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The Young Master Is My Top Fan!

[Sweet, No Abuse, Strong Female Lead, Favored By All!] When Ruan Qi became famous. Haters: No matter how pretty, she's undereducated. That very afternoon, the most prestigious institution of higher learning in China posted on social media—Let me introduce our youngest doctoral supervisor, Professor Ruan Qi. Haters: What's the use of hyping up a scholar persona? In the end, she'll still have to bow down to her financial backers. The next day, Ruan Qi appeared at an international economic conference, with her name tag reading—Chairman of Qimu Pharmaceutical Group. Haters: Making so much money, not knowing to contribute to the country. Three days later, an official news release—A new model of nuclear submarine is launched, thanks to Chief Designer Ruan Qi and all the research and development members! Haters: ... Can't afford to provoke, goodbye. * After getting married, a reporter asked Xi Jiu: Ninth Master, how did you manage to pursue the Goddess Ruan? Xi Jiu quietly flipped open a diary. Diary of Chasing My Wife: 1. Vote for my baby in rankings. 2. Cast votes for my baby. 3. Support my baby. 4. Buy out all the tickets for my baby’s movies. 5. Join my baby's fan club. …As everyone knows, the Goddess Ruan has a universe-level wealthy hardcore fan—Ninth Master Xi, Xi Jiu!

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Chapter 79 Blowing on it Makes it Hurt Less (Vote Please~)_1

"Let go!" the young girl said, biting his wrist and looking at him with blurred eyes.

Xi Jiu quickly released his hand.

Ruan Qi scrambled up, clutching her neck and looking at him with an accusing face.

The man had used fifty percent of his strength just now, and the girl's skin was delicate; purplish red marks were already appearing on her neck.

Xi Jiu looked at the purplish red marks, feeling inexplicably anxious.

In his haste, he stretched out his arm, pressed against the back of Ruan Qi's head, and scooped her toward him.

Then he lowered his head, and his thin lips approached her neck—blowing air.

Ruan Qi: "..."

Shen Wenqian: "..."

The sound of 'shoosh shoosh shoosh' blowing could be heard coming and going beside her ear.

The warm, moist breath brushed over her skin, causing tiny goosebumps to rise.

This was the first time in her nineteen years of life that Ruan Qi had encountered such a situation.