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

With the wind leaving no trace, the tense atmosphere faded, giving way to awkwardness and silence.


After a while, his low and magnetic voice rose again, calling her name, "Ye Jiuliang."


His voice was so soft, it made Ye Jiuliang's heart tremble.


The fearless Master Jiu, now, seemed a bit cowardly.


"Don't you have something to say to me?"


She had once asked him what he would do if one day she stole something from him.


It turned out not to be a joke; she was referring to the matter of the stolen goods.


Ye Jiuliang licked her lips, feeling a little dry in the throat.


She lowered her head slightly, her cool voice becoming tender, "You once said, you wanted me to take you away, to be my captive. Does that still stand?"


"What do you think?" Li Mochan looked down at her, a barely detectable tenderness flashing through the depths of his eyes.


His calm voice was utterly cold, chilling to the core.


452, if you dare to go back on your word, I'll break your leg (Fourth Shift)