Chapter 118: I Personally Lost Her

“That’s only seven o’clock.” The long night is slow, we have something joyful to do tonight, let’s take it slow. Feng Su’s warm palm rested on her waist.

The next second, she was carried on Feng Su’s shoulder.

She knew tonight would not be peaceful—a night of vibrant colors.

It passed quietly by.

The next day.

Li Jiuwei had not gone to work. She was on her honeymoon leave after getting married; after all, she was the boss, setting an example!

“Sheng Gu, just tell him the story as he requests and see what abilities he really has!” Xue Ya said. Under Wu Yong’s influence recently, she no longer spoke to Xiang Xiangna with such respect. That’s what happens when one is tainted by ink and meets an undeserving person—what can you do?

Gu Yu was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looking up at Tang Youran, then expressionlessly took the water cup and medicine from her hands.

The fat chef did not know that Su Luan knew about his affairs; he was merely a humble chef in the Su residence. He hesitated, not knowing how to say it or how to say it without offending this noble person.

Destruction began with Emperor Chongzhen, and what order would be rebuilt afterward was not something Zhu Youjian could decide.

“Hug me, hug me! I don’t care!” With a rough voice echoing beside him, Wu Yong suddenly realized there was a heavy body in his arms.

At Shanhaiguan, Pingnan King Li Dingguo was killed in battle, the supervisor Fang Zhenghua was killed, and the two roads of princes who went to rescue also all died. Luckily, before the city fell, the Ming army burned their corpses, so those fierce generals of the Great Ming did not turn into zombies.

Even Zuo Xuanyin herself had not noticed; unconsciously, she had become a bit more concerned about that stinky man she called him.

However, since it was written above that she could still go to the End Name Lake in ten days to display her nudity, there clearly was no great harm. Otherwise, people would not have carried a comatose nude her around to parade her through the streets to show off.

Tang Youran looked at the “good boy” character on his phone screen and could not help but sigh softly.

His eyes were tightly closed, long curled eyelashes casting a faint shadow in the eye sockets. Probably due to not sleeping well recently, there was a faint dark circle under his eyes.

Bit by bit, slowly infiltrating into the other’s life, becoming an indispensable part of their life, there was no need to overemphasize one’s importance or repeat how much one needed the other.

But who was the empress? The master of the six palaces, holding the phoenix seal for over twenty years, although no children were born, she firmly sat on the first position in the harem. Although there were no heirs, yet no one dared to bully her.

“Big brother how could he possibly be interested in that batch of Tang sancai pottery? Could it be those mysterious foreign forces again?” Long Yihuan asked thoughtfully. Near the ancient tomb being researched at Longyuan Mountain, mysterious foreign forces had appeared.

The cracks on the black iron level city gate were growing larger and larger; everyone inside the city showed expressions of despair.

“Right,” Alex did not refute this statement, his seductive eyes glaring fiercely at the black figure, as if wanting to kill him with his gaze.

This was clearly a kiss that could be pushed open with a little force, yet she could not exert any strength, feeling a world of reluctance toward this tormenting sweetness. It turned out that kisses really could make people addicted.

“What? Fainted? So fragile, and he still has such a burly build.” That big man muttered to himself, scratching the back of his head. He had brown hair with a bit of curl, not standing tall like a barbarian, but casually draped over his head.

All martial arts secrets and immortal classics were created by predecessors. If there were no successors who surpassed them, humans could only stand in place and not progress.

That was the main road of the school, connecting various lecture halls, the cafeteria, and eight dormitory buildings. Every lunchtime, students would be seen coming and going on the avenue.