Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 650: This Isn't The Final Farewell For Us
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 364: Cruel Self-Reflection
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 42.1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 285: Embroidered Shoes
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1247- Firm defence
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 977: Sentimentality
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1246- Source battle (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 649: On Whose Shoulders Will the Future of the Great Liang Dynasty Rest?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 284: Do You Believe Me?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 363: I Want Save All of Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1245- Source battle
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.3
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 976: Arrival
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1244- Worry and Joy
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 349 - Possessing Puppets And Learning Through Combat
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 648: Who Can Fathom an Emperor's Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 283: Confiscate
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 362: The Perfect Me
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, Jiang Cheng in the bedroom was gone. The sleepiness vanished. Fatty sat up instantly.
CREAK
The sound came from downstairs.
Moments later, Fatty found Jiang Cheng downstairs. The latter was moving the cabinets that held the patient’s records. Fatty astutely went to help. “Doctor,” Fatty applied force, and he said, “You can leave jobs like this to me. You don’t need to do it yourself.”
After that, Fatty went to use the bathroom and then rushed into the kitchen to prepare Jiang Cheng’s breakfast. Fatty woke up late, so he only prepared two simple bowls of cereal and a glass of milk. Worried that he lacked nutrients, he boiled two eggs for Jiang Cheng. After Jiang Cheng ate everything, Fatty felt much better.
“Doctor, are you full?” Fatty asked as he cleaned the table, “Do you want me to fry an egg for you? I bought a nice BBQ sauce lately.”
“I’m full.”
“Then, Doctor, you should rest.” Fatty carried the dishes to wash them in the kitchen. The first thing Fatty did when he came down
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