I'm the villainous Dragon King? I start with a free 100-pull gacha pull for the female lead!

Ye Shu was startled, then overjoyed.

"I found a talking dog! If I sell it, I'll be rich!"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Lu angrily pointed to the small antlers on his head and roared at the smug Ye Shu, "I am a reindeer! A reindeer! You despicable creature!"

"oh...."

Upon hearing this, Ye Shu looked disappointed.

"What the hell are you disappointed about?!" Qiao Lu nearly vomited blood in anger. "Are you really that eager to sell me off?!"

Ye Shu looked uninterested. "Why don't you tell me about that brat Santa Claus?"

"The story begins a long time ago."

Qiao Lu took a blackboard out of his crotch and tapped it with a teacher's stick to draw.

"There is a small wooden house in a very, very far place."

"A family of three lives in the wooden house."

"Every Christmas, Santa Claus will ride his reindeer to the roof of every child's house, sneak down the chimney, and put Christmas presents in their stockings."

"This tradition has lasted for a very, very long time."

"However, because Santa Claus is getting old, he is no longer able to do the job properly."

"So he wanted to give the job to his son, but his son preferred Halloween, so his son refused the offer."

"Santa Claus fell ill from anger."

"At this moment, the young owner stepped forward, looked at her sick grandfather, and said, 'I want to become Santa Claus and fulfill the children's wishes,' clenching her fist."

"So...is that kid a first-time Santa Claus?"

Ye Shu looked into the distance in disbelief. The petite figure was walking alone in the moonlight, leaving only a small silhouette behind.

"That's right." Qiao Lu nodded. "That's why we fell from the sky, because she actually couldn't pilot me at all."

"So, she participated in the World Martial Arts Tournament too?"

Ye Shu asked suspiciously.

"You have to participate in a martial arts tournament to be Santa Claus? Is the competition that fierce now?"

"Because Santa Claus is getting senile, he has completely forgotten about the presents he was going to give to the children this year and doesn't know where he put them."

Qiao Lu said helplessly:

"That's why the little master wants to participate in the martial arts tournament and use the prize money to buy gifts for the children. She's really working hard to become a proper Santa Claus."

"Then, what would happen if she didn't become Santa Claus?" Ye Shu continued to press.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Lu's face darkened:

"Then the next generation of the Dragon Kingdom will never have any wonderful Christmas memories again."

"No...no good Christmas memories?"

Ye Shu was taken aback.

He suddenly wondered what his Christmas memories from his childhood were like.

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W-what?!

Blank!

This realization made Ye Shu's eyes widen in fury.

"It's so tragic! How could such a tragic thing happen to the next generation of the Dragon Kingdom? This is simply a cruel deprivation of a happy childhood!"

boom!

Su Qingyue threw another punch.

"You rascal, Christmas is a foreign holiday, how could you possibly have any fond memories of it!"

"Forehead....."

Ye Shu was so badly beaten that he saw stars and stammered:

"Can children ever have too many wonderful memories? Whatever the holiday, as long as it makes children happy, it's a good holiday. And what if the children actually like Christmas?"

"Can you honestly say you never fantasized about gifts in your stockings, candy by your bedside, or a white-bearded old man when you were a kid?"

"Forehead....."

Su Qingyue immediately withdrew her fist and remained silent.

Actually, she did have a fantasy when she was little. She even made a very big stocking, hoping that Santa Claus would give her a cute little bunny.

"Even so, it's still too strange."

Su Qingyue muttered softly, but couldn't help asking curiously, "And then what? Did you help her?"

"And then..."

"Damn it! This kind of tragic thing absolutely cannot happen to the next generation of the Dragon Kingdom!"

"Captain's Secret Manual!"

Under the night sky, Ye Shu clenched his fists, his aura soaring to the heavens.

"Hey, what are you trying to do?!"

Qiao Lu was intimidated by his amazing aura.

"Gather all the money in the team to me!"

Ye Shu roared!

The Money Borrowing Technique is a secret technique that only the team leader can activate. It can concentrate all the team's money around Ye Shu, but it will also add an IOU and interest.

This secret technique is quite terrifying.

It should never be used except in a critical situation.

Peng!

A three-person-high bag suddenly fell behind Ye Shu, bulging and heavy, crashing to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Why...why did you use this secret technique?"

Do you know the consequences?

Qiao Lu was shocked.

Is this guy crazy?

"No consequence is as important as children's childhood, is it?"

Ye Shu smiled faintly, grasped the money pouch, and pushed it forward.

"Take this to that little brat and tell her she must become a proper Santa Claus."

"Why...why...?" Qiao Lu asked incredulously.

"I just did it, it was that simple."

Ye Shu smiled slightly, his demeanor carefree. He casually tossed the money pouch aside, then turned around, picked up a lollipop, and walked away into the distance under the moonlight, leaving behind only a desolate figure.

"Later... I ended up owing this much money."

As the memory ended, Ye Shu lay on the bed, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, and said melancholically.

Su Qingyue was stunned.

Although the process was bizarre.

But what if I always feel that my husband is kind of handsome?

"mua ah~"

She suddenly leaned in and gave him a big kiss on the cheek, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him: "Honey! Even though your story was a mess, that last part... was kind of cool!"

"I think so too."

Ye Shu touched his face and chuckled.

"And then what happened? Did the little girl become Santa Claus?" she asked, snuggling into Ye Shu's arms.

"And then..."

"The little girl was deported back to the snow country by customs because she did not have a visa and was suspected of illegal entry and smuggling."

"As for the money, it was also confiscated."

? ? ? ?

What kind of ending is this?

Su Qingyue suddenly raised her head, giving him a "Are you kidding me?" look. But looking at Ye Shu's serious expression, even though it was a very sad thing, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha, you big idiot."

"I borrowed so much money, but things didn't go well. Not only did the person run away, but I also lost all the money."

She laughed so hard her stomach twitched.

It took her a long time to recover. Clutching her stomach, she asked curiously, "So, you must have paid back quite a bit of money in all this time, right?"

"Not a single penny has been returned."

Ye Shu said in a serious tone, his expression as calm as if he had eaten thirty small breads for breakfast.