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

"Master." Wei Dong, who was closest to the study, straightened his face when he saw the person coming out of the room.


Li Mochan frowned, "What are you all standing here for?"


Wei Bei waved his hands, smiling sycophantically, "Nothing, nothing at all."


It wasn't as if they could admit they were discussing his wife, after all, they weren't asking to be beaten up.


Li Mochan glanced at them indifferently, then lifted his foot and left.


Once he was far enough away, Wei Bei and the others breathed a sigh of relief.


"Wei Nan, do you still have doubts about the lady?" Wei Xi asked with a grin, "She cured your poison; shouldn't you be grateful to her?"


Wei Nan rolled his eyes, "I didn't really say anything before, good or bad."


It was as if they were implying he had always been a person of poor character.


Hearing this, Wei Bei and the others exchanged smiles.


The afternoon sun was warm and comforting.


The sea breeze blew, slightly messing up the woman's dark hair.


407, he's really playing (third watch)