Champak

Guns suppress all divine demons and evil spirits, flesh and blood forge the multi-dimensional Great Wall!
In the second year of Ming Country, Tianmen City was in need of recovery after the war. Chaos thrived, and evil spirits roamed freely.
The children of the poor take charge early, and garrison soldiers need to learn to earn their own money.
My name is Wang Yunxiao, an external field agent for the Special Service Bureau, specialized in dealing with various demon and evil spirit emergencies locally.
Let me introduce my wife Li Mumu—she is gentle, virtuous, cute, and empathetic, and she is an evil spirit.
Who writes a diary in all seriousness! Can what’s written even be considered true inner thoughts? Despicable!
(The female protagonist’s solo storyline begins later, starting from chapter 87)

Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!

Wang Yunxiao, of course, didn't end up spending the night on Li Mumu's bed.  


After all, he still had a shred of dignity.  


If he had truly blacked out from drinking, well, that'd be another story...  


Seriously though, relatives who decide to visit at nine at night are just the worst.  


Li Mumu walked him downstairs, and as they exited the stairwell, she softly remarked, "The food you made today was pretty tasty."  


Wang Yunxiao froze mid-step and turned to look at her.  


In the dim stairwell light, the girl turned her head slightly, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush.  


Instinctively, Wang Yunxiao took a step closer, only for Li Mumu to immediately take a step back, looking at him warily.  


What the hell—if you don't know what I'm trying to do, why'd you back up?  


Screw it. The alcohol's already doing its job at this point. Wang Yunxiao lowered his voice and said softly, "Mumu, give me a chance to pursue you, will you?"  


Chapter 105: How Many Good Sisters Do You Have After All?