Waning Moon

Three years ago, he ran rampant in Africa, undeniably the King of Soldier Kings. Three years later, he returned to the city, carless, houseless, and constantly in trouble. 
Applying to be a security guard at a company, switching from the battlefield to the office, he's low key, clever, with depth. Even security guards can have their moment in the spring.
Every time someone asked him, why are you always the unlucky one?
Basil Jaak would shyly say, it's just because I'm too obviously handsome!
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Close body King of Soldiers

Basil Jaak quietly asked upon hearing the knocking outside.  


Inside the Seaside Manor, it was just him and the other three great beauties living there. At this moment, someone was knocking at the door, he wondered which beauty it was. Basil Jaak thought to himself.


From outside the room, a gentle voice came—it was Lydia White.  


"No, I'm not." Basil Jaak hastily opened the door.  


At this moment, Lydia White was dressed in a loose, goose-yellow long dress, her hair was put up, and there were still strands of damp hair on her cheeks; she seemed to have just taken a bath.  


Under her long dress, she wore a pair of slippers, those pristine toes peeking out, quite tempting.  


Upon seeing Basil in his robe, Lydia's face flushed red, and in a soft voice, she said, "You haven't drunk too much tonight, have you? May I come in?"  


"Nope, the one who can get me drunk isn't born yet, come in."  


Basil let her in and then closed the door.  


Chapter 600: Miss Me? [Extra for 400 votes!]