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!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
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
Chen Heng pondered Sirin’s identity and experiences. After that…he successfully changed that tiny bit of romantic feeling to sibling love.
He meditated with his eyes closed as he hugged Sirin, slowly falling asleep after some time.
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The next day:
Chen Heng’s biological clock failed to wake him up on time, perhaps due to the psychological stimulation of the previous night. What awakened him was something squirming in his embrace.
Squirming? Huh? Chen Heng suddenly opened his eyes and saw Sirin, who was hugging his body, using his arm as a pillow, and rubbing her body against his restlessly.
This girl…where did she learn such sleeping habits? She sleeps with such terrible sleeping habits. Also, her leg… Sirin’s leg now lay on top of Chen Heng’s body. This looked a lot like…Chen Heng’s sleeping posture.
Chen Heng tried to lift Sirin’s hand gently. Gently…but he could not. This girl is hugging too tightly.
Sirin hugged Chen Heng tight. Not that Chen Heng could not lift her arm, but he feared he would wake her up if he pulled too hard.
What could Chen Heng do? Of course, go back to sleep.
In any case, Chen Heng was not going to school from today onwards. He had already applied for leave and planned to use the remaining time to review at home (take care of Sirin).
That’s not right. I’m bringing Sirin to the water park, right?
It is currently 6:30 in the morning.
There’s no rush. I can let Sirin sleep a little longer. The water park doesn’t open this early.
Quickly falling asleep was a necessary skill for martial artists, so Chen Heng quickly went back to sleep. Why couldn’t he do it the previous night? That was purely because of overstimulation, which prevented him from calming down.
When Chen Heng woke up again, he found Sirin still clung to him. When he looked at Sirin’s oval face, he saw she had already woken up.
“Ah! Elder Brother, you woke up?” Chen Heng’s eyes met Sirin’s, startling her into quickly letting go of his arm. Rather than startled, perhaps she was more of embarrassed.
“Oh, right,
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