MTL - Reign of the Phoenix - Chapter 314 The emperor's heart is still on her

Instead of struggling meaninglessly, he acknowledged his place.

Xu Shuyan and Lin Yi, as the beauty emperors of The Notes girl group, have 700,000 CP fans, are resident in the center of the CP list, and won the first place in the annual “Truth is True” CP list.
However, no one knew that the two were rivals in love in private, and looked at each other with disgust.

An event site.
Xu Shuyan: What are you looking at?
Lin Yi: You are the one staring!
CP fan: I look at [yes] in today’s activity photos, she loves her so much! I’m addicted to this eye candy!

Lin Yi: Come closer and I will call the police
Xu Shuyan: Do you think I want to? Today’s business KPI has not been completed yet, hurry up and sell it
Lin Yi: yue
CP fan: The two of them are in a relationship, and what they say is true!

After a year or two of business like this, the entire entertainment industry agreed that Xu Shuyan and Lin Yi were the only concubine of The Notes. After the two had a crush on their teammates, their relationship broke out and they left the group and got married.
In an instant, the crush turned into a lovelorn.
On the night of the wedding, Lin Yi drank to drink away his sorrows and respected Xu Shuyan: “This is the end of our business, and starting today, I mean to be.”
Xu Shuyan stared at her, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, pinched her face, and said every word: “Okay.”

The next day, Lin Yi woke up on Xu Shuyan’s bed.
Lin Yi:! ! !

#Love Rival Becomes Lover
#Business becomes sincere
#About my falling in love with my rival
#假高冷真头黑黑rapper Gong x Tsundere as a fine lead singer
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In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself.Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans.***He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. “So, you laugh?” His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. “Hades, I—”“But you only laugh at other men's jokes,” he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. “Not your husband's.” The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us.A nervous chuckle escaped me. “You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake.”In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think.When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. “You can’t laugh at my jokes...” he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, “but you’ll come with my fingers.”I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment.“I don’t need your laughter,” he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. “I’ll have every other part of you instead.”

In the twenty-ninth year of the First Emperor, Bo Langsha was attacked.

When Ying Zheng merged the memories of the 21st century history doctor, looked at the mighty mountains and rivers in front of him, and said to himself, “In this life, my Daqin can’t die!”

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