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

She suppressed her laughter, circled around to his back, and with a jump, clung to him.


Already accustomed to her antics, Li Mochan wrapped an arm around her legs to keep her from falling.


Ye Jiuliang looked down, cheek to cheek, "Mohan, let's go to Asheng's concert tomorrow? Let's also buy him a bouquet of flowers to send over."


"Buy flowers?" Li Mochan's focus drifted away again.


Ye Jiuliang was puzzled, "What's wrong with buying flowers? Is there a problem?"


Don't people usually send flower baskets and the like to congratulate someone on their concert?


"You've never bought any for me," Li Mochan said with a tone of mock grievance.


Upon hearing this, Ye Jiuliang laughed in exasperation, reaching out to tug at his ear, "Li Mochan, take that back right now."


The first time she ever gave flowers to someone, it was to Li Mochan himself, and here he was claiming she never gave him any.


Not understanding what got her so riled up, Li Mochan was utterly confused.


I love you, swallow these words back (third watch)