Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
He Jiang had already gotten off the ladder and was ready to return it back to the hotel’s utility room. Before he could do so, Shang Jing grabbed his wrist. “Take it down, quick!”
But that did not stop He Jiang. With the ladder secured under his armpit, he acknowledged calmly, “Mm, it looks pretty good.”
Shang Jing was beyond embarrassed. The poster seemed to be reminding anyone who sees it of some M18 matters. It would be bad if He Jiang generated such thoughts from that. Shang Jing shrieked, “Hurry and take it down! You can’t give birth anyway!”
He Jiang: “You can try.”
Shang Jing: “How shameless.”
He was wild with rage. With the live broadcast in mind, he decided to capitalize on the chance to bad-mouth He Jiang. He stood in front of a rolling camera. “Did everyone see that? Such an old-fashioned and male-chauvinistic man! This is how he bullies me everyday!”
By 7PM, all of the couples were back at the hotel with their spoils of ‘war’.
Amongst them were kitchen utensils, refrigerators and ingredients for tomorrow’s meals. Shang Jing looked on with envy, they were only left with 400 yuan, what were they going to eat tomorrow?
Thinking about the extravagant seafood feast they were going to have tonight, Shang Jing had half a mind to borrow some money from Zhuang Qin to buy a refrigerator to keep some of the leftovers for the days to come.
Yang Yue: “Considering the complaints we have received from all of you pertaining to the monetary gift today morning, we will be playing a game now.”
“Ju Zhou, Huan Nalan, Zhuang Qin and Shang Jing, four of you all play a match in PUBG. The person who survives the longest will get a prize. Husbands-to-be, you will be betting on their elimination sequence.”
Shang Jing's eyes immediately lit up with the mention of PUBG. This was his chance to make a killing! As expected, it was definitely easier to earn a living with one’s skills than rely on looks.
“You better bet on me surviving to the end! Go all in and we will be able to afford some pots and pans tomorrow.”
He Jiang: “Got it. Remember to tu
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