Lady Qiao in Spring

Fang Yang transmigrated to become the leader of a demonic cult, with his powers completely dissipated and his memory lost. All he inherited was a stack of diaries left by the previous demon lord. He discovered that the demon lord was a philanderer, with ex-lovers and admirers everywhere, each of whom harbored deep-seated hatred for him.
In order to survive, he had no choice but to follow the diaries and pretend to be the demon lord, navigating relationships with numerous peerless beauties, trying to dispel their hatred.
"Your Highness, the moon is exceptionally beautiful tonight, why don't we go out to enjoy it together?"
The Princess of Zhen Nan: "?"
"Empress, please be reserved. For the sake of the people of the world, let us part ways here."
The Empress: "??"
"My disciple, give up. It's impossible between us."
Female disciple: "???"
...
From then on, Fang Yang racked his brains and put on a full performance. He maneuvered among many women, striving to keep himself from being raped or killed by them.
As the old saying goes, one woman is equivalent to five hundred crows.
What about ten or twenty?
Fang Yang, covering his ears that were nearly deafened by the noise, looked at the sensual and stunning beauties before him.
He wanted to cry but had no tears...

My Female Disciples All Have Sinister Intentions

Huang Fuling's boudoir was pushed open by Fang Yang.


The red candles flickered, the silk canopies undulating.


And on the bed, Huang Fuling, clad in a semi-transparent gown, was alluring incarnate, her eyebrows and eyes brimming with affection.


Her beautiful eyes seemed to ripple with spring passion.


Her cherry-red lips were slightly parted.


It made one unable to resist wanting to take a light taste.


Seeing this scene, even though Fang Yang had anticipated it, his heart still trembled.


He noticed that her gown was also meticulously designed.


Tailored to fit, it clung to the curves of her body.


Beneath was a high-slit skirt, a pair of snow-white and shapely legs in flesh-colored stockings, subtly revealed.


Toying with them would surely be the world's foremost delightful legs.


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