Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Even after Fang Qin had left, the faint smell of her shampoo still lingered in the car. To rid herself of the smell as soon as possible, Ange opened the car window.
However, when the hot wind outside blew into the car and struck her face, the discomfort she felt made her close the window immediately.
Pulling over by the roadside, Ange ruffled through her shoulder bag in irritation and pulled out a bottle of perfume. Then, she began randomly spraying the perfume around the car.
The strong perfume quickly covered up the unfamiliar scent. When Ange could no longer smell the scent of Fang Qin's shampoo, she sighed in relief. However, as she had sprayed too much perfume, the fragrant scent irritated her nose, and she ended up sneezing.
Almost at the same time, a certain someone's voice vividly echoed in her mind. "You smell nice..."
You smell nice...
You smell nice...
You smell nice…
That intoxicating voice lingered in her mind for a long time.
Suddenly, Ange felt her body heating up and her limbs going soft. Even when the perfume bottle in her hand fell to the floor, she did not look at it or pick it up.
When Ange shut her eyes, the memory of that night poured in like a tide, annihilating her sanity.
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It was something that had happened five days ago, which was the day before the opening of Ange's new shop.
That day, Ange had visited her cousin's home to discuss the final details about the shop's opening. By the time she left her cousin's house, it was already late at night.
While Ange waited for a red light at a certain intersection, a figure suddenly staggered over and knocked on her car's window.
The night was tranquil, and there were almost no cars and pedestrians on the street. Hence, the sudden appearance of a person by her window gave Ange the scare of her life.
Upon turning to the window, Ange found a drunk woman with messy hair erratically knocking on the window, the woman's mouth making random mutterings.
Less than half of the 90-second red light had gone by. Unable to stand incessant knocks, Ange rolled down the car window.
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