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!

  "No?" Luo Yangyang's hand that was holding onto the seatbelt paused. She looked at Feng Sheng in shock.


  If that was not the case, what other important matter could make Feng Sheng put down his work and rush to bring her back to the old mansion?


  "Yes, Grandpa and Grandma know." Feng Sheng fixed his gaze on Luo Yangyang and corrected her.


  Luo Yangyang's eyes widened. She looked at Feng Sheng as if she wanted to eat him up.


  "Why are you panting so hard? Can't you finish it in one breath?"


  Luo Yangyang's heart, which had just been relieved, was raised again. She was so angry that she punched Feng Sheng's shoulder.


  She was so nervous that she was about to die, and yet, she was still making fun of her like this.


  "Look at how nervous you are." Feng Sheng stared at Luo Yangyang with a hint of tenderness in his cold eyes. He reached out and patted her head gently.


It's Better Not To Be Too Intimate