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
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 142: Family Members' Secret Classes
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 213: They Found Us!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 394: Settling Old Scores
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 236: Heartache of the Mechagod, The Last Queen of the Vampires
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 067.1: King Arthur: Excalibur! Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3708: The Spelling of Disaster
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
He Jiang: “Are you done watching them? Let’s go back.”
He hopped down from the rock and picked up Shang Jing’s sack. “Hurry up, don’t let your cold worsen.”
“You are such a jinx.” Shang Jing sniffled his nose. Ignoring his shattering self-esteem, he asked, “Are you going to accept my proposal?”
He Jiang would of course not tell him the agenda of his morning meeting. Calmly, he said, “It depends on your performance. To be honest, I am still not convinced you are capable of the coy wife role.”
Shang Jing’s eyes widened.
Oh! There’s hope! I knew it, no one would be unmoved by the attractive pay of a reality show!
“I definitely have the required acting skills!” At the very least, the film emperor himself had yet to notice my memory loss.
He Jiang: “Is that so? I’ll give you five days to prove yourself.”
Shang Jing stood on the rock and looked down at He Jiang condescendingly.
What does that mean? Does He Jiang want me to simp over him for five days before he agrees to the proposal? What a douchebag.
But a man should not be fixated on the little details.
Shang Jing closed his eyes and pictured what a coy wife should do. With much awkwardness, he called out, “H-hubby! Catch me!”
Hopping off the rock with his eyes closed, that was romantic…
“Wait!”
He Jiang quickly let go of the sack and spread his arms wide to receive Shang Jing. As their chests hit each other, the sound of their quickened heartbeats echoed around them.
The veins on He Jiang’s arms protruded out as he circled them tightly around Shang Jing’s waist. He seethed, “Do you think we are in the game? How can you jump off like that without looking?”
Shang Jing: “This isn’t even that high. Even if you didn’t catch me, I will still be fine.”
He paused.
What did He Jiang say?
Game?
The only memory he had recovered to date that had something to do with He Jiang was when they were playing a game. If he went a few rounds with him in that game, would it stimulate his brain and help him recover more of his memories?
But the issue was, what game did they play? He had seen He Jiang’s handphon
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