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!

    "Why don't you pretend you didn't hear what I said just now?"


  The great CEO Feng's hoarse voice was really disappointing when he acted shamelessly.


  Feng Sheng's right hand had already sneaked into Luo Yangyang's T-shirt.


  His broad and thick palm was intimately pressed against her smooth back.


  His hand that was caressing her back slowly moved down.


  Luo Yangyang's waist-length hair gently brushed against the back of his hand.


  The soft hair tickled Feng Sheng's burning heart and went straight to the depths of his soul.


  Feng Sheng's burning eyes darkened, and a hint of determination flashed across his fiery eyes.


  Before Luo Yangyang could reply to Feng Sheng, she suddenly realized that Feng Sheng was taking off her pants.


  Even though Luo Yangyang wanted to stop him, her resistance was still weak and she had no chance of winning against Feng Sheng.


  Luo Yangyang lay on the Changsha and did not even want to move.


Help Her Put On Her Clothes