Mint Cool Summer

[The female lead in this story is explosive, the male lead is arrogant, there's a mountain of dog food (sweet moments), and it's a story full of slag-abusing and monster-fighting, with a double dose of pampering joy.]
Ye Jiuliang was naturally cold and ruthless, with a fierce and wild approach to life. To the Ye Family, she was a calamitous lone star, and to the onlooking crowd, she was "Ninth Master".
It was said, no one was more arrogant than Ye Jiuliang; if she was second, no one claimed the first place.
Irritatingly, in the eyes of Li Mochan, she was his little wolf cub, the little rascal that he, Li Mochan, intended to pamper to the skies.
In the capital, it was widely rumored that the Li Family's Crown Prince could reduce people to ashes with just one look.
And yet, this precious and aloof figure was actually teased by Ye Jiuliang, and it seemed even... blushed.
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Upon returning from a business trip, Li Wuye cornered her in a dim stairwell, his fingertips sliding over her porcelain white neck, "How many little brothers are there?"
Meeting his dark gaze, Ye Jiuliang arched an eyebrow, "Is Li Wuye in the mood to beat someone up?"
"So what if I am?" Li Mochan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Feeling pity?"
Ye Jiuliang held back a laugh and nodded, "The little brothers can't take a hit, can you go easy on them?"
[In the private room where Xiang Tian and others were singing their hearts out, they inexplicably felt a chill running down their spines.]
Li Mochan buried his face in her shoulder and spat out fiercely, "I cannot."
Those who dare to flirt with his wolf cub deserved a ruthless beating.

The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss

At last, Wei Nan tactfully closed the door.


The cold breeze from the air conditioner was pervasive, and the atmosphere was tense.


The room, with its cool color scheme, was filled with the presence of a certain someone everywhere.


On the soft, large bed, Ye Jiuliang was as restless as if sitting on a bed of needles.


Especially since that person's warm, large hand was clasping her wrist without letting go.


She spoke helplessly, "Mr. Li, can you let go of me first?"


It was more reliable to keep holding on.


Ye Jiuliang bared her teeth, "Then what do you want?"


"I can do whatever I want?" His dark eyes suddenly lit up, and the intense gaze made Ye Jiuliang's scalp tingle.


"Take your temperature and then take the medicine," Li Mochan said as he picked up the neglected thermometer, his deep voice softening a bit.


085, Fifth Master's ferocious words (third watch)