Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
I, The Dragon Overlord
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1020- So that was the case
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 240: Relationship
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1019- Afterlife Clip
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 160: Revenge
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 878: Hourglass
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.07.2 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 278 - Protect Lin Moyu!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 660 - The Fall of the City
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 541: The Storm Suddenly Arrives
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 191: Lead the Way
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1018- Mother Wheel Space
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 159: Man
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 239: Mist
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1017- Ye Zhongming's idea
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 877: Destiny
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 659 - Great Earthquake
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 540: Blank Paper Floating, as if Life Itself
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 158: Trade
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Jiang Cheng lay on his bed alone at dawn. He snuggled his hands into his blanket, placing them stably between his chest and stomach.
Fatty still slept in the living room outside the bedroom. The key difference was Jiang Cheng didn’t close the bedroom door.
Fatty was really scared. He tossed and turned on the couch. In the end, he moved the couch to the bedroom door. That way, once he opened his eyes, he could see Jiang Cheng inside the room. However, this scared Jiang Cheng instead. Once he turned his head, he could see a giant head outside his bedroom door and, sometimes, a wide pair of eyes staring at him. Thankfully, Jiang Cheng didn’t pay Fatty much attention. His breathing evened out, and he fell asleep.
Seeing how soundly Jiang Cheng slept, Fatty felt safer. Or rather, he felt safer whenever he was around Jiang Cheng. Fatty’s eyelids started to droop, and his consciousness blurred.
In the morning, a strange sound woken up the sleeping Fatty. He turned around, and several seconds later, he opened his heavy lids. In his eyes, Jian
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