Chapter 53 Making Dumplings Together

Not stopping after her kiss, Yaoyao pulled her brother's hand and urged him to kiss Mommy too.

"Brother, give Mommy a kiss too."

The five-year-old boy already understood the distinction between boys and girls. Blushing and acting shy, he said, "I'm a boy, and Mommy is a girl. Boys aren't supposed to kiss girls."

Hearing his little-adult-like words, Lu Mingyue was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.

"There are many kinds of kisses. Kissing Mommy's and your sister's cheeks is simply an expression of family—"

Though gritting his teeth in fury, Ah Hai no longer dared to let out even a breath; Sun Dianying nearly tumbled from the coffin, his revolutionary fighting spirit instantly vanishing into thin air. The sound of incessant kowtowing still echoed through the underground palace, coming first from the old eunuch He Changzai, and followed by the other officers and soldiers.

Li Longsheng's eyes could not help but grow moist, whether out of guilt or infected by some inexplicable aura. The camels no longer obeyed commands, kneeling collectively in the desert and wailing toward the sky, as if providing accompaniment to Inca's ballad.

Approaching the whale Alice, he reached out to touch her head, sending his spiritual power seeping deep into her body to examine her internal condition.

However, her wings had already been wounded by the Tang saber, and her tattered feather cloak lay discarded on the ground; she would likely never fly again.

That's right, to demonstrate his loyalty, the God Wuxu had already signed a contract with Qin Xuan—though naturally, it was merely a pact for a contracted beast, and his loyalty rating was a mere 80.

In particular, the unique aura emanating from the Wights—an aura fiercely rejected by both mortals and ghosts alike—caused the hairs all over their bodies to stand on end in profound discomfort.

Mieda's sewing skills were not particularly exceptional, and she asked why they hadn't asked someone from the tailoring or garment-making division instead.

"Rumble!" As the host's voice faded, the iron floodgate in front of Zhang Fan slowly rose, and he stepped out through the gate with a nonchalant air.

Qin Xuan looked toward Feng Xiran, who merely raised a hand to signal that Qin Xuan should figure it out himself. While this made Qin Xuan feel deeply uncomfortable, it also made him acutely aware of the gap between himself and Gu Zhuxia.

Those fox demons who saw that Tushan Wan'er had already fled knew that resistance meant certain death, so they immediately switched sides and began cursing Tushan Wan'er.

At this thought, Elaine suddenly realized a huge problem—where on earth was the "King" who had summoned her?

This world was intensely pragmatic. Evaluating whether a profession was good or not boiled down to four simple words: "Can it lead to immortality?" If yes, it was good; if no, it was trash.

Mofei and the True Martial Emperor stood back-to-back, each perched upon a block of ice. Mofei spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed, "Damn it, even after being heavily injured, he can still hurt me." Meanwhile, the True Martial Emperor showed no visible injuries on the surface. But a moment later, the True Martial Emperor crashed heavily onto the ice with a dull thud.

Among all the disciples, only a handful like Luoya, Yunyao, and Wang Chunyang could perceive even a sliver of it. Others like Shiji and Sun Yu were completely unaffected by this murderous intent; their cultivation was simply too low to sense this coercion emanating from a saint.

"How do you propose we handle this, then?" Hearing the driver speak with such excessive insolence, Zhao Zhengce could not help but chime in.

Winning the Swiss Cup got you the Old Man's Cut-In. The Swiss League championship carried even greater weight, and the treasure produced by the mystery box certainly couldn't be inferior to the Old Man's Cut-In, could it?

Having not seen him for many years, Chen Shandong looked much older, carrying an added air of melancholy from weathering the vicissitudes of life and unfulfilled ambitions.

"You've still got to work hard for it, though. Such a huge cake just sitting there makes people's mouths water!" Seeing Xiao Han put it that way, Chen Hu regained a bit of his spirit.

"Sigh, don't ask. We're just here to wait on people, aren't we? I told him ages ago that we had a layer of meetings to attend, but he still hasn't come back, so I have to go pick him up."

By this point, there was no room for hesitation. Yashesha relaxed her mind, allowing the traction force emitted by the Two Realms Ring to enter her spiritual essence.

As early as her past life, Liyue had already mastered the skill of entering deep sleep in the shortest possible time to adjust herself most effectively.