The Villain’s Diary – The Heroine’s Character Crumbles - Chapter 132
[March 23rd, Today Dark Clouds Gathered.]
[Too many bad things.]
[The main plot, the demon army attacking the city, is crooked, outrageously crooked.]
[Just want to curse someone so badly.]
[I’m an intellectual person, civilized, educated and dignified. But..]
[F**k f**k f**k!]
Black Water Fury: F**k me but not curse!
Han Yuqing: Punish me, I’m a bad girl husband!
Xue Menghan: Pfffthahahahaha!
Lihua: Hmm?
Lu Chorou: Sister Lihua don’t stop…
[Phew~ I feel a little better now.]
[Writing a diary does release my stress, plus I get a reward, which is the most conscientious thing about the dog system]
[Hmm. Although the main plot is crooked.]
[But it’s not completely crooked.]
[At least there’s still a chance to wrench it back now.]
[As long as Xue City could withstand those 50,000 demon armies.]
[And Cutie can successfully stall Shahe and delay until the Xuanyang Sect arrives tomorrow. Then there should be no problem, right?]
[Rub, now that I have this pillar rising to the sky in my pants, I suddenly miss Little Cute’s tongue.]
“Do you want this god’s tongue?”
Above the battlefield.
The Black Water Fury was using divine sense to monitor for a counter-attack from Shahe.
At the same time, she smiled devilishly as she flipped through her diary.
“It seems. The b*stard is getting heated from the backlash of demonic power.”
[And, the little cutie can take it past her throat when she straightens her neck and opens her mouth]
Black Water Fury: Fufufu! Of course, who do you think this god is?
Han Yuqing: It must be so hard to breathe.
Xue Menghan: What do you mean?
Lihua: Oh?
Lv Churuo: Sister Lihua continues to shake…
[Having her sit down on the ground, and grabbing her twin ponytails while swaying feels even more awesome.]
[If I wasn’t counting on her to stall Shahe to wrench back the plot, I’d be tempted to bring her back and continue for a whole day.]
[Now I can only rely on Rong’er. I hope she arrives at the Welcome Restaurant in the north of the city soon and brings Han Yuqing here quickly]
Han Yuqing: Hey! Sister Rong, come faster. I’ve just self-taught myself a new pose to make my husband feel good!
[Ha, thank goodness for the ‘Goodly Waist’, otherwise I’d definitely be blown away by her skills in this weakened state].
“Hmm? Ding Nanrong has gone to the north of the city?”
Dark Night Building, inside the room on the seventh floor.
On the bed. Lihua sprawled on top of Lu Churuo.
While shaking her fox tail between the two of them, she looked at the “Jiang Mu’s Private Diary” in her hand
Her charming eyes shone with excitement.
“That means. Ding Nanrong is not with Jiang Mu?”
“And Black Water Fury has yet to return either?”
“And Jiang Mu is actually in a weakned state?!”
“Then… golden opportunity!”
The more Lihua thought about it, the more excited she became.
Excited enough that the fox’s tail began to accelerate its swaying.
Finally.
“*Tremble*-”
“*Tremble*-”
The two reached a climax together at the same time.
A few minutes later, Lihua quickly got up from bed, retracted her tail and got dressed.
Looking at Lu Chorou, whose face was flushed red.
She gave the cunning fox smile.
“Little Rou, sister needs your favor.”
“What kind of favour?”
Lu Churuo brushed her hair, which was wet with sweat.
At the same time, she summoned her diary, and after a quick scan, she understood what she meant.
“Do you want me to stop Ding Nanrong?”
She knew that the objective of her was to get Jiang Mu’s Transformation Technique and Teleportation Technique.
And since Jiang Mu was alone now, there was no better time for Lihua to tame him.
“That’s right.”
Lihua wiped Lu Chorou’s body with a towel.
Since Shaee didn’t do anything to capture the Black Water Fury, her plan failed to proceed.
So she came to the Dark Night House looking for Lu Churou to vent her anger.
Unexpectedly, she happened to find that Ding Nanrong had gone to the north of the city.
Then, it was perfect timing to ask Lu Churou to stall Ding Nanrong.
As for herself.
She then secretly returns to the Lihua Pavilion.
F**k Jiang Mu’s brains out and tame him!
“Little Rou, your sister, my Fox Clan’s fate, depends on you to protect it.”
Lihua lifted Lu Chorou’s chin and gave her mouth to mouth kiss.
Then, excitedly, she jumped down from the window.
Heading straight to the Lihua Pavilion.
***
Jiang Mu, who was still unaware of the coming crisis.
At the moment, he was still writing in his diary on the big soft bed.
“Forget it, I don’t want to write.”
“Let’s see if there’s a reward.”
Then he closed the diary.
After waiting for a long time, he still didn’t get a reward.
“Looks like some more writing is needed then.”
So he opened the diary to continue writing.
***
While in the lobby on the ground floor.
Xue Menghan approached a woman asking.
“May I ask you, which room is Patriarch Jiang in?”
As this was a place for pleasure seeking.
So even though she, Xue Menghan, had a clear conscience.
Her face reddened with shame.
The women looked puzzled as she asked.
“Miss Xue… Patriarch Jiang has instructed that he doesn’t want to be disturbed by anyone.”
As she said that, she peeked at Xue Menghan’s red face and was surprised.
What a surprise! Unbelievable!
Miss Xue had actually come to the Lihua Pavilion to look for Patriarch Jiang during the war against demons!
Could it be because…?
She had gotten it on with that amazingly handsome male last time, so now she wanted to try out Patriarch Jiang’s flavor?
After all, Patriarch Jiang is her dog-licking fiancé with a handsome face too.
Sheesh. These upper class people play even naughtier than our Lihua Pavilion girls.
Patriarch Jiang probably didn’t know that there was already a green meadow above his head. (TL: She thinks he is a virgin, since he always comes here in disguise. Nobody knows it’s him)
With his frail body, I wonder if he will be able to do the deed with Miss Xue?
Her eyes, which had discerned countless women, secretly scanned Xue Menghan’s figure.
High waist, straight, pure and beautiful, with hair reaching down her skirt.
Sixteen years old, truly beautiful.
Patriarch Jiang had earned it even though he was still green.
“Then I’ll find it myself, don’t get in my way.”
Xue Menghan told her to back off and headed upstairs to find him herself.
At that moment.
The diary was updated again.
So she continued to read it first.
[Ugh, I really don’t want to complain about it.]
[But that first female heroine, Xue Menghan, is actually obsessed with me!]
[There will be a plot later on, where I will forcibly hug her and kiss her.]
[The result was, of course, a failure, and I got my limbs broken.]
[But if she had been shy and even nymphomaniac towards me.]
[I fear she might be the one to forcefully hug and kiss me in turn?]
“What? W-who’s going to kiss you?”
“Making a fool of yourself! Hmph!”
Xue Menghan’s face turned red like a tomato.
However, her mouth was in denial.
But in her heart, for some reason, she felt happy.
There was a bit of anticipation.
[And with me being so handsome, on the off-chance that she even has an in-depth conversation with me.]
[Then she’ll be just like the Black Water Fury. Her persona will collapse.]
[I dare not think about it. I can’t.]
“In-depth communication…?”
Xue Menghan pondered.
She didn’t understand why communication would collapse her persona.
“It’s normal for two people to communicate and talk, right?”
[But no matter what.]
[She, the heroine, is the one I, the villain, have to lick, and my plots with her will only increase in the future.]
[And it’s good to pull Ling Aotian’s hatred and keep the conflict stirred up, same old formula all over.]
[When this Demon Army’s siege on the city is over.]
[Xue Menghan would then follow Xue Yuanshan’s instructions and go to the Changyu Empire in Yuzhou to take up the position of Changyu An Meng’s personal guard.]
[And as the devoted licking dog that I am, of course, I will lick wherever she goes.]
?????
The diary suddenly stopped writing.
This surprised Xue Menghan.
Suddenly.
Royal Suite on the top floor.
A terrified scream was heard all the way down.
“F*ck Lihuaaaaa… Mmmmmmmmm!”
The scream seemed to be blocked by something.
It came to a screeching halt.