Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
The sound of running water coming from the bathroom did not last very long. When Tang Yu left the bathroom, she brought with her a cloud of steam. After showering, her cheeks looked pinkish, and hints of laziness could be seen in her eyes.
"You can go to sleep first if you're tired, Tang-Tang. I'm going to take my bath now," Yin Zhao-an said as a reminder, afraid that her Tang-Tang would stand still without knowing what to do again. Then, she grabbed a fresh set of clothes and walked into the bathroom.
The sound of running water flowed out of the bathroom again a moment later. Tang Yu hesitated for a moment before sitting at the edge of Yin Zhao-an's bed. Only after her body had cooled down sufficiently did she slowly crawl into the familiar bed.
The pillow was new, and the bedding was also new. They gave off a faint smell of lavender, which reassured Tang Yu.
The bedroom was very quiet when Yin Zhao-an left the bathroom, so Yin Zhao-an guessed that Tang Yu must have fallen asleep already.
Yin Zhao-an's short hair was wet and stuck to her scalp, and water could still be seen dripping from the ends of her hair. After wrapping a towel around her neck, she picked up her hairdryer and left the room.
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Yin Changcheng took off his reading glasses and caressed his chin, a frown forming on his face as he pondered over the data displayed on the computer.
Whirr—
A noise came from outside the door, causing his chaotic thoughts to grow even more chaotic. Eventually, his irritation caused him to leave the study to see what was going on outside.
Yin Zhao-an was standing next to the staircase on the first floor while drying her hair, the hairdryer she used plugged into a socket by the staircase. Her short, smooth hair slowly fluffed up under the constant stream of hot air. When she saw her father walking out of the study, she only glanced at him briefly before returning her attention to her hair.
"Hey, aren't you behaving less and less respectfully to me? Can't even bother to give your old man a greeting?" Yin Changchneg said,
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