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Sweet Adorable Wife, Please Kiss Slower!

Lin Wanwan is a pitiful mentally-disabled girl. Not only does she suffer abuse from her stepmother, her stepmother even attempts to use her as a sexual commodity to pleasure others. Eventually, the poor Wanwan dies from an overdose… Perhaps a god or a devil had witnessed her tragic fate, but Wanwan gets a brand new chance at life—an external soul takes over her body and gains Wanwan's memories. The resurrected Lin Xiao swears to seek revenge for Wanwan. Having witnessed Wanwan's death and resurrection process, Tang Chen is intrigued by the changes she undergoes. When he tries to cheat Wanwan to gain possession of her, a knight descends from the sky and saves her. He allows her to seek his help thrice. Just who is this mysterious knight? The revived Wanwan demonstrates her astounding talent and intelligence. Not only does she leave her enemies helpless against her, but she also becomes a celebrity who sweeps through the entertainment industry. Who exactly is she? When Wanwan interacts more with the knight, she realizes that he is actually a devil… "From this moment forth, every inch of your body is mine. Resistance is futile." He had descended like Satan, wantonly occupying her body and mind… It's fine. Even if he's the devil, he would still be trampled beneath her feet.

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Chapter 1567, Ji Ning of Jiushang (2)

The eight golden flowers looked at each other and tried to brainwash Mo Jiushang so that he would give up on this terrible idea and live a happier life alone.

Mo Jiushang was getting more and more sleepy from their nagging.

“I’m going to the washroom.”

He decisively left and went around the washroom of the private room to the corridor outside.

After washing his face, he did not want to face the eight crows, so he simply leaned against the wall and dozed off.

Suddenly, a cold and stern female voice sounded, “Director Zheng, please have some self-respect!”

Mo Jiushang, who was woken up, rubbed the space between his eyebrows. He looked up and saw a woman with her back to him shaking off a perverted hand, “Director Zheng, I do want to cooperate with you, but the sovereignty of this cooperation is in my hands. If you continue to act recklessly, there is no need for us to continue talking.”

This voice was very familiar.