As night fell, the pure white moonlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the room.
The moonlight was hazy.
Before him stood a graceful beauty, exuding a unique, sweet fragrance.
The woman smiled charmingly and softly asked,
"Am I beautiful?"
"Very beautiful."
Xu Mo answered without hesitation.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's cheeks flushed red, and she seized the opportunity to clarify something important.
Just moments ago in the bathroom,
it had almost scared her to death.
Her heart was burdened,
unable to bear the weight alone.
"Xu Mo, do you think Yang Jingying and Lin An'an are pretty? How about their figures? Are you interested?"
"......"
Startled!!!!
Xu Mo's eyelids twitched, and he stared at her like a puzzled goose.
"Are you going to abandon me?"
"Go to hell!!!!!!"
Zhou Qiaoqiao's face turned as red as a pig's liver. She nestled in his arms and spoke with determination, "Everyone else might abandon you, but I, Zhou Qiaoqiao, will never abandon you in this lifetime!"
Zhou Qiaoqiao always rinsed her mouth after bathing.
When she spoke, a refreshing fragrance escaped her lips.
Xu Mo couldn't help but chuckle, "Since you're not abandoning me, why are you asking me such a question?"
If it weren't for how ferocious you are!
Zhou Qiaoqiao stared at him intently.
"Just answer the question."
Xu Mo thought for a moment and replied, "They're both good girls."
This response was equivocal.
It was as if he hadn't said anything at all.
【A day as husband and wife is a hundred days of kindness!!】
【You sly minx, are you trying to trick me? What if I tell you my true feelings? Are you going to pinch me?】
【In your dreams!】
【They are indeed all beautiful with great figures~】
【But alas, they're the protagonists, and it's not my place, hehehe------- Ouch, why did you pinch me?】
Pain shot through the soft flesh on Xu Mo's waist.
He was stupefied.
It wasn't the pain that stunned him.
But the crummy ancient martial arts technique gifted by the doggy system that had failed him AGAIN.
What a waste!
After pinching for a while,
Zhou Qiaoqiao felt distressed and let go, gently massaging the spot she had pinched.
"Does it still hurt?"
"A little."
"Really?"
"I meant not at all."
Xu Mo rolled his eyes and retorted grumpily.
"Hahaha---- you're so funny. Let's not talk about them tonight, let's talk about us."
"Ouch!!! Why are you dwelling on them? Didn't expect you to have such a kink? Professional husband donor?"
"You're asking for it!!!"
Zhou Qiaoqiao raised her small pink fist.
Not long after,
the two of them started fighting.
As the saying goes, a fight at the bedside is settled at the foot of the bed.
Meanwhile, elsewhere,
Yang Jingying was having a sleepless night!!!!
She kept hearing faint, indistinct sounds.
Click-------
She turned on the bedside lamp.
"Is the bed bugged? Impossible! The cleaning staff comes regularly to deal with such things."
"Could it be because of Shen Manni's words this afternoon that I'm now hallucinating?"
Thinking of this,
her face turned scarlet as she stood barefoot on the floor.
Click-clack she walked to the kitchen.
Opened the fridge.
Took out a bottle of chilled Romanée-Conti.
Poured herself a full glass.
"Drink a few more glasses, and then it'll be easier to fall asleep."
Yang Jingying mumbled to herself, drinking one glass after another.
After finishing one, there were three more to go.
She didn't know how many she had gulped down.
Soon Yang Jingying felt slightly tipsy, let out a burp, and looked adorably cute.
Her vision blurred.
When she came to her senses,
tears dripped down her cheeks.
"Hehehe------ Xiao Mo promised to marry me, but you never fulfilled your promise."
Putting those thoughts aside,
Yang Jingying wiped her tears and returned to her room.
She had just lay down when the indistinct sounds started again.
This time, however, she slept soundly.
Because the sounds were from the person she loved.
----------------We are a division line with no emotions---------------------
The next morning.
In his dream, Xu Mo felt an itch on his nose, as if someone was teasing him with something.
Vaguely, he could hear a pleasant voice, "Heeheehee-------- little wolf dog, you're finally mine-------------------"
This repeated a few times.
"Achoo--------"
Xu Mo sneezed and woke up.
Opening his eyes, he saw the bare-skinned minx lying beside him, using her hair to tease him.
"Well, aren't you tired? Then I'm coming again."
Xu Mo joked.
And made as if to get ready.
Rolling over,
"Hey hey hey------ enough, enough, stop playing, it still hurts."
Seeing this,
Zhou Qiaoqiao quickly backed off.
It wasn't that she was scared.
But this thing was simply inhuman!
A clear case of something not human-------------------
"Mhm."
Xu Mo stopped.
The minx had begged for mercy AGAIN.
Xu Mo knew this wasn't her fault.
She had done her best.
If anyone was to blame, it was the doggy system.
Giving him stacked buffs.
After a night of stormy passions,
Both of them felt great mentally.
Though Zhou Qiaoqiao's legs were still a bit wobbly.
After getting dressed, Xu Mo asked, "Any particular dish you want? I'll make it for you."
"......"
Zhou Qiaoqiao was taken aback, asking confusedly, "You can cook?"
She knew some basic home cooking.
Just simple dishes.
After all, people of their status had many social engagements,
and time was limited.
Dining out saved time,
time that could be used to earn several times more.
As for men,
she hadn't heard of many who could cook.
Xu Mo chuckled and said, "It's just some simple stuff, you'll have to bear with it."
Frankly speaking,
If it weren't for his laziness,
he could whip up a state banquet.
Yeah, the cooking skills the doggy system gifted were still there.
Pulling off a state banquet would just take some time.
Zhou Qiaoqiao thought it would be some ordinary dishes,
or poorly made dishes.
Since Xu Mo wanted to show off,
She certainly had no objection.
Women should follow the three obediences and four virtues (old Confucian values).
Not that she strictly followed them.
But this basic respect had to be given.
She also wanted to see how good Xu Mo's cooking was?
If it turned out to be really bad,
she could laugh at her little wolf dog right then and there!
What a win-win situation?
"Heehee----- go ahead, I'll wait for you."
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Good night~~~·
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?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.”
