Chapter 54

A Jovem de uma Pequena Família da Dinastia Ming A primavera ainda não está verde. 2099 words 2026-08-04 23:16:13

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Yu Mengdie slowly lit the oil lamp on the desk. As the sky hovered between dusk and night, the lamp cast a feeble glow no brighter than a firefly.

Wolf rode the giant bee Ruruto through the air, charging directly toward the location of the colossal "lobster."

He was utterly disappointed! He had once truly felt a sense of guilt toward Xiaoxiao, but what about now?

Chen Qing was sweating profusely, casting stealthy glances at the gathered hunters. Fortunately, none of them wore reproachful expressions.

"Don't be afraid! Look, you've eaten so much of my food and I haven't said a word. Let's have a nice chat. You can stay as far away from me as you like, and I promise not to touch you." Chen Gao raised both hands to signal he meant no harm.

"The five of us have already discussed it this time and collectively decided we're fed up with them. We're taking a half-month break first, and we'll go after we've recovered. At the same time, it's a way to give the Basketball Association a taste of our power!" At this moment, Hu Ren also walked over.

Hearing these discussions, the Fire Rose Spider, the Beast Kuan, and the others suddenly began to worry for Teacher Zhusha. Deep down, the few of them even secretly resolved that, win or lose, they were going to follow Teacher Zhusha no matter what.

By the way, what was the purpose of me muttering to myself here for so long? Why is there not the slightest movement inside my stomach? Weren't there supposed to be fetal movements? I ask you, it's been four months, how come it's still exactly the same as before? Could it be that I am carrying some kind of freakish monster?

Besides, this father clearly wields immense influence and power; otherwise, how could he possibly make all these influential social media bloggers issue public apologies?

"Awoo~~" Receiving their command, the eight kobold warriors immediately swarmed forward, brandishing their bone spears and thrusting from all directions.

A well-proportioned, exquisitely crafted hand reminiscent of a work of art pressed the switch, and the flow of water from the showerhead stopped.

Though his features could not be clearly distinguished, his slightly upturned slender eyebrows and lightly tilted outer corners of the eyes revealed that this person undoubtedly possessed breathtaking, city-toppling beauty.

Saturday night was a time when everyone rested, and from seven to midnight was regarded by all as the golden hour.

Although the order was issued by Xiao Zhen, everyone knew that the primary reason they stopped in this West Wind Town today was Er Xi.

Even people of Ling He and Ling Su's generation from the Ling family had no idea that such a deep-seated enmity existed with the Underworld City.

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Nearby, Bai Hao sat down without changing his expression, letting Sakura flirt with that Ryan to her heart's content. He looked left and right, and upon confirming there were no suspicious cameras anywhere, he finally turned his head back.

Immediately afterward, the boy took off his swallow-tailed tuxedo, left wearing only a thin undergarment, and obediently lay down on the bed.

Of course, whether this was true or not remained a mystery, seeing as they kept some distance from those ancient martial arts families.

Xiao Zhi sat on the sofa, his gaze drifting toward Ji Jiuer on and off. Watching him carry plate after plate of food into the room and walk back out with a face full of joy, what on earth was making him so happy? The smile on his face hadn't stopped all day.

Having heard Xiao Ling's words, Qin Honglian looked at him in a daze, never expecting that he would make such a modest request.

The Great Elder shook his head dismissively and smiled with a chuckle, "Is my worthy nephew still speaking in riddles with me? Just take a look at what this is!" Before his voice faded, a stack of tattered leather booklets and several sheets of yellow paper of varying colors and textures appeared piled in the Great Elder's hands.

"Come over and sit down first!" Xu Xiuxiu motioned for the two of them, then turned around to call out Song Yuanhuan, whom she had dispatched to the kitchen to clean up.

Gu Chen was overjoyed. He laughed aloud, a heroic and boundless pride surging in his heart. The mere thought of Xing Yun's ugly visage filled him with wrath.

"Hey! They're coming, they're coming!" Uproar erupted from all around. Everyone looked up to see yet another airship slowly descending from the sky.

"That's more like it." Xia Yan was relatively confident in her son. Although he couldn't quite compare to Qiao Xianyun, compared to others, his appearance was considerably more handsome.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengce felt a chaotic storm of mixed emotions churn within his heart. The moment he recalled that his biological mother, Wu Linna, had hired Kim Ji-yeon to orchestrate a scheme that deceived him for all these years, he could not help but feel waves of heart-wrenching pain and indescribable agony.

A jade bangle of this caliber was something money might not even be able to buy in the future, as jadeite of such fine quality was exceedingly rare.

Beneath the canopy of leaves, the emperor—with his delicate and fair facial features—grinned widely, revealing a row of snow-white teeth.

Miannian thought for a moment and decided not to hide it. She told him about Xue Tao's phone call and Zhang Yan's unusual behavior.

At that time, Jiang Chengce was still working as a stunt double in a film crew. It was a period drama about an ethnic minority, and the shooting location was set in the Evenki grasslands within the Greater Khingan Mountains.

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If Situ Yanrong truly dared to hire a gu master to secretly afflict Cheng Su with curses, then the Mo family would probably make sure Situ Yanrong knew no peace either.

Their abilities varied in tier, ranging from fledgling novice Onmyoji to practitioners capable of handling some truly tricky and troublesome spirits.

On a pieced-together purple dining table sat over a dozen dishes—soups, courses, meats, and greens—which appeared exceptionally extravagant given the location and the circumstances.

Rin walked over, but Li Shou intercepted him with an extended arm from a distance, causing Rin to halt before the front of the vehicle. The latter then grinned obsequiously and sidled up to Liu Yang, making to throw an arm around his shoulder.

A sense of unprecedented despondency paradoxically made his heart feel a little lighter. Rin picked up his incessantly ringing phone.

Gazing at the gigantic ghostly shadow of a monkey lingering behind Tian Huang, Situ Xing let out a cold snort, speaking as if swearing an oath.

At the mention of the title "men of letters," lingering regrets remained hard to soothe, causing him to unconsciously apply a bit of force to his grip. Sensing this, Lady Ning turned her hands over and clasped her husband's hands in return.

"What were you talking to him about just now?" Liu Ruoyin walked over and sat down on the chair opposite Lin Feng, asking in a casual tone.

Looking at his reluctant younger sister, how could Rin bear to refuse? No matter how exhausted or helpless he felt, he still had to force a smile that would give her peace of mind. After all, he had already become the pillar of this household.

She couldn't very well say, Eldest Big Brother, I was wondering what our first time might be like, could she?

The original owner had been captured by them to be used as a hostage, and Ding Jie had sent people to demand a large sum of money from her family for her ransom. To her dismay, her family had not sent any money at all, adopting a callous, laissez-faire attitude instead.

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