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
That was my best friend, Zhuang Yu.
From afar, she looked exceedingly beautiful and elegant. Even though she had placed her hair into a casual ponytail, wearing a black T-shirt and leggings while having no make-up on, her beautiful appearance was still unconcealable. If she had permitted her pictures to be posted online, she would definitely top the charts for the most beautiful author.
It was just that… her growth seemed a little quick for a 19-year-old, so she had a mature woman’s charm. Using her own words, “F*ck me and my nubile appearance.” In fact, no one would suspect a thing if I said she was a beautiful and young married woman. That was why she and her nephew, Xiaohao, would always get the parent-child discounts at restaurants without fail, without presenting any identification at all.
This was one of Zhuang Yu’s pains. She was okay with her mature look, just not her overly feminine appearance; she had long, shapely eyebrows, a small, pointy nose, cherry lips, a 34C bust, and a 21-inch waist. Even with a 10 Yuan shirt on, she would still look like an alluring, young sugar baby. Obviously, this did not fit her gaming all-day, beer-drinking, sci-fi author personality. To quote her again, “F*ck! One of these days I’ll shave my head to prove my true self!”
When the dishes arrived, all of us started eating. Xiaohao was especially focused with his head lowered. Zhuang Yu and I started chatting, with her asking, “Didn’t you say you dreamt about the man on the ship? What happened next?”
“Why would there be a continuation to a dream? But something strange did happen. I met a guy that looked exactly like the man in my dreams.” I proceeded to tell her about my encounter with Wu Yu at the auto repair shop.
Abruptly, Zhuang Yu had a very serious expression.
My heart sank, and I asked, “What’s the matter?”
With a thoughtful look on her face, Zhuang Yu placed down her chopsticks and said leisurely, “Perhaps one of them came from a parallel universe.”
As I became dumbfounded, she had already let out a giggle and said, “Bu
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