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22. Tell me. Bai Yuanxiu hadn’t expected Zhou Xiaoxiao to say something like that. A trick. Bai Yuanxiu knew that although Xiao Qing often poked fun at him or stirred up trouble, he never spoke without reason. He waited a while, and when he saw the person standing in the shadows remain silent, he sighed heavily in his heart. So stubborn. Glancing at the sky that was beginning to lighten, Bai Yuanxiu figured this wasn’t something that could be explained quickly. So he looked at the…- 80.2 K • Completed
The Grand Duke’s gaze instantly turned sharp. Ah… this was exactly why Aeryl hadn’t wanted to ask. “You’re not asking out of personal curiosity, I assume.” “Of course not! I already know everything I need to know!” Aeryl replied firmly. “Then why ask something like that?” “I wanted to explain the reproductive functions of Alphas to Your Grace. I needed to know how much you already understood in order to explain properly…” “…Are you trying to give me sex…- 279.4 K • Completed
They arrived to the first floor. But the elevator doors didn’t open. Zhou Langxing froze for a second and reached out to press the open button. The doors didn’t budge. “Huh?” Zhou Shurong raised his pale face. “Is this because of me?” Zhou Langxing kept his composure and pressed the open button again. Still nothing. Zhou Shurong said, “Ah, the elevator’s broken. Press the emergency alarm.” He withdrew from Zhou Langxing’s body—no need to make things worse at a time…- 132.6 K • Completed
Chapter 36: A Stranger to His Face From outside the wooden door came a flurry of knocks, like a sudden downpour. “Officier Fang, are you and that captain at home?” Not long after, a silvery peal of laughter rang out. “We know you’re in there! We’ve brought something good for you!” The knocking went on all morning, the echoes bouncing around the courtyard. Fang Jingyu had no choice in the end—he climbed off the bed, pulled on an inner robe, and dragged his sickly body to open the…- 450.2 K • Completed
Meng Chuan fiddled with the gas stove for a long time, only to fail in the end. Wen Zhongyi stood beside him, nibbling on a chestnut pastry, and said blandly, “I told you to call a repairman.” Meng Chuan took a deep breath and, refusing to admit defeat, said, “The stove’s just poor quality. I’ll get you a new one tomorrow.” “Suit yourself,” Wen Zhongyi replied indifferently. Ten minutes later, a repairman arrived and quickly resolved the issue. The stove lit successfully. The…- 144.9 K • Completed
“Yasin is an artist.” At Yudit’s words, Yasin’s face flushed. He seemed pleased. “How can it be this beautiful? But… it’s a little sad.” Selena dabbed at the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. Yudit, too, had felt a whirlwind of emotions when he first saw the piece. If he had been alone, he might have quietly wept. “May I take a closer look?” “Yes.” When Selena gestured and spoke, mixing words with motions, Yasin nodded. Seen up close, the tapestry was even…- 396.9 K • Completed
Lian Ai tossed and turned through the night until dawn. At first light, he rose from bed. When Fen Zi entered the room carrying breakfast, she saw him already dressed and washed, sitting quietly by the table. “You’re up early, young master.” Fen Zi forced a smile as she placed each item from the tray onto the table. When she reached the last two, her movements slowed slightly. There was a trace of extra care in her hands. Lian Ai glanced down and saw a sheet of aged paper. He picked it up…- 157.9 K • Completed
Mu Yuan made a spontaneous decision to drop by the shop and have Ryan touch up one of his tattoos. The place was busy today, and since he didn’t make an appointment, he sat on the couch playing mobile games while waiting. A male customer who had just finished getting inked walked out of one of the rooms. As he passed Mu Yuan, he casually slipped a small note into Mu Yuan’s jacket pocket and gave him a flirty look. He mimed a phone call with his hand, mouthed “Call me back,” then turned and…- 147.2 K • Completed
After Morning Prayer, the monks gradually dispersed from the refectory. The Listener stayed behind, approaching The Mute, who was clearing away the soup bowls. "Brother, do you have any oil?" Oil? The Mute paused, looking at him in confusion. Of course, there was oil, but it was precious—only a tiny amount was used to prepare the vegetable soup and bread. The Listener pulled a row of ten gold coins from his sleeve. "Get me some," he said, tossing the money into The Mute's hand, which was still…- 103.8 K • Completed
- After returning from the refectory, The Convert entered the room, tossed down his scimitar, and was about to close the door when a hand wedged itself into the gap to stop it. He knew who it was and didn't bother resisting. He let go of the handle, allowing the other to enter. It was The Listener, looking agitated. He stepped inside, grabbed The Convert by the waist, and slammed him against the door with a thud. The Convert said nothing, his eyes lowered. His expression was so arrogant—so…
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