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

Ye Jiuliang pursed her lips, "Let go of my hand first, how can we talk like this?"


Her heart couldn't withstand the stimulation.


Li Mochan looked down, his hair faintly tickling her ear.


"Why can't we talk like this?" His magnetic voice carried a hint of laziness.


Ye Jiuliang bit her back teeth, "Anyway, it's just not possible."


"Teddy bear, do you like it?" He changed the subject, trying to divert her attention.


Ye Jiuliang glanced at the teddy bear on the opposite sofa, a trace of a smile flashed through her eyes, and she said disingenuously, "I'm not a child."


"What about me, do you like me?" Li Mochan tilted his head, his thin lips nearly touching the tip of her ear, his voice husky.


Ye Jiuliang's pupils contracted, and she covered her ears, unable to resist his seduction.


She glared at him, frustrated, "Li Mochan, I told you not to talk near my ear."


103, can you take me away as well (third watch)