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
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
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 175 - Spirited Away By A Skill
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 060: Ground Control Palace, Everlasting Nether Capital!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 141: Sealed Artifact
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 209: You Said It
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 392: The Dirt Mound on the Hill
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.1: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (1)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3707: Searching for Clues
The voice of a staff member sounded from the other side, “He Jiang, are you ready? We are filming the waking up scene today.”
Afraid of letting them wait any longer, Shang Jing immediately went to get the door. They were boys, not girls, and could face the cameras right after putting on a shirt.
Ten cameras pointed at them the moment the door opened.
He Jiang covered his collarbone with his hand and said, “Hurry and shoot what you need.”
Cameraman, “He Jiang, is your throat not feeling well?”
Shang Jing: “He’s fine.”
Last night, He Jiang had made a bold declaration that if they shared a blanket, he would definitely not catch a cold.
Plus, he did not notice any signs of a cold today morning, especially since he had hugged him with such force.
If the douchebag wants to pretend to be sick in front of the nation to gain some pity points, I’ll definitely uphold my principles and expose him.
He Jiang: “...”
He put his hand down. “It’s true, I’m not down with a cold.”
I’m covering the teeth marks, you little idiot.
Shang Jing was sure there was a shift in all ten camera lenses pointing at He Jiang, hinting at them taking a closed-up shot.
He stuttered for a moment and his brain short-circuited. “I’m not the one who bit him.”
He Jiang: “Right, there’s a dog in this room.”
After sending away the cameramen who were trying their best to hold in their laughter, Shang Jing searched for a turtleneck to dress He Jiang in. His face was still burning with shame.
How can I bite He Jiang in such an obvious spot?!
I’m such an idiot!
After breakfast, the production team gathered all four teams together.
Yang Yue: “We will play a game to test your teamwork. Like the previous round, the couple with the strongest teamwork will gain 3 points, second place will gain 1 point, third place will remain in status quo and the last couple will have 1 point deducted from their total score.”
It was a simple game. Yang Yue would ask the questions and the guests would write their answers on a small whiteboard. If the answers given by both parties are the same, they would
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