MTL - Heaven-devouring Dragon Emperor - Chapter 7338 easy rolling

He died on the wedding of the girl he had a crush on, after a long and successful career. After convincing Yama to send him back to the world, he decides to fix the areas in which his life went wrong. Realizing the lack of love and romance in his past life, he sets out to conquer the hearts of various women.

If life could start over, how would you choose?Would you still choose to be an ordinary person, perhaps with inner brilliance but unknown to others, watching the clouds roll by from a high vantage point?Or would you take the world as your stage, stirring up the winds and clouds, making the entire world dance around you, causing people's hearts to race with your every word and action?Everyone loves Mr. Lynch, everyone cannot do without him!Write your own laws, set down the rules I say, in this short span of life, either light up yourself or ignite the world!

In one lifetime, he gave up his heart so that she might live. In this new lifetime, she’ll pledge her heart to him forever.“I’m your future wife,” she declared her love at their first encounter. Shocked by this mysterious woman professing her love, Mr. Hao chose to take her in and learn more about her. He would give her anything she wanted, except his hand in marriage…because he wanted to be the one who asked “Will you be my future wife?”Will their love blossom again? Will she be his future wife? Follow the journey of Mo Yun & Hao Yansen in “You Are My Only Sunshine.”

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”