste any soul in these dishes! And the soul is the key to determining the success or failure of a dish!”Ma Lu's expression remained unchanged, “It's just a soul you want, right? Just wait.”Having said that, he walked into the kitchen, took out two souls from the freezer, and stuffed them into the blender.10 minutes later, a steaming plate of dumplings was placed in front of Tang Rijie.“Hello, sir, here is the soul you asked for, all wrapped inside.”