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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
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
Ever since that night of absurdity, Ange had frequently thought to herself, What is my relationship with Fang Qin?
Are we friends? Pen pals?
If it wasn't for Fragrant Citrus harassing her this time, Ange felt that she might never meet Fang Qin ever again. In that case, Fang Qin would become nothing but a passerby in her life.
Since she is a passerby, I don't need to invest too many emotions into her. I don't need to get too involved with her.
Ange had repeatedly told this to herself throughout her flight from Shanghai to S City. However, when she met Fang Qin again at the airport, she realized that she still couldn't let go.
As soon as Ange saw that familiar face again, she immediately recalled that night. She couldn't forget the messy kiss that carried the scent of alcohol, and neither could she forget the scorching hands that burnt her body. Ange also vividly remembered the time when Fang Qin stayed over at her house. She remembered the blue nightgown Fang Qin wore, the time Fang Qin grabbed her hands and refused to let go, and the passionate gaze Fang Qin used to look at her at the time.
Fang Qin was by no means stunningly beautiful. She wasn't a match for Fragrant Citrus, whether it be in terms of appearance or figure. Yet, for some reason, Ange found herself constantly thinking about the woman.
After Fang Qin left her house, Ange had trouble sleeping the first few nights. Whenever Ange closed her eyes, that woman's face would appear in her mind, her smile exuding a fatal temptation.
Ange had always thought that woman was poisonous.
For this reason, Ange had her housekeeper do a thorough clean-up of her home as if doing so would erase the fact that Fang Qin had ever visited the place.
However, when Ange saw the blue satin nightgown mixed in the laundry the housekeeper did, she started losing her mind once again.
Ange had originally thought to throw the sexy nightgown away. However, when the housekeeper heard Ange's decision, she said, "It'd be a waste to throw away such a good nightgown."
Ange hesitated because of these wo
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