"You have exceeded your destination, Ning Cai Chen Spa Ear Picking Culture Museum, by six hundred meters. A new route is being planned for you."
This navigation announcement not only disrupted the harmonious atmosphere.
But also made Zhou Qiaoqiao raise her eyebrows, her beautiful peach blossom eyes looking at Xu Mo.
Ning Cai Chen is now into the ear picking business.
And even added a culture museum as a suffix.
Such a museum doesn't sound like a serious place.
Their destination is the Grand Hyatt Wellness Center.
Setting aside the four words of the wellness center.
Grand Hyatt sounds more serious.
No matter how you listen, Ning Cai Chen Ear Picking Culture Museum sounds awkward.
Could it be that Xu Mo is particular, going for ear picking before a massage?
Xu Mo was also taken aback.
Damn, that's absurd!
Last time, due to a mistake, he navigated here, took a glance at the environment.
Found it not to his taste.
And then left directly.
It must have been forgotten to adjust that time.
Before Xu Mo could speak.
Zhou Qiaoqiao looked at him, asked with a smiling face.
"Do you like to have your ears picked before a massage?"
"Right, you know how to enjoy."
"It's just that this name doesn't sound very serious."
Xu Mo's face turned black, and he coughed awkwardly.
"That's not the case, the navigation is wrong, the place I go to is much more advanced than this!"
One is to show that he is fickle, you female devil, keep your distance, don't get too close to me.
Secondly, the name of Ning Cai Chen Ear Picking Culture Museum indeed makes people think a lot.
Xu Mo stated that if he really had to go.
He would go to an ear picking shop with a very serious sounding name.
At least it has some charm.
It won't be all naked at the beginning.
Which would quickly give people a handle.
Not sure if this Ferrari 488 navigation is intentionally cooperating with Xu Mo.
Not long after Xu Mo finished speaking.
The navigation voice rang again.
"Go straight for 500 meters to the Red Romance Ear Picking Culture Center, arrive at the destination, please pay attention to parking, Xu Xun Maps is pleased to navigate for you."
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Xu Mo didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.
The Ferrari's damn navigation system screwed him over.
Well, to be more specific.
It was the navigation system developed by his own group's company that screwed him over.
This is really like a flood hitting the Dragon King's temple.
Next time, he'll just go to his 4th son's shop, have them tear out this damn central control screen, and replace it with a new one.
Zhou Qiaoqiao chuckled out loud.
Her laugh was sweet and beautiful.
The female devil didn't ask.
Xu Mo, without a blush or a heartbeat, continued to drive the car pretending to be ignorant.
The car arrived at the destination.
Xu Mo skillfully took Zhou Qiaoqiao to the VIP room.
That's his exclusive place.
The owner of this wellness center, in order to please Xu Mo.
Had given him that oversized VIP room.
The fact proved that the owner's decision was correct.
Xu Mo also generously provided the owner with the connections he wanted.
These things, which were just a few words for Xu Mo.
But for the owner, they were dreams that no amount of money could buy.
Arriving at the wellness center.
Xu Mo felt like he was at home.
Although the damn navigation system made the journey unpleasant.
But now it's much better.
As for here.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's eyes were full of curiosity.
After all, this was where Xu Mo's soul dwelled.
A place where he could let go of all pretenses and be unrestrained.
Looking around.
The decoration style here.
Indeed, it was incredibly relaxing and comfortable.
"Are you sure you don't want to change to another room?" Xu Mo's voice came through.
Taking his fiancée for a massage.
It felt a bit strange.
Zhou Qiaoqiao blinked playfully and teased, "You're so naggy~"
Xu Mo's eyelid twitched, "Don't blame me for not warning you later."
"I prefer to be shirtless during massages, if you see something you shouldn't, don't go complaining to my parents."
Xu Mo felt somewhat smug.
After all, Zhou Qiaoqiao was still an unmarried young woman.
Women.
Thin-skinned, understandable.
Besides, Xu Mo didn't think they were that close yet.
Wait a minute!
Shirtless?
Was this a treat?
Zhou Qiaoqiao subconsciously stuck out her delicate tongue and licked her red lips.
What was Xu Mo's physique like?
She hadn't seen it yet.
Xu Mo felt a bit uneasy under her gaze.
It seemed like his clever plan had backfired.
However, in this VIP room, there was a screen.
He could handle this small situation, no need to panic.
Not long after.
Two beautiful masseuses, dressed in cheongsams, walked in with their slender waists twisting.
"Master Xu, your servants are here."
"My lord, you have been missed~ Have you missed your servant?"
They had learned from Room 14.
That Xu Mo didn't resist this kind of role-play.
So during the massage, they actively played the role of ancient times.
Their voices were as sweet as they could be.
Maybe one day Xu Mo would lose control and take them?
The illegitimate son of the national husband.
Just thinking about it was thrilling.
Riding on the coattails of their children.
If the hospital results confirmed.
That the child was indeed Xu Mo's.
An illegitimate child was still a child.
They didn't expect to share the Xu family's wealth.
After all, the Xu family could easily spare a few hundred million.
They could live without worry for the rest of their lives.
They thought Xu Mo was the only one in the room.
When they saw Zhou Qiaoqiao, with her gentle and warm face standing next to Xu Mo.
The two masseuses were startled.
They thought it was a joke!
The two originally quite flirty women.
Suddenly became mute.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's beautiful peach blossom eyes sparkled with amusement, "Xu Mo, I didn't expect you to be such a player, even using ancient terms."
After a pause, Zhou Qiaoqiao's face showed two playful dimples. Imitating the way the two women spoke when they came in, she used an even more coquettish voice.
"My lord~ Do you want me?"
"Do you want your servant?"
When the young woman went all out.
She was a natural.
Her voice had a natural charm.
Her gentle tone and gestures were just right.
After a slight comparison.
The difference was clear.
The young woman was the clear winner!
Xu Mo looked at the two masseuses who seemed to have turned into quails.
At this moment, they were shivering.
It was clear that they recognized the identity of the young woman.
Their eyes conveyed the message, why is there such a big difference between us women?
Not only that.
As soon as they saw Zhou Qiaoqiao.
They felt inferior, amazed.
Xu Mo silently mourned for them for a few seconds.
He wasn't sure he could handle the young woman either.
Let her go wild.
After a while.
The two female masseuses looked at Xu Mo for help.
Only then did the young woman let them go.
Xu Mo awkwardly said,
"Do what you have to do,"
The two women, as if pardoned, nearly simultaneously moved towards Xu Mo's side.
Neither of them wanted to serve Zhou Qiaoqiao.
Her intimidating presence was too terrifying.
The original wife trumps the mistress.
The torture on the mind and spirit is ten thousand times more terrifying than physical torture!
Zhou Qiaoqiao tilted her little head, her fair fingers touching her red lips, revealing an irresistibly charming and intelligent smile.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
