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

Hearing this, Li Mohan didn't insist. He threw away the socks, wrapped his large hand around her feet, and warmed them with the heat of his palms.


His deep voice asked, "Do you want me to make you some supper?"


She didn't eat much in the evenings, and even her favorite fried chicken drumsticks were only nibbled on a couple of times before she stopped.


Ye Jiuliang shifted her body and rested her head on his lap, murmuring, "I don't want to eat."


Li Mohan chuckled lowly, his fingertips stroking her cheek, "Then what do you want to do?"


Ye Jiuliang curled her lips, suddenly remembering something Gu Xinuo had mentioned on the phone.


Grabbing his hand, Ye Jiuliang suddenly became spirited, "I heard there's a meteor shower tonight, let's go watch it on the rooftop?"


"A meteor shower?" Li Mohan raised an eyebrow, "You don't believe that, do you?"


Did she really believe in something as naive as wishes coming true under a meteor shower?


409. I'll leave the wish for you to make (first update)