Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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 Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
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?
I slept rather well that night at her home. The only exception was around dawn, where I felt someone at the room’s door a few times. I knew more or less it was her checking on me because she was concerned. For some reason, her presence caused me to sleep even deeper. I did not open my eyes until the sun outside was so bright that the deep-colored curtains could not block the light anymore. Immediately, a pleasing aroma greeted me.
I walked out of the room and saw Tan Jiao in the kitchen with a white top and floral mini skirt shielded by an apron in the front. She was pan-frying some eggs and tending to a pot of steaming hot porridge on the stove.
Her pale, straight legs caught my attention again, but she looked like an honorable lady with the cute outfit she had on.
I leaned against the entrance to the kitchen and looked at her quietly, but she still heard the sound of my movements and turned around with a smile. “You’re awake? Food will be ready soon. Go wash up, I bought a one-time use toothbrush and a new towel for you.”
After washing my face, I returned to the entrance to the kitchen. For some reason, I did not want to leave the entrance that I was leaning on as I watched her. She took some pickled vegetables from a jar after she finished pan-frying the eggs. Then she glanced at me and asked, “Why are you just standing there? Go take a seat, the food is ready.”
“Have you always been so good at taking care of people?” I heard myself asking.
She let out a chuckle. “You’re mistaken, I’ve never taken care of anyone before.”
The two of us fell into a lull in the kitchen as the clinking of the pot of boiling porridge filled the air.
I had no idea what I was hoping for or what I was after when I heard myself asking in a tender tone, “So this is your first time?”
A faint cherry red glow gradually covered her ears. “Yeah, so?” She answered softly before turning away with the small plate of pickled vegetables. “Come eat.”
The two of us sat at the dining table. I held the bowl of porridge in my hand, shoving the porridge down. I wo
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