Loved By An Older Man - Chapter 1371 - Synthetic Voice

The Mu family, who wanted to marry the young patriarch of the Huo family at the beginning, had no way out because the heads of the two families who had a good relationship in the past swore a heart oath.

So, the wedding was held as scheduled. Although the oath could not be violated, it did not specify the name of the person to marry.

So, the Mu family replaced the young man lady of the Mu family with Mu Qing Lan, a child from the side branch to pack up and get married.

Huo Jue, the useless man whose spiritual platform has collapsed, knew that his bride had changed, and the new bride was also planted with puppet voodoo.

Huo Jue also knew about the fact that the Mu family wanted to let her steal the Huo family’s top-grade magic item.

One month into their marriage, the little puppet sneaked into Huo Jue’s room in the middle of the night and hurriedly moved to Huo Jue’s bedside.

What Huo Jue was waiting for was for the puppet of the Mu family to show her true colors. He was lying on the bed while breathing slowly, and his subordinates were all outside the door, waiting for his signal.

As long as the puppet dared to touch the spiritual item on his neck, she would be taken down on the spot.

Unexpectedly, the puppet approached Huo Jue, half-kneeled, lowered her head to follow Huo Jue’s hand that was placed in front of her and kissed his fingertips warmly.

Then she got up, jumped three times on the spot, and danced silently in the room like a madman.

Huo Jue, “…”

The subordinate who was ready to catch the thief, “…”

——Mu Qing Lan, “The person who I married is my male god.”

- Description from Novelupdates

Monster! Internet writer Mo Fan is traveling through time!

Not dressed as a protagonist, not dressed as a villain, not dressed as an unrivaled powerhouse.

He actually became the ancestor of a miscellaneous fish villain in his book who only lived less than ten chapters, and became the grandfather in his ring.

Looking at his illusory soul body, he thought about the only resurrection material he had set.

Sorry, Lin Yang, I want to be resurrected.

Let my little great-great-grandson take your chance.

Grandpa in your ring, don’t live, let me live!

(Book friend group 839934306, welcome.)

- Description from novelbuddy

Do not underestimate the act of tilling the soil. The practice of farming holds the power to command the clouds and dictate the rainfall with a mere flick of the wrist. Similarly, never undervalue the humble farmer, who might draw the gaze of stunning women, and vie for the affections of fluttering butterflies.A stunning journalist makes for a worthy companion, and even an aloof, imperious law enforcement officer could be brought to plead for mercy. A tutor? Allow me to provide additional instruction! I may appear as a regular individual, but through a stroke of fortune, I have embarked on a captivating journey, dancing amidst the wind and the clouds!

“Don't deny it. You want it.” Killian said to me, stroking the nape of my neck with his thumb. His face is so close to mine and I forgot to breathe. I gasped when he pushed my dress higher, revealing my thighs to him and let his hands rest between my thighs.I tilted my head to the side to avoid his lustful gaze, penetrating deep into my soul.“Your body craves it.” He said, firing kisses down my neck till his lips touched my hard, naked nipples. That sent shivers down my spine. My body erupted with goosebumps and I exhaled sharply. I want to speak, but I can't. He has that much effect on me. His tongue played with my nipples and I mewled. That felt so good.“You want me as much as I want you.” He whispered with his lips pressed on my skin. I shouldn't be doing this. I know I should stay away from this man but how can I when he invades my thoughts daily? When he's the only one my body wants. It's frustrating because no matter how hard I try, I can't say no to him. And I am this close to making the worst mistake of my life. I swallowed, trying to fathom the words out.His fingers brushed my core and I jerked forward, pressing my body on his.“I don't want you.”“You're lying.” He said, playing with the strap of my thong with a lazy finger. My eyes rolled back in my socket with pleasure. I am lying but he's making it so hard.“We shouldn't be doing this, Killian.” Killian? Do I really have the right to call him that?“Give me one reason why and I won't touch you.”“Because you're my best friend's Fiance.”