Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 202 - Prerequisite Mission Of The True Fire God's Palace
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.03 - Northern District's Mist
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 263: You Betrayed Me
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 412.1: Clearwater Mountain - Part 1
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 246.2: Prosperity, Report to My Room Tonight… (2)
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 927: Hell in Immortal Pharma
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 36: Killing the Caesar
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 262: One Will Suffice
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 750- Heaven on the left, hell on the right
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 893 - Hephaestus's Flame
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 749- One step board
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 772: Major Victory
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 201 - Strange Flower; Fire God's Key
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.02 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 071: Kong Xuan’s Disappointment
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 159: Ones Pursuing Fairness
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 261: I Am Fang Xiaotu
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 411: Resolving Grudges on the Spot
Bang!
Shang Jing rolled off the bed and woke up in shock.
Was that a dream?
That was way too realistic.
Wait… What kind of dream was that?
As the memories of the dream replayed in his mind, a blush tainted his cheeks.
What happened in my dream does not count. It’s all He Jiang’s fault for mentioning something about filming or not earlier in the day, I have nothing to do with it.
Shang Jing consoled himself as he got up from the floor.
Suddenly, he froze.
After a few seconds, he rushed into the bathroom and locked the door.
Approximately 25 minutes later, Shang Jing splashed cold water onto his face in an attempt to put out the fire in him.
It was only 6.50AM, He Jiang should still be asleep. Like a thief, he sneaked out into the balcony with his newly washed underwear to dry it.
But just as he was about to hang it up onto the drying rack, a ruffling sounded from behind him.
He Jiang’s voice was hoarse and thick with sleepiness as he asked, “What are you doing?”
“Nothing…” Shang Jing quickly stuffed the underwear back into his pocket and turned around naturally. “Why are you up so early?”
He Jiang poured some hot water into his cup. ‘“I have some work scheduled today. I’ll be leaving soon.”
“Oh… You’re such a busy man.” Shang Jing pressed on the bump in his pocket with his palm and walked past He Jiang with as much calmness as he could muster. He continued, “The weather looks good, I’ll go for a run.”
And off he went, leaving nothing in his wake.
400 meters away, after ensuring the house was out of sight from every angle, he approached a rubbish bin carefully, ready to get rid of the evidence.
It was no longer safe to dry his underwear at home.
But even after standing by the bin for a while, he still could not get past his embarrassment and muster up the courage to take out the wrung-dried underwear from his pocket.
Will I be treated as a pervert by the cleaning lady for throwing out my underwear so early in the morning?
Even though the cleaning lady will not know who the culprit is.
Thus, resulting in the scene where he visited three rub
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