Chapter 42: Signs of menstruation
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After basketball class, Zheng Yang was practically floating. She hadn’t played in so long. The feeling of running, jumping, and sweating on the court—the way she directed her teammates’ movements…
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Chapter 41: Chastity Crisis, Zhen
Olivia bounced up from the bed, her silver hair whipping an arc through the air, the ends brushing against Prunier’s face. Her bare feet pressed onto the pink sheets, leaving…
Chapter 33: A Seed Takes Root
“……” Chocolate cookies… Chocolate… The gaze that had been lingering on Yin Xiaomeng’s cheeks unconsciously drifted downward along the smooth curve of her neck. Just a moment ago, she should…
Chapter 35: The Strong Little Ilya Wants to Hold the Beauty Shiya Tight
The sea was eerily calm under the dark night sky, clusters of waves slapping against the hull with a splashing sound. Shiya adjusted the helm, casually brushing aside strands of…
Chapter 34: Keep Smiling While Signing the Contract
Hui Jin’s breath caught in her throat. She didn’t reach out to take it, so Xia Che just kept holding the phone out. Three pairs of eyes were fixed on…
Chapter 27: Threat
After changing clothes, Moya flew slowly, matching Aide’s pace. Although they had agreed to leave immediately, Aide was not in a hurry. He strolled leisurely ahead, making Moya so sleepy…
Chapter 64: Ghost Blood and Burning Dragon
The setting sun was as red as blood. That sinister laugh echoed. Tunzuo followed the sound and saw a tall, graceful red dragon witch exuding a sinister aura, stepping daintily…
Chapter 63: The Dragon Palace Banquet
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, scratching Tunzuo’s face like a cat’s paw, waking her up. Tunzuo rarely chose to stay in bed today. She…
Chapter 40: My First Time Might ……
Prunier suddenly pounced on Olivia, pinning her down onto the bed. The pink sheets wrinkled into a mess. Olivia’s back sank into the soft mattress, her silver hair spreading across…
Chapter 32: The Smell of a Losing Heroine
“…” “The next class isn’t English, why are you in such a hurry…” Watching the figure who had rushed back to their seat in a fluster, now swaying left and…