You and Xingqiu where good friends, and always hung out with eachother.
One day you were going out to pick some jueyun chillies and you bumped into xinqiu and xiangling "Sorry my liege" Xinqiu said helping you up, "What are you doing out here?" Xiangling asked "Im just trying to find jueyun chillies to make a dish!" You replied back. "Oh, us too! Want to look together?" Xinqiu replied with "Yes sure!" you said back.
2 hours later, you couldnt find any jueyun chillies "Hm" you scracthed your head "What if someone took them all?" xiangling asked scared because she needed them for a dish "I think i know who took them" Xinqiu said. Suddenly a group of treasure hoarders appeared "AHH" you and xiangling screamed "Its okay, I'll protect you" Xingqiu said calmy. He took out a sword and started fighting, he had a water vision but for some reason, the water was... brown? You noticed that there was a stain on his pants that was the same color as the "water"
It also smelled really but, but then you realized that was... Shat!? "It seems you figured out my secret, my leigu"
He sprayed his diarrhea watery shat all over you, and it dripped down your forehead and changed your skin tone. Xingqiu licks a little diarrhea off your head, enjoying the warm, slimy sour taste of the poo as it dripped down your body. Xiangling had a horrified look on her face, and ran away. The treasure hoarders chased after her, leaving you and Xinqiu alone together. "H-how do you get your p-poo?"
"Well," Xinqiu replied "I suck it out of my bumhole to use as a weapon." "C-can i eat your poo?" You asked "Of course my leig, go ahead"
You lick the poo crust off your mustache, as it dried a little already. It tasted surpisingly good and you started licking all of it off your body. "I see you like it, want some more?" Xinqiu said with a smirk. "Y-yes!" Xinqiu pulled his pants down and squirted his nice, slimy poo on your face. You enjoy the taste of the warm poo, dripping down your face.
Italian playboy billionaire Marco Orsini has a dilemma. With the ultimatum to either marry or get disinherited, he must now find himself a wife before his grandfather's birthday--and he entrusts his fate on one woman to find him the perfect bride.
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Twenty-nine-year-old Francesa Marcolini never expected that the day will come when the handsome yet hateful playboy billionaire Marco Orisini would barge into her office and announce that he needs a wife. Despite being a teacher of etiquette and personality development, Francesa had no intention of becoming the matchmaker for this arrogant Italian no matter how determined he is for her help. But to Francesca's horror, she finds herself on that very job!
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