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

Jiang Yisheng watched as more beef appeared in his bowl, a faint smile flickering in the depths of his eyes.


Without realizing it, the atmosphere between the two had relaxed considerably.


"By the way, does your stomach not hurt anymore?" Jiang Yisheng suddenly asked in the middle of the meal.


Ji Mingqian shoveled a mouthful of rice, "It's been fine since earlier, that medicinal oil of yours isn't bad." At least it doesn't smell awful.


"If you like it that much, I'll give it to you," said Jiang Yisheng.


Ji Mingqian chuckled lightly, "Why do I feel like you're cursing me to have a stomachache?"


Jiang Yisheng snorted lightly and didn't continue the banter.


When they were almost done eating, Ji Mingqian put down his chopsticks and brought up tomorrow's schedule, "Tomorrow they're planning to go horse racing and barbecuing in the suburbs. They probably won't go too early, so you can sleep in a bit, adjust to the time difference."


420, the heating is not working (before dawn)