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My Female Disciples All Have Sinister Intentions

Fang Yang transmigrated to become the leader of a demonic cult, with his powers completely dissipated and his memory lost. All he inherited was a stack of diaries left by the previous demon lord. He discovered that the demon lord was a philanderer, with ex-lovers and admirers everywhere, each of whom harbored deep-seated hatred for him. In order to survive, he had no choice but to follow the diaries and pretend to be the demon lord, navigating relationships with numerous peerless beauties, trying to dispel their hatred. "Your Highness, the moon is exceptionally beautiful tonight, why don't we go out to enjoy it together?" The Princess of Zhen Nan: "?" "Empress, please be reserved. For the sake of the people of the world, let us part ways here." The Empress: "??" "My disciple, give up. It's impossible between us." Female disciple: "???" ... From then on, Fang Yang racked his brains and put on a full performance. He maneuvered among many women, striving to keep himself from being raped or killed by them. As the old saying goes, one woman is equivalent to five hundred crows. What about ten or twenty? Fang Yang, covering his ears that were nearly deafened by the noise, looked at the sensual and stunning beauties before him. He wanted to cry but had no tears...

Lady Qiao in Spring · Eastern
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The stockings, woven from black ice silk and emitting a faint, haunting fragrance, naturally split apart.

They fell onto the bed.

Exposing the snow-white, straight jade legs.

There, amidst the bedding, they tangled tightly together, occasionally convulsing in spasms.

Accompanied by those faint moans, anyone would think that something exceedingly romantic was happening within the palace.

The moment had arrived...

It was almost there!

The Empress bit down on her silver teeth, her cheeks flushed pink, and her gaze had become incredibly complex, using sheer willpower to fight against the strange sensation rising in her body.

However...

That sensation was like a volcanic eruption, relentless once it burst forth, completely beyond her will to resist; in this way, she was gradually swallowed by it.

Her cherry lips parted slightly!