Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 11: Dry Duck vs. Dry Duck
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 212: Scrape All Of the Martial Arts Legacies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 705- King Ghost Kill
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 868 - Holy City Shaken
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 704- We do our own thing
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 755: The Cloud Ancestor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 176 - One Against Five
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 703- Nightmare Cannibal Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 155 - Dekan Doesn't Swindle Honest Folks
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 154 - Mauleon's Wealth-Building Skills
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 867 - Godlike Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 702- Tough battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 754: Testing
He Jiang was stunned. The hand that failed to stop Shang Jing was still hovering midair. Everything had happened so fast. He could only watch helplessly as Shang Jing approached him with his wound.
He called me Hubby again.
What can he not do to get out of cooking? Where’s his pride?
Shang Jing shifted backward with his head in his hands. He was unsure whether he was still in his dream or not.
Usually, he would not be this unsure. But the cold and hard expression of He Jiang was an exact replica of the He Jiang in his dream.
The imaginary simp lifestyle from the diary immediately had an image to it.
Shang Jing’s blood started to boil and pushed He Jiang away with one hand.
It was too suffocating. How could he call someone like him ‘Hubby’?
He Jiang stared at Shang Jing and clenched his teeth in anger.
Buttering him up when he had a request and disregarding him when there’s none. What a two-faced guy.
“Are you awake now?”
“Mm.”
He Jiang: “Get changed.” He gestured in the direction of the new clothes with his eyes.
Suppressing his urge to smack Shang Jing on the butt, he grabbed a pillow from beside him to cover his exposed thighs before finally leaving the room with a deep sigh.
Shang Jing drew the curtains and checked himself out in the mirror. The bruises made it seem like he was domestically abused in his sleep.
If he did not know he was previously in a car accident, he would have thought He Jiang did it.
He rubbed his sore cheeks.
I am such a kind person. If it was someone else, they would have taken a photo of themselves now to use as evidence against He Jiang for domestic abuse.
Shang Jing took his time to wash up.
Counting on me to make breakfast? You can starve first.
He surveyed the clothes Lin Lin brought over. As per his request, more than half of them were singlets and shorts.
Wow, there’s also a new box of underwear!
Lin Lin is such a kind person.
Shang Jing threw all the underwear into the washing machine and put on a pair of shorts from the collection.
However, the underwear he had on was as long as the sports shorts. Whenev
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