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~~~·
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
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world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
