"Female hooligans, what are you trying to do?"
Xia Ping was a little dazed. He hadn't expected to be surrounded by so many girls the moment he stepped off the spaceship. Every one of them was bold and passionate, looking at him as if they wanted to devour him whole.
He immediately realized that these girls were the worst kind of hooligans.
"We're not trying to do anything in particular. I just took a fancy to you. Be my man." A girl with an innocent-looking face stated her intentions bluntly, wanting Xia Ping to be her man.
She was direct, like some bandit queen who'd take one look at a handsome man, knock him out, and carry him off.
"You're my type. Come marry me." A long-legged girl was incredibly bold, but as she said those words, her pretty face flushed red. It seemed to have taken all her strength.
A mature, older-sister type giggled. "I'd like to have a little intimate conversation with you. Would that be all right?" Her beautiful eyes were seductive, brimming with alluring charm.
"I want your family's hereditary chromosomes." A girl wearing glasses spoke very subtly, but her eyes seemed fixed on a certain part of Xia Ping's body.
All the girls present were gazing at Xia Ping with boundless enthusiasm, as if they couldn't wait to knock him out and carry him off.
Their respective families had ordered them to build a good relationship with Xia Ping. No matter the cost, they had to bring this golden son-in-law back to their families.
Some families had made even stronger demands: it didn't matter if there was no title or commitment, as long as they got the hereditary chromosomes he carried. If they couldn't bring back the grown one, they had to bring back a