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The Strategy of washing clean a Slag Shou (QT)

All credit goes to the author and the editors , i am merely a fan and just want to share this awesome story . Introduction: Su Yang was bound to a ‘Slag Shou Redemption System’. Every world he entered as a Slag Shou who has been spurned by the Gong. In order to return home as soon as possible, he began the cautious journey of strategizing to take down the gongs who no longer love him. Later, he discovered that these mission targets who were supposed to have normal attributes were all freaking abnormal! In the face of this rabid bunch of bigshots, Su Yang was forced down the road of ‘You abuse my body, I abuse your heart, after all the abusing is done, I make a run for it’. ╮(╯▽╰)╭ This story is also known as: “I say I’m not a slag shou, do you believe me?” “The days of being a scapegoat in different worlds.” “One word out of line will trigger Hell mode.” Tentative Worlds: The President’s Unfaithful Lover The Wángye’s Runaway Fiancée The Crime Lord’s Undercover Boyfriend The Ghost King’s Cold Scholar The Emperor’s Trusted Eunuch The Marshal’s Adopted Omega Son The Lord of the Apocalypse’s Zombie Lover Only available till Arc 3 ............. NOT MY STORY!! JUST UPLOADED FOR FUN !! SUPPORT ORIGINAL TRANSLATORS AND AUTHOR !! TRANSLATOR - https://deepdreamtranlations.home.blog/the-strategy-of-washing-clean-a-slag-shou/#:~:text=Introduction%EF%BC%9A,who%20no%20longer%20love%20him.

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ch 74

Chengqian Palace.

The red-clothed youth was barefooted as he sat on the thick fox-fur cushion. In his arms was an empty wine flask, and his eyes were filled with drunkenness. Zong Huan didn't stop him, and only quietly watched him from the side. His cherry red lips were even more gorgeous because of the wine.

Su Yang shook the empty jug and burped softly. He muttered, "The wine … the wine is gone. I still want more …"

His jade-white cheeks were stained with a layer of red. Because he was drunk, his eyes couldn't focus. His scattered eyes sparkled as he looked straight at Zong Huan. He repeated, "Zong Huan, I, I still want more …"

The emperor, who was called by his name, didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed softly and held the little drunkard in his arms. He asked, "Why do you suddenly want to drink?"

Su Yang leaned weakly on his shoulder. His expression was blank and he didn't know where to look. His reaction was much slower.

After a long time, he said, "Because I, I'm very happy."

A light flashed in Zong Huan's eyes, but he didn't answer.

After returning from Fengyi Brothel, this little brat hid in his bedroom to drink. He didn't look happy at all. Being able to become the Empress of Da Jin was a respected position that was second only to one person. If it was anyone else, they would be crazy with joy. Only the boy in front of him had a gloomy look in his eyes.

He knew the reason, but he couldn't do anything about it. No one had taught him how to obtain a person's sincerity. He could only take it by force.

Su Yang rubbed his head against his cheek and whispered, "Zong, Zong Huan, I'm so happy. I like being your wife, and I like you to be my husband. Although you can be very bad sometimes, you've been by my side for so long. I really think you're very good …"

Zong Huan grabbed a strand of his black hair and gently kissed it. He said, "Zhen naturally wants to be by your side. From now on, I will be by your side every day. Even if you want to escape, it's too late."

Su Yang blinked and suddenly smiled. He was originally gorgeous, and after getting drunk, he couldn't hide his seductive appearance. His bright eyes were gentle and flirtatious. Just a slight smile was hard to resist. Zong Huan looked at his brilliant smile and his heart skipped a beat.

He then heard the little demon say, "Then … you have to do what you say."

Zong Huan pinched his soft face. He said, "Zhen always does what he says."

Su Yang hung onto his body and muttered, "So good." He used his hands to tug at Zong Huan's outer clothes. His weak hands couldn't help but set fire to Zong Huan's body, causing Zong Huan's entire body to heat up. He grabbed Su Yang's wrist and said, "If you continue to cause trouble, Zhen won't take pity on you."

Who knew that this demon would blink his eyes in confusion and call out in grievance, "Husband …"

His face was flushed red, and he was wearing a luxurious red robe. His plump cherry red lips were glowing with a seductive light as he called out to his husband in a sweet voice. Zong Huan lost all reason at this moment. He suddenly pulled the person into his arms and blocked that sweet little mouth. He crazily devoured the sweet saliva in his mouth and sucked on his tongue. He wanted nothing more than to chew and swallow this little brat into his stomach.

His movements weren't gentle. Instead, they were filled with an urgent hunger. Su Yang closed his eyes and let out a moan. After a while, he used his drunkenness to climb onto Zong Huan's shoulder. He only hoped that this night would never end.

When he woke up tomorrow, his reason would be stronger than his feelings. At that time, who knew what he would do to hurt others and himself. He had never been a person with a high IQ or EQ. His only wish was to protect his lover. Even so, he didn't do it well.

Zong Huan kissed the corner of his red eyes and carried him to the bed. His red clothes were removed. In front of him was a beautiful spring scenery that he couldn't get enough of. Although they weren't newlyweds, it was still a joyous day. The two people indulged themselves without restraint. Neither of them heard the mechanical sound of electricity.

"Host intended to destroy the mission. Data clearing."

= = =

The next morning.

Zong Huan ate until he was extremely satisfied. Although he had fantasized countless times in his mind, when he actually obtained this demon, that kind of beauty was still far beyond his imagination.

He bent down and kissed Su Yang's round shoulder. There were still traces of yesterday's kiss marks. Not only there, but every part of this body was marked by his mark. This person belonged to him, and belonged to him alone.

The sleeping boy's eyelashes trembled. He slowly opened his eyes and stared blankly at Zong Huan. It seemed that he didn't know what was going on at this moment. Zong Huan chuckled and said, "What's wrong? Are you tired from last night?"

The little boy's eyes instantly widened. After a long silence, he slowly but firmly climbed out of Zong Huan's arms. Before he could climb to the end of the bed, Zong Huan grabbed his smooth ankle and mercilessly pulled him back. Once again, he was imprisoned by a pair of strong arms.

The quilt that originally covered the two of them had fallen off. Su Yang looked at Zong Huan's strong body and then looked at the marks all over his body. He was suddenly speechless. Tears flowed down his face.

— — was, was he eaten?!

Zong Huan frowned and said, "Are you regretting it?"

Su Yang's mind was blank. He vaguely remembered that he was bound to a strange system. It allowed him to travel to other planes to attack Destiny's Child. Could it be that the mission had already begun? But he wasn't mentally prepared yet. QAQ

Zong Huan saw that he didn't answer, so he took it as a tacit agreement. The joy in his heart was immediately replaced by hostility.

He roughly pinched Su Yang's chin and kissed his soft lips. He revealed a sinister smile, "If you regret it, then regret it. In the end, you can only be mine. No one can take you away."

Then he let go of his hand, put on his clothes, and strode out of the inner hall.