Transmigrated: The Seventh Princess's Path to Godhood

The first time they shared a bed, Mo Lian'er hesitated. "Am I supposed to sleep on the sofa?"

The woman narrowed her beautiful eyes. "The sofa?"

Her slender fingers pressed against Mo Lian'er's shoulder.

Mo Lian'er fell backward onto the bed. "W-what's wrong?"

"You don't have to sleep on the sofa. Sleep in the bed."

The woman tossed out those words, gave her a flirtatious glance, then turned and went to the bathroom.

[Currently Serializing]: After My Mom's Best Friend Took a Liking to Me; Transmigrators Are All Helping My Love Life

[Next Book]: After They Heard My Inner Thoughts in a Restricted Novel

[Writing Ahead]: The Meow-Meow I Picked Up Is My Boss, and My Boss Meows Every Day

[Completed]: Why Is That Inspector General Like That?; My English Teacher, Still Charming but Fickle; The Overbearing Possessiveness of a Gloomy Little Charmer

[Upcoming]: Bking, Please Be More Demure!; My Disciple Has Had Designs on Me for a Long Time; Bound to a Mission System: The Group's Lady Falls in Love with Me; My Wife Can't Possibly Be a Fool; After Taking Over the Doomed Alpha Role of Marking the Aloof Beauty; My Archenemy Differentiated into My Ideal Type

Theme: Seeking the truth