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
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
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
He Jiang must have been very exhausted, he did not even lock his door.
Shang Jing rushed to his bedside and pushed the sleeping He Jiang, shouting, “Landlord! Landlord!”
He Jiang did not move.
Shang Jing crouched beside his ear and whispered, “He Jiang, I want to keep a kitten.”
He Jiang’s eyes crack open a line to look at Shang Jing. He stretched out a hand and rustled his hair. In a seemingly ordering yet gentle and tired tone, he croaked, “Hush.”
And flipped his body over, burying his head in the sheets.
Shang Jing was not deterred. He ran to the other side of the bed and repeatedly pushed him. “Landlord, He Jiang!”
Thunder was rolling outside. Seeing as He Jiang was not waking up and he was in a rush, he slapped his waist and shouted, “Hubby!”
Shang Jing finally understood why He Jiang did not want him calling him ‘Hubby’. Because everytime he did that, he would have an intriguing expression on his face.
That’s a good finding. I should use this more often in critical moments.
He Jiang: “...”
He sat up in his bed, a little annoyed from being woken up but ultimately did not dare to express his dissatisfaction. “What is it?”
Shang Jing raised his eyebrows. It seemed calling him ‘Hubby’ was still very effective. In a very sincere tone, he said, “I want to keep a kitten.”
He Jiang: “Can you first take good care of yourself?”
Shang Jing: “I’ve my eyes on a cat.”
He Jiang: “... Then keep it.”
Shang Jing: “It’s now beside the rubbish bin.”
He Jiang’s eyes were half-closed. “So?”
Shang Jing: “Can you help me catch it? Please…”
He Jiang: “Can’t you do it yourself?”
Shang Jing shivered in fear. “I can’t touch it. I’m afraid it will run away.”
Shang Jing was speechless for two seconds. Remembering how Shang Jing handled things today, he would rather be the one catching the cat. After all, he would not want to search all three levels of the house for a cat that can run faster than crabs.
“What do I owe you to deserve this?” He Jiang climbed out of bed, still feeling irritated, and put on a top. He ordered, “Go get a box.”
Shang Jing happily went
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