School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master - Chapter 866 - 944: Silly, Trouble Ahead

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.

The pond fish crossed.
Dressed as the only daughter of the once beautiful city master of Baicheng, now the male protagonist is going to be his wife.
There are appalling criminal records such as poisoning the heroine, assassinating the villain Bai Yueguang, and humiliating the flawed and sick villain.
In the opening situation of this hell mode, the first task released by the portable system is: – Save the world.
Chi Yu said solemnly: “It seems that my life is to be a hero of salvation. The road is long and long, and I will search up and down!”
More than ten minutes after taking the oath, she was crushed by the villain, the Great Demon King.
…
Chiyu: “???”
To fuck me on purpose? Is such a difficult copy still necessary? Is the garbage system thinking about P eating!
“I’m dead, and the whole text is finished and sprinkled.”
System: “No, you can revive infinitely until you complete the mission of saving the world.”
…
After half a month.
Chi Yu met the villain, the great devil again, and was pierced through his chest with a sword.
Two more months.
He was held in the arms of the villain, the great devil, and used as a shield for human flesh.
Chiyu: “…the mouth is fragrant.”
Five years later.
Chi Yu, who endured humiliation and was disabled and determined, successfully revitalized the love line of the original hero and heroine CP, which rekindled his fighting spirit, suppressed the villain, and saved the world.
After the incident, the clothes went away, and he hid himself deeply in the name, and “died” in the war.
…
However, her “death” collapsed across the board.
The Great Demon King ran wild and slaughtered the world.
System: “…We don’t know what went wrong, let’s do it again, shall we?”
Chiyu: “@#￥ system, you don’t have a mother.”

PS: Don’t look at the brutality of the copywriting, this article is 1v1, the love line is sweet and petty without abuse, the plot is Su Shuang sand sculpture (special settings, except for a little bit of abuse of the heroine)
The male protagonist does not have Bai Yueguang. The first generation only likes to do things, and the second generation only likes Chiyu.

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One sentence introduction: I save the world by being a demon

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Spiritual energy ecovery brought about fundamental changes throughout the entire world, and posed an imminent threat to it. Chen Yang died in an accident and reincarnated to become a tiny koi fish inside the fish tank in his own home. Just as Chen Yang complained about the unfairness of destiny, he awakened the Evolution System. Thus, with his sister’s feeding, Chen Yang started his insane evolution. As the whole world sank deep into apocalypse, Chen Yang descended from the skies to crush everything.

He had evolved from a tiny koi fish to a gargantuan dragon. “This world shall be ruled by me!” When the fish playing in the waters was frightened by the net, it jumped over the Dragon’s Gate to become a real dragon. This is a story of how a loli raised a giant dragon, and dominated everything.

(Women disguised as men) Strong women and men with black bellies.

‘He’ is a rare ‘male god’ who is handsome, wealthy and has no gossip. And he is an ordinary man who hits a wall when he gets along with a man and a woman.

A contract bound the two tightly together. Facing the indifferent ‘him’, he was always cautious, fearing that ‘he’ would fall in love with his prosperous appearance.

Isn’t the legendary ‘he’ aloof and unfeminine? It doesn’t matter, take the initiative to bring him. When the rare ‘male god’ identity is revealed, he not only has to face female love rivals, but also a large wave of male love rivals ahead. ‘What should I do if my daughter-in-law is too handsome? ’ ‘Being coquettish, being cute, and rolling around’

“Mother~Mother…” A certain neglected baby was hanging on his lap with an aggrieved expression on his face. As soon as the words came out, a chestnut fell on the baby’s head, “How many times have I said that I am your father and that is your mother?”

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