Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Loser System and Berserker Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 41: The Weaving Shadow Nest Is Your Most Loyal Servant!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.2: Reverse Scale - Part 2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 257: Transmigration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 335: Cursed Daughter
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195.5- Area beneath the walls (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 326 - Can You Guess How I Felt At That Moment?
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 953: Old Friends
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195- Area beneath the walls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 25.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.1: Reverse Scale - Part 1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 334: We're Very Welcoming
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 256: Enter the Door
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 325 - They're Out Of Luck
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1194- Top Flower
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 952: A Hundred Years of Accumulation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1193- Heaven and Earth as one
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 324 - A Bunch Of Fake Gods; Princess Dongfang Yao
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 24.2
After he brought a glass over, I reached over the railings and took it to pour him some wine. As he lowered his head, he appeared fixated on something. I had no idea if he was staring at the wine or something else. Noticing a few calluses on his fingers and wet ink on his wrist, I suddenly found this guy somewhat cute.
His eyebrows relaxed after tasting the wine.
I asked, “It tastes good, right?”
He answered, “It’s very good.”
With a hint of joy, I said, “This is my mother’s brew, an exclusive and unique brew.”
A gentle look appeared on his face as he said, “No wonder, cheers.”
I felt like he was a pleasant guy to be around.
I refilled our cups—both halfway to the top—after he gulped down his first cup. Clouds quickly gathered around the sun to cover it, providing us with shade. We leaned on the railing and slowly enjoyed the wine as a breeze blew over us.
He asked, “Did you come with friends?”
I answered, “No, I came alone.”
He looked shocked, probably because he rarely came across girls that traveled alone.
After finishing his glass of wine in one go, he gazed at the sea while rubbing the wine glass with his finger before asking, “Since you came alone and need to have dinner afterward, would you mind if… we sat together? We can talk more at dinner.”
Even though I had only spent half an hour with him, my heart gently and briefly pound against my chest when he asked me that.
It was not that I had not been hit on before; it was just that those previous guys were average.
Looking at the waters as well, I replied, “Sure.”
He smiled. I have to say, the way he looked down and smiled was very moving. A bright and clean smile that seemed like wind blowing through a bamboo forest. To my surprise, my face felt warm so I had no choice but to turn my head away. Pretending to look at some scenery, pretending to be a mature and calm woman when faced with this kind of situation.
Yet, I saw a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. This made me think that he did not hit on women often. That was what my instincts told me.
“Shall we mee
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