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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 38: The Reenactment of a Classic
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 266: If I See One, I’ll Kill One
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 754- Another way of control part 1
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 895 - Hidden Apex Power
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 753- Accumulation
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 774: Reformation (1)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 203 - Do You Think That The 12 Of Us Can't Match Up To Him?
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.04 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 072: Ancestor Mang Shan’s Bitterness
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 160: Salt-stealing Bandit
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 265: Finding a Helper
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 412.2: Clearwater Mountain - Part 2
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 247: Blood Addicted Queen
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 07 Chapter 001.1: Memories Finally Awakened, Part 1
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 37: The Romain Standard Spear
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 928: Deep Inside the Black Box
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 264: Staying at the Ye Clan
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 752- Self created gold equipment
He Jiang: “Are you done watching them? Let’s go back.”
He hopped down from the rock and picked up Shang Jing’s sack. “Hurry up, don’t let your cold worsen.”
“You are such a jinx.” Shang Jing sniffled his nose. Ignoring his shattering self-esteem, he asked, “Are you going to accept my proposal?”
He Jiang would of course not tell him the agenda of his morning meeting. Calmly, he said, “It depends on your performance. To be honest, I am still not convinced you are capable of the coy wife role.”
Shang Jing’s eyes widened.
Oh! There’s hope! I knew it, no one would be unmoved by the attractive pay of a reality show!
“I definitely have the required acting skills!” At the very least, the film emperor himself had yet to notice my memory loss.
He Jiang: “Is that so? I’ll give you five days to prove yourself.”
Shang Jing stood on the rock and looked down at He Jiang condescendingly.
What does that mean? Does He Jiang want me to simp over him for five days before he agrees to the proposal? What a douchebag.
But a man should not be fixated on the little details.
Shang Jing closed his eyes and pictured what a coy wife should do. With much awkwardness, he called out, “H-hubby! Catch me!”
Hopping off the rock with his eyes closed, that was romantic…
“Wait!”
He Jiang quickly let go of the sack and spread his arms wide to receive Shang Jing. As their chests hit each other, the sound of their quickened heartbeats echoed around them.
The veins on He Jiang’s arms protruded out as he circled them tightly around Shang Jing’s waist. He seethed, “Do you think we are in the game? How can you jump off like that without looking?”
Shang Jing: “This isn’t even that high. Even if you didn’t catch me, I will still be fine.”
He paused.
What did He Jiang say?
Game?
The only memory he had recovered to date that had something to do with He Jiang was when they were playing a game. If he went a few rounds with him in that game, would it stimulate his brain and help him recover more of his memories?
But the issue was, what game did they play? He had seen He Jiang’s handphon
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