[Boys must take good care of themselves outside!]
Facing the evil woman's malicious smile, Xu Mo's heart skipped a beat.
This scene felt familiar.
She had a faint scent of shower gel.
Her exquisitely beautiful face was delicately pink.
Like freshly peeled egg white, translucent with a rosy tinge.
"Did I climb up here myself, or did you bring me up?" Xu Mo took a deep breath and asked.
If it was his fault, he'd own up to it.
If not, thanks and goodbye!
Zhou Qiaoqiao pursed her red lips and gave an ambiguous reply.
"Is that question important?"
Xu Mo countered: "Isn't it?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao knew what he was thinking.
So she asked again.
"Is it important?"
[Is this even playable anymore?]
[I shouldn't have brought you to my private pleasure room]
The evil woman's peach blossom eyes had an indescribable allure.
Looking at them too long would make one fall deep into their spell.
Better a short pain than a long one.
Xu Mo decided to make a quick escape.
Just as Xu Mo stood up,
Zhou Qiaoqiao's fair hand reached out and grabbed his.
Xu Mo was completely unprepared.
He hadn't expected the evil woman to be so bold.
She pulled him right back.
At this moment, their position was rather awkward.
Xu Mo's hands were propped on the bed, face-to-face looking down at Zhou Qiaoqiao.
His heart was racing with panic!
[How dare she!!!]
[No, wait, there's probably nothing the evil woman wouldn't dare to do]
"Woman, you're playing with fire!"
After holding back for a long time, Xu Mo finally delivered this classic villain line.
The subtext being: If you get burned, it's not my fault.
I won't have to take responsibility.
After a nap,
Zhou Qiaoqiao was feeling much more energetic.
Seeing Xu Mo's bewildered, helpless expression,
Zhou Qiaoqiao could no longer control her emotions.
Her fair arms wrapped around Xu Mo's neck.
She pulled him down forcefully.
Their faces met.
The jelly-like sensation transmitted.
Xu Mo's mind went blank.
[I'll be yours sooner or later anyway, so do as you please]
[Damn it, I've fallen]
[Xu Mo, you weren't like this before]
Fifteen minutes later...
[Damn... the evil woman's getting bolder, you can't just touch those abs as you please!]
[I'm going to touch back, see if you let go then]
[Ouch... fine, you win, I give up]
Xu Mo felt things would get out of hand if they continued.
But how could Zhou Qiaoqiao let him go this time?
They remained in this deadlock for a while.
After quite some time,
Xu Mo finally broke free from the evil woman's restraint.
Regaining his freedom.
"Ahem... don't go too far, you think I won't do anything to you?"
Xu Mo found a place to sit.
His heart was burning.
Standing was too awkward.
Only sitting could hide it.
At least that's what he thought.
Zhou Qiaoqiao looked at him provocatively, her voice full of allure, "Come on!"
"Don't just talk without action."
Ouch...
Xu Mo's eyelid twitched.
He shouldn't have asked for trouble.
Speaking even one more word with the evil woman.
The atmosphere in the room was very ambiguous.
Xu Mo couldn't take it anymore and stood up with difficulty.
Planning to find a place to take a cold shower.
To calm himself down.
According to the script, he would eventually devour the evil woman.
Although sooner or later would be the same,
Xu Mo still hoped it would be when they were properly married.
That way it would be a proper resolution to her life.
He remembered in his previous life, the evil woman's bottom line was marriage.
Either kill the other person, kill yourself, or get married - three options.
She chose the third one in the end.
Because the marriage agreement between the Xu and Zhou families allowed it.
While Xu Mo was gathering his clothes,
Zhou Qiaoqiao stood dumbfounded behind him.
How outrageous!
Xu Mo had thoroughly explored her.
There were many things about Xu Mo
That Zhou Qiaoqiao didn't understand!
"You seem very uncomfortable."
Zhou Qiaoqiao's voice suddenly became gentle.
Xu Mo replied irritably: "Isn't it your doing?"
He didn't know what the evil woman was planning.
But he didn't plan to stay any longer.
"Let me help you."
Zhou Qiaoqiao's face turned red as a pig's liver.
Feeling Xu Mo's surprised gaze,
Zhou Qiaoqiao became defiant, knowing what he was thinking.
o(￣ヘ￣o＃)
She shot him a fierce glare.
"There's more than one way I can help you!"
"Aren't we engaged anyway?"
Xu Mo wavered.
Being engaged was good.
But it wasn't very convincing.
Seeing Xu Mo's inner struggle but still not moving,
Zhou Qiaoqiao bit her teeth and struck at a man's weak point.
"Or is it that you have some physical defect you don't want others to know about?"
[Damn! How can I tolerate this?]
Xu Mo's temper flared up.
An hour later.
They both emerged from the room with red faces.
"Xu Mo, do all men like legs so much?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao suddenly asked.
Xu Mo rubbed his nose, saying awkwardly,
"You can't generalize, it depends on personal preference."
There was some regret after coming out.
But just a tiny bit.
Xu Mo convinced himself.
After all, they would be married later.
It was just previewing a few of the happy scenes in advance.
Suddenly, Zhou Qiaoqiao stopped.
She bent her willow-like waist.
Under Xu Mo's puzzled gaze, the evil woman's small hand reached out to gently massage her calf.
"So tired~"
"My feet are numb."
"Someone doesn't know how to cherish a delicate woman,"
Xu Mo's face darkened.
Well... he had to admit to this.
"I'll carry you."
Zhou Qiaoqiao showed a victorious smile, teasing "Won't it be troublesome?"
"No." Xu Mo's mouth twitched, how could he let someone take advantage of him?
So he counter-attacked by adding,
"Consider it mutual 'assistance'."
Xu Mo emphasized the word 'assistance'.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's face turned red, rolling her eyes.
But would the evil woman admit defeat so easily?
o(￣▽￣)d
"Then we should provide more mutual 'assistance' in the future!"
Now it was Xu Mo's turn to be embarrassed.
He bent down and picked up Zhou Qiaoqiao in a princess carry.
Today had already pushed the limits.
As for these things,
Xu Mo indicated,
They'd discuss it later.
Zhou Qiaoqiao smiled sweetly.
Seeing Xu Mo at a loss seemed to make her incredibly happy.
In the corridor,
They met the two massage therapist girls from before.
Xu Mo felt an indescribable awkwardness.
He gave a quick greeting planning to leave directly.
How could Zhou Qiaoqiao miss this chance to declare her ownership?
"Could you two little sisters help big sister with something?"
They were indeed a few years younger than Zhou Qiaoqiao.
Number 88 smiled awkwardly and nodded.
"Miss Zhou, please just tell us what you need."
Unable to be number six... nine... nineteen...
It didn't matter.
But chances to connect with upper-class people were rare.
Having Zhou Qiaoqiao owe them a favor would be perfect.
[It's over, the evil woman is going to cause trouble again]
[Told you to leave quickly]
Xu Mo cried helplessly in his heart.
Zhou Qiaoqiao said with a troubled face,
"Just now someone sent milk to the private room, I wasn't steady and dropped the bottle.
The milk splashed on my Balenciaga."
"It's still in the room."
"I hope you sisters can help me deal with it."
The two women looked at each other.
This was something the cleaning aunties should handle.
It definitely shouldn't fall to them.
Zhou Qiaoqiao was clearly giving them an opportunity!
Climbing to the upper class through Xu Mo would take forever.
Because Xu Mo had always been without desires.
Purely coming for simple... relaxation.
No, purely for massage and relaxation.
They couldn't make a move.
But Zhou Qiaoqiao was different.
"Of course, Miss Zhou, we'll definitely take care of it!"
"Yes, you can trust us completely."
The two women promised seriously.
Zhou Qiaoqiao showed a grateful smile, "Then I'll trouble you~"
"But won't it affect your work?"
The two women shook their heads vigorously, "Not at all."
"We'll go handle those Balenciaga stockings now."
At first they were walking, but after hearing Zhou Qiaoqiao's words,
The two women started running.
Both wanting to leave a good impression on Zhou Qiaoqiao.
Xu Mo was thunderstruck.
[It's over, social death on the spot!]
[I probably can't come to this wellness center anymore]
[Evil woman, you really outdid yourself]
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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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.”
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?"
