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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
She raised her head and stared at me blankly with her messy, wet, shampoo-fragrant-filled hair resting on her shoulder. She had on a set of home-wear while wearing a pair of slippers without socks. Not far behind her was her car, blinkers still on; evidently, she had come out from her home in a rush.
After recognizing me, the look in her eyes became strange: filled with caution, shock, and even a sliver of fear. Her face seemed deathly pale under the faint glow shining down on us.
Unlike her cute self when we were together during the day, she seemed like a completely different person now.
What happened to her during this short period of time?
Why did she come here alone at this hour?
I had many questions I wanted to ask. Yet, before I could speak, Tan Jiao asked in a slightly quivering voice, “Why… Why are you here?”
I looked down and fixed my gaze at her. “What about you? Why are you here?”
She looked me in the eye at close range before biting her lip briefly and said, “I have an appointment with someone.”
“Who?” I asked.
“Does it concern you?”
Again, her chilling, thorny, slightly stubborn attitude brought me to my senses. I raised my head and found that those birds had long disappeared. I let out a chuckle and said, “Indeed, it doesn’t concern me.”
She seemed to relax a little after hearing my answer and said, “Since this has nothing to do with you, please leave. I still have something to do.”
I did not move. Instead, I maintained both my hands pressed against the wall, trapping her in between. I asked her once more, “Who are you seeing?”
Anger and shock surfaced briefly in her eyes, but she did not seem like she would act upon her anger. For some reason, the way she looked made my heart somewhat soft.
She said with repressed anger in her voice, “You have also not told me why you’re here at this hour!”
I fell silent for a moment, looking at her innocent eyes while pondering whether to tell her my motive. That almost ridiculous reason of mine, running here: just because a flock of waterbirds had appeared in the w
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