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
She raised her head and stared at me blankly with her messy, wet, shampoo-fragrant-filled hair resting on her shoulder. She had on a set of home-wear while wearing a pair of slippers without socks. Not far behind her was her car, blinkers still on; evidently, she had come out from her home in a rush.
After recognizing me, the look in her eyes became strange: filled with caution, shock, and even a sliver of fear. Her face seemed deathly pale under the faint glow shining down on us.
Unlike her cute self when we were together during the day, she seemed like a completely different person now.
What happened to her during this short period of time?
Why did she come here alone at this hour?
I had many questions I wanted to ask. Yet, before I could speak, Tan Jiao asked in a slightly quivering voice, “Why… Why are you here?”
I looked down and fixed my gaze at her. “What about you? Why are you here?”
She looked me in the eye at close range before biting her lip briefly and said, “I have an appointment with someone.”
“Who?” I asked.
“Does it concern you?”
Again, her chilling, thorny, slightly stubborn attitude brought me to my senses. I raised my head and found that those birds had long disappeared. I let out a chuckle and said, “Indeed, it doesn’t concern me.”
She seemed to relax a little after hearing my answer and said, “Since this has nothing to do with you, please leave. I still have something to do.”
I did not move. Instead, I maintained both my hands pressed against the wall, trapping her in between. I asked her once more, “Who are you seeing?”
Anger and shock surfaced briefly in her eyes, but she did not seem like she would act upon her anger. For some reason, the way she looked made my heart somewhat soft.
She said with repressed anger in her voice, “You have also not told me why you’re here at this hour!”
I fell silent for a moment, looking at her innocent eyes while pondering whether to tell her my motive. That almost ridiculous reason of mine, running here: just because a flock of waterbirds had appeared in the w
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