July 28th, Tomato is back~~~~
This is Tomato's fifth book.
Of the previous four, three were xianxia cultivation novels and one was Western fantasy. This fifth...
"Better safe than sorry!" Qu Wurong insisted on her opinion. Without waiting for his response, she walked out of the flower hall on her own and ordered someone to prepare ginger soup.
"Haha," Zhu Lin couldn't help but laugh from the side, and Xiang Haiyuan also burst out laughing.
"I specifically made it look like a boy... so... nobody should laugh at it..." she explained weakly, her words betraying the fact that she still really wanted to give this cloth doll to him.
Xing Haodong nodded in understanding, continuing to watch Chu Hemeng with a faint smile. When Chu Hemeng looked at the performance and wanted something to eat, he would proactively hand her snacks, gazing at her without blinking, as if he could never tire of looking at her.
Just as she was confused, the elevator suddenly shook. Chu Hemeng looked up in alarm, and even the incandescent light above her head started flickering. Was the elevator broken? Panicked, Chu Hemeng immediately pressed the elevator floor buttons and the emergency call button, but the young man suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
"Ugh... I won't accept this! Sister Chang and Sister Lu are ganging up on me... I just thought Sister Lu was pretty and couldn't help myself, so I looked a couple more times. That's only human!" Liu Yunyun was dragged all the way to the warm kang bed at the far end of the room, where she shook her arms and acted coquettishly in front of it.
Being reminded by her, Qu Wurong suddenly remembered that before they were married, he had indeed taken her once to the manor he had mentioned, and he had even said he would give that estate to her. But because quite some time had passed, she had forgotten about it.
The moon sank behind dark clouds, bamboo rustled in the wind, and night mist enveloped the bamboo grove. A dark figure lightly tapped its steps across craggy rocks, leaping down into the bamboo forest.
Wah... I ran back to my room crying. I'm a bad brother, I'm a bad brother. Because I didn't like my sister, Mom and Dad swapped her away.
"What's wrong..." Xing Haodong opened his eyes groggily, and the鹤喀 in front of him seemed to have two heads.
"It's nothing. He'll understand someday!" Mu Yang brushed aside the bangs from Li Yue's forehead and helped her back to her room.
Not only did the formless Emperor's side just realize it now—even Yao Yue and Li Lie had bewildered expressions, secretly marveling at how capable that fellow Chu Yang had become, managing to escape while keeping it hidden from everyone.
Princess Wangyue walked over and kicked Yu Yong square in the chest, making him scream in pain.
At this moment, the bead was lodged at the exit of the stomach. The fox wanted to return to the stomach but couldn't, and behind it came waves of foul-smelling feces, leaving it in a dilemma. Finally, in its desperation, it immediately transformed into a wisp of black smoke and slipped out through the large intestine.
"Your opponent is me—be sure to pick the right one." Just as Yun Fan was about to face the last remaining demonic corpse, a figure suddenly appeared beside it.
"Silly girl, what are you worried about? What was lost before, I'll get back with interest. Understand?" Li Yue looked at Xin'er with gratification, relieved that she hadn't misjudged the girl.
Qin Siyan wasn't accustomed to such lively scenes. She gave an awkward, forced smile and quietly retreated to the window.
After a quick wash, Ye Tian immediately drove to Zhuang Mengdie's house, picked her up along with her Siamese cat, and headed to the police station.
Ye Tian finished speaking and looked at Lu Fei and the old man with a smile, as if expecting their answer.
No matter how Wang Peng couldn't decipher the political layout in the city, at least he had figured out one thing: while Dong Zhanfeng and Nian Baiyang were using Wutong as a chessboard to play their game, Pan Guangning was using the entire Ningcheng City as his chessboard, and on Pan Guangning's board, Wutong was merely one piece among many.