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!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
"I-I'm sorry! I-I didn't do it on purpose!" Tang Yu frantically reached for the box of tissues on the desk. However, she accidentally knocked over the cup of water on the desk in her haste, the water in the cup spilling all over Yin Zhao-an's keyboard.
Fumes immediately rose from the keyboard, and even the monitor's screen had gone dark. However, despite the fumes, Tang Yu still tried to wipe it with the tissue she had just grabbed.
Yin Zhao-an's heart thumped when she saw this. Hurriedly, she pulled Tang Yu's hand away from the desk and simultaneously cut off the main power supply.
"What are you doing?! Didn't I say not to come in?! Are you satisfied now?!" Yin Zhao-an angrily pushed Tang Yu's hand away when she saw the mess in her room.
Tang Yu choked. While trying to keep her voice from trembling, she said, "I didn't mean to…"
Yin Zhao-an took a deep breath and closed her eyes, desperately trying to calm herself down. Then, she said, "Forget it. Just go out…"
Her clothes were soaked with fish soup. When exposed to the air, the soup instantly cooled, and the originally fragrant smell of the soup intensified to the point where it became suffocating. The sticky feeling she experienced all over her body only worsened her mood.
"An-An, I'll wash your clothes… It'll be uncomfortable to keep wearing it like this…" Tang Yu tentatively reached toward Yin Zhao-an and pinched the corner of her sleeve, her voice full of caution and guilt.
"Get out!"
"An-An…"
"I told you to get out!" Yin Zhao-an fiercely shook off the hand that was pulling at her sleeve, her eyes reddened with anger.
The room suddenly became quiet, and only the wind whistling outside the window could be heard.
Tang Yu stopped speaking. She crouched down and collected the broken pieces of porcelain on the floor. Then, she silently left the room and numbly walked into the kitchen, a steady stream of blood flowing down her hands and staining the broken porcelain pieces red before dripping and splashing on the marble floor.
…
"Yes. Are you free now? Okay, please
…
We are unable to load the verification.
Please unblock any scripts or login to continue reading.