Help! My pet supervillain has three personalities!

When Xiaoyue comes back and sees that her shop has opened so many branches, she will definitely praise her as a business genius.

A slight smile appeared on his lips.

"It's alright, let's just take care of it, it's not much trouble anyway."

"Where does Xiaoyue live now?"

Shen Zhiyun put down the chess piece and replied, "It's at the deepest part of West Street, easy to find."

That courtyard was the largest, most beautiful, and most unique in West Street. He believed that even if he didn't tell Duan Yu, Duan Yu would still be able to find it.

Duan Yu, who was being silenced, stared at the few white pieces surrounded by black pieces and fell silent.

Everyone was talking, so why did he the only one lose?

He scrambled the chessboard and said expressionlessly, "I'm done playing. The performance is about to start. Let's go check it out."

Shen Zhiyun shook her head: "Okay."

The two went to the balcony of the Peach Garden Tavern, which Duan Yu had specially arranged.

We found the best spot in the entire Peach Garden Tavern and set up this place.

The stage had been set up outside.

Tang Yue had told him that being good at dancing was the most important thing, but a good sense of atmosphere was also essential.

It's getting a little dark now.

The lights, stage, and actors are all ready; all that's needed is a little push before the show can begin.

Tang Yue, who wanted to join in the fun, is currently being pestered by someone.

"let me go!"

Tang Yue frowned slightly as she looked at the man in front of her who looked like a vixen.

That's really something.

She glanced at the house from outside the Beauty Tower, never expecting that this beast would lift her up.

Unfortunately, she couldn't beat him.

I'm going to die!

"No, sit here and keep me company for a while."

Junmo sat down next to Tang Yue without much emotional fluctuation, one hand resting on her little ahoge (cowlick).

As if he had found a fun toy, he tugged at the tuft of fur back and forth.

Tang Yue: "..."

"Don't pull my hair..." You'll pull it all out of my head!

"No."

"...You've trapped me here just to pull my hair?"

Is he sick in the head?!

"Ah."

...He's so taciturn. I've never seen him so quiet before. What's wrong with him?

"Are you in a bad mood?"

"No."

Tang Yue rolled her eyes: "Tch, see who believes that!"

She rested her limp arms on the table, propped her chin up, and looked him over.

He looks so much like the person who killed her.

But she also felt a sense of closeness to him.

"Amo, what's your full name?"

Junmo paused for a moment while stroking the fur before saying, "Junmo, my name is Junmo."

"Junmo..."

Tang Yue read his name aloud twice, feeling that it sounded somewhat familiar.

Her unconscious murmurs always tickled Junmo's ears.

Actually, he used to feel an itch in his ears when Tang Yue called him, but it was especially so today.

He licked his lips, his voice carrying a strange, seductive quality.

"Ah Yue, can you call my name again?"

Tang Yue was stunned. She raised her head and stared at him with her big, round eyes: "?"

The little face was so dark that it inexplicably reminded him of a little black cat.

Junmo chuckled softly.

"Ah."

"Ok?"

"Bad mood."

His expression remained as blank and indifferent as ever, but Tang Yue damn well read a sense of needing to be coaxed from his face.

"...Junmo".

Oh well, it's just calling her name, she won't lose anything.

"Ah."

Tang Yue: "...Junmo".

"Ah."

"Jun...Mo~"

"Ah."

"Jun~Mo~~~"

"...Just call me that normally."

Junmo's ears twitched, and the corners of his mouth curved up.

Tang Yue rolled up her sleeves and slapped him across the face: "...Still barking normally!"

"Do you think I'm a toy, ordering me around like this?"

When she slapped him, not only Junmo was surprised, but even she herself was surprised that she slapped him so naturally.

"Strange... I don't know him well, but it feels like we're meeting an old friend."

Tang Yue looked down at her hands, then glanced at Jun Mo with her eyes lowered, afraid that he would be angry.

After all, she still remembered that his martial arts skills were superior to hers, and that he could also drug people.

She's still feeling limp and can't seem to get an erection.

Junmo's eyes narrowed the moment he was slapped.

It didn't actually hurt, because she had no strength.

but……

"Can you smell a fragrance?"

After saying that, Tang Yuexi twitched her nose and began sniffing around.

Jun Mo frowned for a moment, then pressed Tang Yue's head against him, preventing her from getting close to him.

"It's getting late, you should head back."

"…Um?"

"Don't touch me, I smell a really nice fragrance."

It smelled so good, she was a little mesmerized.

"Cough, it's probably incense."

"But why do I feel like this is coming from you?" She tilted her head and looked at Jun Mo.

Junmo didn't answer the question, but instead said, "...Stop smelling it, go back now."

Tang Yue persisted, tugging at Junmo's sleeve and saying softly, "Junmo, let me smell it, I really love this fragrance."

She must have gone mad, actually starting to act cute and charming towards someone she'd only met twice.

Junmo never expected that he would make concessions to a woman again and again.

"Do you really like it?"

"Yes, I really like it."

How to describe it? It's probably like a cat falling in love with catnip.

"Then... I'll tell you next time you come."

"?"

"No, please just tell me~, okay?"

"No."

Junmo smiled and removed Tang Yue's small hands and feet, then turned and went back to his own bed.

After feeling her power return to her body, Tang Yue immediately turned around and pounced on Jun Mo.

She buried her head in his chest and took a deep drag, like a drug addict.

Junmo's body stiffened.

"See, I told you it was your scent!"

Jun Mo: "..."

"stand up!"

"I won't get up. First, tell me what perfume... no, aromatherapy you're using?"

Jun Mo's eyes darkened: "Really not getting up?"

"Tell me and I'll get up!"

Tang Yue grinned and made no attempt to realize that there was anything wrong with her actions.

"If you don't get up, then you're not going back today."

Junmo pulled Tang Yue into his arms, and with a flip, Tang Yue was lying on the inside.

Tang Yue: "..."

She softened again...

I should have known better than to pounce on him!

This is terrible!

"How about I take back what I said before, and you let me go?"

She raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over Junmo's chin until it reached his pale pink lips.

"It's late, time to sleep."

As a result, Tang Yue paid the price for her impulsiveness, spending the night in a brothel instead of going home.

Honestly, she felt there might be something strange about this brothel. She always fell asleep very quickly and always had sweet dreams.

As a result, she missed the grand performance at Taoyuan Tavern and became Junmo's free labor.

Today is the day of the Beauty Pavilion's Top Courtesan Competition.

The event will be held in two separate sessions.

The morning was the women's championship competition, while the afternoon was the time for male prostitutes to compete for beauty.