Chapter 50: Dangerous thoughts
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The fake crying had an unexpected effect. Zheng Yang came back looking displeased and immediately slumped onto the desk, staying that way until the end of self-study class. When she…
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Chapter 40: Playing the Role of a Female Imp, Then…
“Yes… yes… I’m sorry…” Hui Jin reluctantly responded, opened her small mouth, yawned widely, and glanced at Xia Che with her dark red eyes that were covered in a thin…
Chapter 39: The Red Exclamation Mark
“Hm?” “Why are you all red in the face?” “Baby~ You couldn’t be…” “Blushing?” Still aggressively teasing a seemingly straight girl, the girl stopped her tickling movements, instead wrapping her…
Chapter 34: Soul-snatching
The Court Mage watched Moya’s salute and leisurely drank his fourth cup of cocoa. Moya’s attitude of improvement was worth learning from for a worker like him, but unfortunately his…
Chapter 19: Hmm? Is this really what it means to go smoothly?
The night grew deeper. The lights in the defense room building remained bright. Before she knew it, Buzhihuo Huaye had fallen fast asleep on the office chair. “Ugh… huff… huff”…
Chapter 38: The Cohabitation Route Has Unlocked
… “Do I really have to eat all of it?” “I don’t like this… I don’t want to…” The girl leaning against the headboard had an expression and movements full…
Chapter 39: I’ll Kill You
“How did you get here?” Hui Jin sat up, becoming alert. ‘This guy never shows up for anything good.’ “Looks like I’m not very welcome.” Xia Che shrugged helplessly. “It’s…
Chapter 33: Discussion
Hearing Moya’s soft query, Aide’s eyes flickered. “You heard?” “No, but the Fake Lord’s expression changed very obviously.” “You’re really much more perceptive in some ways than I imagined.” The…
Chapter 18: Hmm? Is this really what foraging means?
Kivotos, 7:30 PM, D.U White Bird District, outside the Holy Tower, first floor of the New Defense Office Building, “Angel 24 Hours” convenience store. ‘Hua Ye seems weaker than other…
Chapter 49: Subject anxiety
Zheng Yang watched Zhang Zihan approach, tense. She instinctively glanced at Siyuan, who acted as if nothing was wrong, ignoring her entirely. But Zhang Zihan didn’t drape his arm over…