Xu Mo didn't push Zhou Qiaoqiao away.
Well...
Since she was already here.
And his mind was quite bewildered right now!
Caught off guard by the sudden forceful kiss.
Completely unprepared.
The female demon lord made the first move!
He hadn't forced her.
Besides, what was Xu Mo's role?
He was a villain.
Zhou Qiaoqiao was the number one female villain.
Was there anything wrong with villains showing their affection?
Five minutes passed...
Xu Mo: ﹌○﹋
Ten minutes passed...
Xu Mo: ._.
Fifteen minutes passed...
Xu Mo: *+﹏+*
Finally, at the twenty-minute mark.
Xu Mo decided to stop playing.
He was just trash, he couldn't handle this.
He placed both hands on Zhou Qiaoqiao's fragrant shoulders and pushed her away forcefully.
It took quite some effort.
Finally, they separated.
Xu Mo could breathe fresh air again.
Damn! This was ridiculous!
He hadn't died at the protagonist's hands.
But almost died at the female demon lord's hands.
By suffocation!
"Are you crazy?"
The female demon lord, still unsatisfied, used all her strength to try to attack him again!
Xu Mo hurriedly held her back with both hands.
"Enough! Enough!"
"Zhou Qiaoqiao, you need to understand, this isn't the place for such behavior!"
While Xu Mo's mouth said no, his body honestly leaned forward slightly.
His inner voice revealed that he couldn't take anymore.
Zhou Qiaoqiao became even more excited!
Her hands wandered restlessly.
Xu Mo's lips twitched.
His strength was much greater than Zhou Qiaoqiao's.
Even though Zhou Qiaoqiao used all her might.
She couldn't get even half an inch closer.
But she still wouldn't give up!
She had lost her first kiss, and her second must also be with Xu Mo!
Xu Mo was truly scared now.
His lips were completely numb.
They remained in this deadlock.
After another while.
A knock on the door sounded.
Breaking this awkward situation.
Knock knock knock--------
"Mr. Xu, the documents you requested are ready."
He exchanged a glance with Zhou Qiaoqiao.
Her lively peach blossom eyes blinked.
Looking completely innocent.
Promising not to misbehave again.
Only then did Xu Mo slowly reduce his force.
Withdrawing his hands from her fragrant shoulders.
"Come in..."
(๑¯ิε¯ิ๑)
Taking advantage of Xu Mo's distraction.
Zhou Qiaoqiao launched a sneak attack!
She fiercely attacked his neck!
The door---
Was pushed open.
Jiang Jiajia, standing at the doorway, witnessed this scene.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's peach blossom eyes were full of mischief as she met Jiang Jiajia's gaze.
Meanwhile, her lips pressed hard, leaving a mark on Xu Mo's neck.
Only then did she release him.
Jiang Jiajia's small mouth gaped wide open, completely dumbfounded.
She seemed to have witnessed something she shouldn't have.
Her mind went blank, unable to process what she'd seen.
But she did eventually react.
"S-sorry, Mr. Xu... I-I didn't know Ms. Zhou was here, I'll leave first..."
Jiang Jiajia wanted to run away.
"Come back!"
A voice stopped her.
The speaker wasn't Xu Mo, but Zhou Qiaoqiao.
Zhou Qiaoqiao walked to the doorway with a smile.
Jiang Jiajia (Q_Q) had tears glistening in her eyes, twinkling, looking very pitiful.
"Ms. Zhou, I didn't see anything!"
"Oh?" Zhou Qiaoqiao looked at her playfully, saying meaningfully: "Not seeing anything isn't good, I hope you saw what you needed to see."
With that, she left wearing a smile, her high heels clicking.
Leaving Jiang Jiajia and Xu Mo behind.
That girl still stood dumbly at the doorway.
Xu Mo said seriously: "Come in."
"Yes." Jiang Jiajia's heart started racing as she walked in with the documents.
She closed the door behind her.
"Here are your documents, Mr. Xu."
"Mm."
Xu Mo took them, leaning back in his executive chair, trying hard to maintain a boss-like image.
Xu Mo's current appearance.
Was quite disheveled.
His lips were swollen like sausages.
His neck hadn't escaped unscathed either.
Jiang Jiajia held back her laughter, wanting to laugh but not daring to do so out loud.
It was extremely uncomfortable.
Sensing his secretary's unusual behavior.
Xu Mo's eyelid twitched.
"Jiajia, this is too much! If you want to laugh, just laugh!"
"Pff... hahaha... I'm so sorry, Mr. Xu, but you look so funny right now."
Jiang Jiajia shook with laughter.
Xu Mo was bewildered, was it really that funny?
While laughing, Jiang Jiajia didn't forget to take out a small mirror she used for makeup touch-ups from her bag and handed it to Xu Mo.
"Take a look, and you'll understand."
Xu Mo took it with surprise and glanced at it.
Still that explosively handsome self!
As if!
His lips were swollen like sausages.
With lipstick marks.
Not only that, but the hickey on his neck was also glaringly obvious.
This wouldn't look good if others saw it.
He was Xu Mo, a villain who cared about his image.
He tried to wipe it off.
But no matter how he wiped, it wouldn't come off.
This was awkward.
"Mr. Xu, Ms. Zhou probably used a high-end international brand lipstick, it won't come off easily. If you don't mind, let me help you?"
Jiang Jiajia said with an amused smile.
Xu Mo looked so silly and cute!
If it weren't for her fear of Zhou Qiaoqiao!
Jiang Jiajia thought she might want to experience it herself right now.
"Please help me." Xu Mo pretended to be calm.
Jiang Jiajia's smile deepened, her heart beating faster!
Zhou Qiaoqiao had just left.
Now it was her turn to get lucky.
Well, did this count as getting lucky?
"(๑‾ꇴ‾๑) Okay~"
She took a wet wipe from the desk and gently pressed it against the hickey.
Xu Mo suddenly shuddered.
Of course, not because the wet wipe was too cold.
As the saying goes.
The sunset is beautiful-----
When Jiang Jiajia bent down.
The view was absolutely mind-blowing!
"What's wrong, Mr. Xu? Is the wipe too cold? Should I warm it up a bit?" Jiang Jiajia noticed Xu Mo's unusual reaction.
She asked curiously.
Xu Mo shook his head, "No, continue."
Jiang Jiajia nodded, her figure was equally well-endowed.
Her looks also placed her among Xu Corporation's Top Ten Beauties.
Xu Mo felt his eyes wavering.
After a while.
Finally, they stopped wavering.
His eyes could finally rest.
└(^o^)┘Hurray!!!!
"Mr. Xu, please don't move, I haven't finished cleaning around your mouth!"
Jiang Jiajia's slightly complaining voice came through.
Xu Mo: [{(>_<)]}
But having someone attend to him was always a good thing, right?
He finally understood now.
Whether in novels or reality.
As a big boss, one always needed to have a beautiful and capable female secretary by their side.
Warm and considerate.
Allowing oneself to be a hands-off boss.
And helping when needed.
The benefits were countless.
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.”
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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.
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?"
