Pornstar System - Chapter 32 Primal Instincts...

[Love after marriage + large-scale real incense scene + wife-chasing crematorium]

Shi Qian was designed by her stepmother and forced to marry a vegetative person. A vegetative husband has three good things: rich, handsome, and unable to wake up!

Fu Sinian, who had been in a coma for more than three years, woke up and found that he had an extra wife. The petite wife is fair-skinned, beautiful, and has long legs.

Fu Sinian said: No love, no need! Then coldly throw out a divorce agreement.

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Soon, the famous Shi Qian was photographed in the luxury car of the big boss Fu Sinian.

Fu Sinian publicly clarified: I know Miss Shi.

Netizen: Do you just know each other? All cars are delivered! Waiting for Mr. Fu to slap his face online, nine million fans are watching!

Not long after, Shi Qian, who was out of the circle, was photographed entering a hotel at the same time as Fu Sinian, and only came out for three days and three nights.

Fu Sinian clarified again: Miss Shi and I are not the kind of relationship you think, and we have not been in contact with each other.

Netizen: Mr. Fu must be pursuing failure! If there is a woman in this world that Mr. Fu can’t handle, it must be their goddess Shi Qian! 30 million fans, keep eating melons!

Not long after, Shi Qian, who has 200 million fans, was at the scene of the Best Actress Award Ceremony and had morning sickness!

Fu Sinian came to the stage slowly, hugging Shi Qian’s waist, “Thank you for your concern, Mrs. Fu is pregnant with a second child!”

200 million fans are collectively confused: Shi Qian Da Mei is already a second child? In what step did they fail to keep up with the speed of eating melons?

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Calamity descends upon a a tranquil world in the black of night, transforming it into a death game! This a a true apocalypse, but this is not the end of humanity!

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[Warning: Mature Content]

“Master, are we going to keep what happened last night a secret between us?”

“For how loud you moaned and cried, Qing-er, I think the whole world has already learned all about it, and your concern is irrelevant.”

Yun Qing-er, the only disciple of the legendary immortal swordmaster Bai Ye, has been hiding her feelings for her master for years. Unaccepted by norms and morals, it is the darkest secret that she swears to bury deep within her heart.

But life has other plans. Bai Ye's desire for her burns hot beneath his solemn appearance. He will teach her not only the art of the sword, but also the pleasures of life that she never knew existed before.

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Smut starts at Chapter 17, with a teaser in Chapter 11. A bit softcore at first but will get wilder quickly as the story moves on :)

Note that this is NOT a typical cultivation romance. Immortals and spiritual power and whatnot are all plot devices… You'll see what I mean in just a few chapters!

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[Sneak Peek]

He pinned me against the poplar tree at the center of the garden. A breeze rustled past, stirring the sunlight sparkling through the autumn foliage above us, and a sprinkle of gold fell over his shoulders. “Say you want me,” he whispered.

“Bai Ye—” I breathed, but the rest of my words were replaced by moans the moment he traced his kisses along my neck and took my earlobe into his mouth.

Familiar tingles roared through me as he nibbled and suckled gently. His hand slid up my chest, and he played with my sensations with his lips and tongue and fingers until my arms trembled around him. All other thoughts vanished from my mind. The only thing I knew was the irresistible feeling of him on me, so overwhelming that my knees started growing weak. I would've fallen if he wasn't pinning me hard against the tree.

“Bai Ye …” I moaned again, clawing at his clothes. “Of course I want you … Right here, right now.”

He let out a soft puff of laughter, and his hand grazed down, gripping the folds of my dress. With a rip of fabric, he tore them away.

[According to gossip, actor Shen Liangchuan will arrive at the airport at nine o’clock this morning. The itinerary has not been announced to the public. It is reported that it is very likely that when I return home this time…

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