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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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Youyou's words were so soft, so alluring, filled with endless hints of spring.

The Demon Empress had a stern face, expressionless, yet her lips were tightly bitten, and her cheeks were layered with blush.

She could clearly feel Wen Chanyi's tempting words echoing beside her ear, including the Demon Lord's hand, which was still drifting downwards.

Closer and bolder.

Her figure was trembling continuously, with strands of fragrant sweat at her temples, and the strange feeling in her heart grew thicker, purer.

This provocative and bold move had pushed her to the brink, a tremendous sense of humiliation made her take a deep breath, just as she was about to explode.

But then she realized the hand moved away gently, seemingly no longer seeking to explore deeper.