My Lady, You Can't Play with Your Spirit Form Like That

[Interstellar beast world | Brutal male competition | All the men are pure | Flower-type spirit forms | Doting on her husbands]

Yun Ji, who froze to death in the extreme cold of the apocalypse, somehow ended up in the interstellar age.

As soon as she opened her eyes, a handsome man was kneeling beside her legs, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Her fingertips gave a flower bud a careless pinch, and the man shuddered all over, let out a sob, and fainted on the spot.

Only after receiving the memories did Yun Ji finally understand:

In this world, all males have flowers as their spirit forms. Sensations and pain pass between spirit form and body, and flower buds are extremely sensitive.

The Star Lord who saved her has a rose for a spirit form. Cunning and patient, he quietly keeps his sharp edges hidden around her.

The unruly pirate chief has a magical vine for a spirit form. Passionate and obsessive, he has eyes only for her.

The noble, aloof heir to the throne has a cool, elegant night-blooming cereus for a spirit form, which blooms quietly for her alone.

And then there is the emissary bearing darkness, wreathed in red spider lilies, who loves her without hope, humble and mad with passion.

These powerful males, once lofty figures admired by the entire interstellar world, had their proud flower-type spirit forms all easily stirred by her.

Their haughty facades shattered, leaving only tender affection and submission in their hearts.

Scores of innocent men flocked to her, launching into a frenzy of male rivalry, all fighting for the chance to keep her by their side.