Yan Buhui, the New Generation's Master of Stolen Kisses

Day broke.

The rays of the rising sun slowly fell upon Yan Buhui, Yao Zi, and Mu Yunteng.

As the saying went, "The morning sets the course for the whole day."

Apart from the glimpses of exposed flesh through the torn hems of the green dresses, only Yan Buhui's phoenix fire feathers remained.

The clear water of the Yin-Yang Spring pool and stream flowed quietly. Yao Zi and Mu Yunteng had been made so comfortable the night before that they were now lying in Yan Buhui's arms.

Glimpses of exposed flesh flashed into view!

One man and two women lay there quietly.

They let the warm sunlight fall upon them, with not a cloud left in the sky.

"Mm..." Yao Zi slowly opened her sleepy eyes and looked at the slumbering Yan Buhui.

Mu Yunteng woke up beside them as well, only to find Sister Yao Zi already gazing quietly at Yan Buhui's handsome, striking face. He truly looked like an emperor.

"S-Sister Yao Zi, what are you...?!"

Mu Yunteng discovered that her right hand was resting right on Yan Buhui's abdominal muscles.

Sister Yao Zi's hand, meanwhile, was resting on his pectoral muscles.

But interestingly enough,

Yan Buhui was simply lying comfortably with his limbs spread like the character "人." He had thoroughly enjoyed the storm of the previous night.

Now, he was just resting quietly for a while.

"My two ladies...? Why are you up so early?"

Yan Buhui had noticed that someone seemed to be constantly looking at and touching his body, so he gradually woke up and spoke.

It was no wonder Yao Zi and Mu Yunteng were gazing at him in a daze, utterly entranced.

It was simply because Yan Buhui's body was as wondrous and beautiful as an ancient Greek statue. He could be called the Eddie Peng of the Douluo World.

It was enough to make these beauties fall for him in his arms.

"Ahem... you can touch, but be careful..."

Seeing this, Yan Buhui spoke somewhat awkwardly to the two campus belles of the Plant Academy.

Then he looked at the morning sunlight. It was so pleasant and comfortable.

"Mm..."

"The sun's already up, and I'm still sleeping in. How can that do?"

Yan Buhui pushed the two beauties out of his arms and walked over to the pool to wash his face. Seeing his reflection in the water, he grumbled under his breath:

"These past few days, wine and women have taken their toll on me. I've actually become so haggard. Starting today, I'm giving up drinking!!!"

That was right. Giving up women was impossible.

To Yan Buhui, beautiful women were one of life's great diversions.

Life needed a little passion.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be much fun in it.

As for magma wine, drinking a little less of it

wouldn't hurt!

The Fire Energy in his body was already enough to sustain Yan Buhui's energy expenditure.

Then there was his phoenix essence blood. He now had ten wives and concubines in a crowd around him. Once they gave birth to their children, they would be enough to make a reinforced company. By then, what Yan Buhui was cultivating would no longer be a force of beauties, but a family force.

Meanwhile, Yao Zi and Mu Yunteng, who had just been pushed aside, wore looks of astonishment.

They panicked, terrified that they had done something wrong.

Men were all cut from the same cloth, full of wandering desires, moving on to the next woman once they were done.

A textbook case of a scumbag.

But Yao Zi and Mu Yunteng were gambling, betting that Yan Buhui was a good man.

Although Yao Zi's Scarlet Flame Thorn resisted fire, and could even be called immune to it,

it still couldn't withstand the burning of Yan Buhui's Evil Fire.

That showed just how powerful Yan Buhui's flames were when their power truly erupted.

Yao Zi slowly called out to Yan Buhui:

"Yan Buhui..."

"Hmm?" Yan Buhui stood up curiously and asked, "What did you say, Miss Yao Zi?"

"No, Buhui... um, husband?"

Seeing that something was wrong, Yao Zi immediately changed how she addressed him.

"Why have you suddenly become so well-behaved today? You've even learned to call me husband now??"

Yan Buhui teased her lightly upon hearing that.

A trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"..." Yao Zi's face turned red, and she silently lowered her head.

She was like a ripe red apple, with none of the tartness of a green apple left, only sweetness.

"If you call me something nice, I'll take you both back to the Plant Academy for a visit. How about it?"

Yan Buhui called out to the silent Yao Zi.

"..."

Yao Zi's face was still bright red, but she managed to squeeze out a pleasant, meltingly gentle word: "Geigei~~"

"Yes!!!"

Yan Buhui answered, half his soul flying out of him.

That "big brother" was the loveliest thing Yan Buhui had heard so far.

Though it was sweet and soft, Yan Buhui still fell for it.

Mu Yunteng stared in a daze.

That worked too??

Even more unbelievable, Captain Yao Zi had become a completely different person after a single night of training.

Sure enough, once a young maiden became a young wife, her behavior became much more open, and her thoughts became much more easygoing and uninhibited. The restraint and innocence of a virgin were gone.

Even that intoxicating, dusky red had vanished like smoke...

And at that very moment,

Yan Buhui's eight wives woke up as well.

They prepared to help Yan Buhui bathe and change his clothes.

Shui Bing'er, Shui Yue'er, Huo Wu, Xue Wu, and the others were becoming increasingly skilled, and had grown much gentler and more virtuous.

Perhaps their training during this time had also made them much more obedient.

They were trying to attend to Yan Buhui's personal feelings.

After all, he was the king here, the emperor of the Land of Extreme Flame.

He had even spoken that domineering, famous line: "Remember, I am the king, and you are a concubine!"

It had not only proclaimed Yan Buhui's personal status,

but also exerted an intimidating, deterrent effect on the Seven Beauties of Skywater.

Even Shui Bing'er, the leader of the Seven Beauties of Skywater, and Shui Yue'er now dared not go too far and speak loudly to him.

The gap in their strength was plain to see.

"Greetings, husband. This is the breakfast prepared for you."

Huo Wu spoke gently. If Feng Xiaotian saw Huo Wu acting so fawning toward her husband, he would probably burst into tears. He was simply even more miserable than Yan, Douluo's number one simp. After all, Yan had never won over the vixen Hu Liena from beginning to end.

Feng Xiaotian, at least, had managed to simp his way into getting her.

"Greetings, husband. These are the fruit and snacks prepared for you after your meal," Xue Wu said with a faint smile.

"Greetings, husband. These are the new clothes prepared for you. Please have a look and see if they fit," Yu Hairou said by way of introduction.

"Greetings, husband. Oh, your mouth is a little messy. Let me wipe it for you." Shui Bing'er then gave Yan Buhui a gentle kiss.

Yan Buhui had never expected this. Being an emperor came with treatment like this?

It seemed the emperors of ancient times had enjoyed themselves far more than he did!

With their daily pools of wine and forests of meat, feasts of utmost pleasure and the like, what Yan Buhui was doing was mere child's play compared to them...