Mo Xiaotao

He is the emperor of the dark night—cruel and indifferent, rejecting the warmth of women's affection. He ensnared her, viewing her as the antidote to the love poison that coursed through him, instantly addicted, and henceforth, forever beyond redemption.
"The women who have glimpsed my body have only one destiny," he declared, donning a refined silver-black mask, his smile sly. "Yet, I find your scent intriguing. You may choose the manner of your demise."
Their first encounter saw him pinning her to the carpet. Though commonplace advances typically involved various kisses, he surprised her by biting her neck. The perplexing question lingered: Why was he, not a vampire, drinking her blood?!
Upon their second meeting, she fell prey to his bodyguard's abduction, brought before him. As she teetered on the brink of total consumption, a mysterious factor within her body was triggered...

9.9 Billion Bride

As soon as she got into the car, Tara Summer immediately raised the partition between the front and back seats.


Bastian, who had been holding back for a long time, finally could speak up and growled at the woman in a low voice, "Tara Summer, you're being inconsiderate, how could you not stop them from bathing me!?"


"Why should I stop them? The weather is warm now, and you feel refreshed and comfortable after a bath. Look at your fur, it's snow-white and translucent. Isn't bathing good?"


"Of course it's not good!" Bastian huffed heavily, his eyes resembling those of a child throwing a tantrum.


Tara Summer frowned, struggling to suppress a smile, "How is it not good? Could it be that you don't like taking baths?"


"No, that's not it! ..." Bastian panicked, "It's not about liking or disliking baths, have you ever considered, as the Dragon Beast King, how I can let a bunch of people handle me, touching me all over!?"


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