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The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system I want you to be mine
Mo Lan watched her guarded expression and couldn't help but laugh. Who was the woman who was subconsciously moaning and spreading her body just three hours ago? “You look so cute when you're angry, do you know that? Relax, it's me. I will never hurt you.” He whispered with a playful smile, still relaxing on the bed like the landlord. “Mo Lan, what has come over you? Have you lost your mind and your manners with it? Don't you have any fear and respect left in you?” She whispered back through gritted teeth, going to drag him off her bed. Mo Lan giggled and yanked her forward, making her fall into his arms. Her eyes widened in surprise at his audacity and he went on to curl his legs around her, while his arms pinned her tightly to his body. She quickly tried to rise from his body, but all were futile ventures because she couldn't move even an inch. Mo Lan chuckled lightly into her ears. “Little girl, don't struggle. I'm not that Mo Lan you used to know.” He whispered and thrust his
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Thrill of the forbidden
“It's 3a.m, are you sure it's a good time to go jogging?” Annabelle asked, turning to him as they ran through the gardens towards the mountain in the middle. “Believe me, that's when the forces of nature are the strongest. It's the best time for someone seeking inspiration. Hold my hand and close your eyes, try to feel the things around you with your other senses.” He whispered, smiling at her with doting eyes. “I'm already sweating yet we have not reached the mountains yet.” She whispered and gasped, taking his outstretched hand. Mo Lan smiled at her and caressed the back of her hand. “Sweating shows you're healthy and the cells of your body are active.” He whispered, reducing his pace once more. He had slowed down to less than a twentieth of his normal pace, yet she was still struggling to keep up. If it was only him, he would have been halfway up the mountain. He slowed down once more, seeing that her breathing was still rushed. It got to a point that he stopped trying to pull
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Confessions
Thirty minutes passed by and their bodies were drenched in sweat. Worse, Annabelle found herself getting wet because of the mental intimacy and his warm energy which kept swirling around her body, teasing her. Once enough energy had been compressed, he began to take his energy back, and she felt it slowly begin to recede till it was gone completely. She finally opened her eyes to see him looking at her with the most gentle gaze she had ever seen on anyone. The words I love you were at the tip of his tongue, but he restrained himself to avoid startling her or making her withdraw from him. He opted for caressing her face, letting her lean into his palm. He pulled her into his arms, and slowly caressed her back. “You're doing great, you're awesome. If we continue like this, you're going to break through in a day or two.” He whispered, making his lips graze her ears. “We shouldn't dual cultivate anymore. You gave me already purified energy which will affect your reserve, if it continue
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Weird things to do
“Really? How come I never remember calling you mom? The only one I remember is in Seattle waiting for us since we left years ago. I can call you mom though, but that's under special conditions, with you in my arms. Mommy, I want some milk. Is it that kind of mommy?” He asked and bit his lips, enjoying her horrified expression. “Mo Lan, when did you get so rotten and raw? Who the fuck are you? Because the person before me ain't my Mo Lan. Mo. Lan, even if I'm too young to be your mother, you're still my son. You're the son of my heart.” Annabelle whispered, and took a step away from him “Really? Since you want to be my mom so bad, I agree. I also want to know what those step mother and son movies feel like in real life. We should experiment and see what it feels like to love someone you consider your son in a romantic way? Do you want to call me baby too? Mommy, if you're happy with that big dick brother of mine, I will keep my paws off you. But he leaves you lonely, horny, and feeli
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system He has gotten sassy
“How come I have never seen Annabelle today? She's not even in her room. Has anyone seen her?” Anthony asked, walking into the dining room. He had just returned from the miracle pool where he went for his morning meditation and realized that Annabelle was still nowhere to be seen. “Who exactly do you expect to answer that question? If you don't know where she is, who should?” Mo Lan asked harshly, and walked past him carrying a heavy tray laden with various aromatic dishes. Anthony frowned and turned to him, looking surprised. “Mo Lan, you have been getting more and more sassy nowadays. Now you even talk back to me of all people; your big brother.” “Big brother, my ass. Have you seen how tired and sick she looks? Yet she fucking smiles for everyone. She's exhausted but wouldn't take a break till I offered to make the dishes for today. If you're going to turn her into a slave, working even when she's exhausted, then you shouldn't have made her believe that lie you told her. Y
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system A monster coming alive
“Ryan, come into the lab once you're done eating. It's time to repair your leg and get you new ones.” Anthony said, making Ryan's chopsticks halt halfway to his mouth. “Are you serious?” He whispered, his heartbeat accelerated at the thought that he could finally regain the use of both feet, instead of drifting around on one. “Of course, will this big brother lie to you? The drafts are ready and I spent all morning getting it ready before I went for the morning exercises. Besides, that treasure Mo Lan spoke about, I went to check it out last night and saw that a milky drop of liquid was forming at a point. So, I placed a collecting container in the space where it was meant to fall into. When I checked this morning, around two drops had dropped into the container. Although it's two drops, the life energy was incredibly thick and has the ability to regenerate body parts. Although I wanted to use it for Aryan, I think yours cannot wait. There are other methods to help Aryan, but thi
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Rejected
Mo Lan went down on his knees before Annabelle the moment he came into the cultivation room. She was sitting cross legged, with eyes closed, churning the energy she received to incorporate it to her own body. Soon, the timer went off and the spiritual energy beams from the aura gathering formation receded. She opened her eyes and exhaled stale air filled with impurities. “Anna, come and eat. I made your favorite beef and chicken stew with rice. There is also a jug of immortal fruit juice to refresh your body and release more energy.” He whispered with a smile and knelt before her, setting out her meals. She smiled at him, watching him serve her. “Our Mo Lan now cooks dishes that are more tasty than mine. He's all grown up now.” She whispered, shutting her eyes as she savored the dishes. “Don't tempt me now. You won't like the results.” Mo Lan whispered, his voice deep as he watched her lick her lips. “You're the one misunderstanding my actions. Or do you plan to throw around the
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Restored Dreams
The loud cheers he heard downstairs for dinner made him frown. Why were they cheering so much, even if someone broke through, what was the big deal about it? Weren't they breaking through every other day? Literally, since they arrived, there has been someone breaking through every three days or less. So why was this one special? Or has Anthony reached the god realm? That must be it! ‘Oh no, I forgot to tell him the matter about superior god laws. Breaking through in a lower realm ain't good, the space laws will encumber him the moment we leave here.’ Mo Lan muttered and quickly rushed down to the dining room where the commotion was coming from. Everyone was circling Ryan and Angel was jumping up and down. “Ryan, didn't I tell you to…” He began to say angrily, thinking that Ryan disobeyed him and used the treasures to keep forcing a breakthrough to the saint or demi god realm. “Big brother, big brother.” Ryan whispered in a tearful voice and threw himself into Mo Lan's arms, huggin
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