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

The Empress was stunned for a moment, instantly realizing something.


The once feigned majestic facial expression suddenly turned even redder, becoming enchantingly attractive.


Originally sitting on Fang Yang's thighs, her pert buttocks also trembled slightly.


She hadn't thought much about it before the Demon Lord mentioned it, but now, with his words,


she could even feel the scorching heat from the Demon Lord and his large palm wandering on her body, slowly creeping down from her waist. It didn't take long before it covered her graceful curves.


"What... what exactly do you want to do?"


Biting her lips, the Empress was at the peak of nervousness, feeling out of her depth for the first time in front of the Demon Lord, even a bit scared.


After all, the Demon Lord's actions were too bold, but even so, she could only cover her mouth with her palms.


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