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

It was dark, and all the lights in the underground garage were on.


Jiang Yisheng rushed out, forgetting to bring his sunglasses and mask; he could only sneak over on tiptoes.


"Jiang Yisheng, why are you acting like a thief?" Ji Mingqian sat on the motorcycle and saw the figure crouching and running from afar, his lips curving into a light smile.


Following the sound of the voice, Jiang Yisheng hastened his steps and ran over.


"Why are you wearing so little?" Seeing him still in a red sweater, Ji Mingqian frowned.


If he let him catch a cold, wouldn't he become a sinner?


Jiang Yisheng shook his head, his smile goofy, "It's fine, I have a heat pack stuck inside my clothes."


Ji Mingqian glanced at him and took off his own coat to toss to him, "Put it on."


The black coat still retained a faint warmth, a crisp fragrance wafted around his nostrils.


Jiang Yisheng looked down at the coat in his hands, his lips slightly pursed.


391, Afraid I'll keep freeloading meals from you? (Second update)