Yang Yang Yang

Tang Hao was an honest man making an honest living, but despite all his honesty and kindness, life often looked the other way. Even when he stood up for a man in the streets, he ended up being beaten to a pulp and the man he stood up for? He disappeared. That left Tang Hao with nothing to prove and a hefty medical bill blowing through his savings. However, while he lay unconscious in the hospital, he could feel a warmth coming from the jade pendent he wore as it began to feed him with a trove of priceless information. Now discharged, and still armed with the same naivety and honesty, what will our village peasant do with this newfound power? Will he go on to conquer the hearts of a hundred women? Will he defeat the mightiest crime lords? Only time will tell, but for now, fate has many whimsical plans for Tang Hao.

Sir President, Your Stamina is Amazing!

    There was no one on the 100-meter street, but Luo Yangyang was still so embarrassed that her ears turned red.


  Seeing that Feng Sheng did not want to compromise and that he was holding her chin, Luo Yangyang was struggling internally. She pouted and kissed him.


  The sudden kiss came and went quickly.


  Luo Yangyang quickly backed away after the kiss. The kiss did not last for even a second, and she did not dare to stay any longer.


  "Kiss me again." Feng Sheng was not satisfied.


  Before he could feel the softness of her lips, the kiss ended.


  "Saint Ascension!" The atmosphere was so ambiguous that Luo Yangyang's scolding turned into a coquettish act.


  "Hurry up." Feng Sheng urged him shamelessly with a serious face.


  Under Feng Sheng's extremely serious gaze, Luo Yangyang lost again. She lost completely.


  She pouted again and moved her trembling lips closer to Feng Sheng's.


  She knew that Feng Sheng would not let her off so easily this time.


What If An Acquaintance Saw Him?