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!

    Feng Sheng's gaze was cold and sharp, like a sharp sword that had been unsheathed.


  Feng Zimu's eyelids twitched. He seemed to have noticed Feng Sheng's unfriendly gaze. He immediately withdrew his hand from Luo Yangyang's thigh and took a few steps back.


  "Hehe, big brother." When Feng Zimu felt that he had retreated to a safe area, he looked at Feng Sheng with an innocent face.


  It's over. He did something wrong. Big Brother won't teach him a lesson, right?


  He saw that his sister-in-law was so beautiful, so he only hugged her for a while. His eldest brother's face was dark, as if he had stolen his wife.


  He was wrong. In the future, he would not hug her.


  "Stinky brat, go play to the side!" Feng Sheng said rudely.


  How dare he take advantage of his woman!


  "Damn!" How could Feng Zimu dare to say no? He bounced back into the plum garden.


  Luo Yangyang watched as Feng Zimu bounced away happily. She turned to glare at Feng Sheng."Are you crazy?"


A Slip of the Tongue