As the Leader, He Wants to Take a Flowery Path

What is most important in the world of immortality today? Talent! Su Li pretends to be the head of a small sect and is so poor that he can hardly afford to eat. In desperation, the former women's clothing tycoon could only return to his old business and lead the whole group to engage in live broadcasts. When everyone took the photo jade and listened to God's instructions, they discovered something incredible. In the photo jade, a strange fairy named Lili was dancing passionately. [I am not Master Lingyou]: What kind of divine dance is this? The old Taoist has never seen it before. [The Great Yuan Pill is nothing]: Take the Dust Cleansing Pill that you just refined! [Love practice and love Lili]: Fairy Lili, I will give you the fairy grass, the elixir, and my life! ! Amid the sound of appreciation, an out-of-place standout emerged. [Only cultivation is in my heart]: Immoral and shameless! Tip: Your words cannot be sent out at the moment. Please ask the great immortal to practice for two hours before coming back. Qi Wuyu, a leader in the world of immortality, put away the water curtain wheel in his hand: Oh, he was banned again. Su Li just wanted to build the strongest sect in the world of immortality, but he didn't want to be a green tea, not only to offend a lot of fellow disciples, but also to anger Qi Wuyu, a young boss in the world of immortality. Qi Wuyu: He must be thinking about how to seduce me right now, so he has to be vigilant at all times. Su Li:? ? ? Qi Wuyu: I see through his hard-to-get tactics, but they are damn attractive. Zuli: shivering Qi Wuyu: You look like that Fairy Grain... Su Li: No, I'm not, I didn't. He thinks he is dedicated to cultivating immortals, but in fact he is full of rubbish. He admits he only seduces people, but in fact he is dedicated to his career and beauties. —————— Pre-collections of "Extreme Cold" and "The Major General's Squeamish Boss" are available for collection. "Extremely Low Temperature" Copy: Fifteen-year-old Feng Chen was as cold as a bullet in extremely low temperatures, sharp and covered with a thick layer of ice. He took six-year-old Yan Bubu on the road to escape. During those years of living together, the ice gradually melted... ——You kiss me with your rose-like lips, and the bullet blooms. Wasteland Punk 1V1 —————— Copywriting of "The Major General's Squeamish Boss": White cut, black and cunning VS VS cold outside and hot inside, really fragrant attack Ning Yan has nothing but good looks. He is stingy, lazy, squeamish and picky. As the youngest and most promising major general in the empire, Qiao Zilu disguised himself as Ning Yan's assistant in order to investigate an unexpected incident, doing the entire company's work for a salary. --Including but not limited to nannies, drivers, handymen, and cooks. Qiao Zilu couldn't bear it but had to endure it. The most unbearable thing was that Ning Yan used different methods to seduce him every day. He could only scorn this delicate goblin in his mind while wearing an apron and cooking honestly. Ning Yan gently pushed Qiao Zilu's back with his feet: "Puppy, your shoulder hurts. Come and give me a squeeze on your shoulder." Qiao Zilu stopped mopping the floor and gritted his teeth: I am not a puppy, nor am I your servant. The shirt slipped off Ning Yan's thin and fair shoulders, and he said aggrievedly: "I don't have a husband to care about, and the puppy I raise is no family. How about you change your job, and I'll hire another obedient one." The rag in Qiao Zilu's hand became tighter and tighter... He knew that this man loved to use this trick, but he just couldn't refuse. His hands pressed on Ning Yan's smooth shoulders, his face expressionless but his heart as loud as a drum. Qiao Zilu: Is the hand heavy? Does your shoulder still hurt? Ning Yan groaned: It doesn't hurt anymore, but I burned my tongue from the soup just now. My mouth hurts. Please blow it off. Qiao Zilu: ... I didn't make soup for dinner tonight. Ning Yan: Oh, forget it. Anyway, I don't have a husband to care for me, and the puppy I raise is no family either. My life is so miserable. Qiao Zilu:...... Unknowingly, Qiao Zilu had another job - warming the bed. At the strange scene of murder and dismemberment, Qiao Zilu discovered a strong and familiar figure, flying up and down the walls and knocking down several strong men in an instant. Isn't this the squeamish boss Ning Yan who doesn't dare to cut meat for fear of blood, who is afraid of the dark when sleeping alone, who is so fragile that he can't unscrew bottle caps, and who even needs him to help him get dressed when he gets up? How many faces does my wife have? Qiangqiang 1V1 HE Qiao Zilu attacks, Ning Yan accepts Intent: Relaxed and fun