Chapter 35: Just a Contract Husband, As Long As He’s Good in Bed

Xu Tanxi smiled. “I can’t help it—the theater has been terribly busy lately. Besides, it’s not as if you’ve ever taken the initiative to ask me out.”

Xu Yuefeng pouted and pretended not to hear the question.

In truth, Xu Tanxi had no particular business with Xu Yuefeng today. She simply had not seen him in far too long and wanted to meet him as a matter of routine, while pondering which restaurant to take him to that evening.

The siblings chatted idly for a while. Xu Yuefeng took a sip of coffee, then raised his eyelids slightly and cast a sidelong glance at Xu Tanxi.

Although Fu Ran had never formally taken him as her master, Elder Lin was truly an exceedingly important person in Fu Ran’s heart. Yesterday had been a family banquet, and she had met with her relatives. Today, she had originally intended to pay Elder Lin a visit as well.

“Junior Brother Lin, she doesn’t believe me. No matter what I say, it’s useless. You tell them—can we do it or not?” Li Yu demanded indignantly.

“Why didn’t you go sleep in the guest room?” Xia Wennuan asked as she entered and saw Su Yan gazing at her with large, watery eyes.

So what should she do now? Should she admit that she was actually the Master Ying Zheng he had spoken of?

It was right here, not long ago, that she had nearly been assaulted by a male esper from the Nile royal court. If Ye Fan had not arrived in time, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Otherwise, how could someone as aloof and arrogant as she was have taken the initiative to become so warm and enthusiastic toward Feng Yan?

Most importantly, the end of the post mentioned “Blue-Robed Yeast.” While making it clear that she was the singer of the theme song, it also expressed an unequivocal stance regarding the injustice she had suffered this time.

The man who was struck had come out looking for the drunken brute. He had never expected to be hit himself.

As Master Zhou Song watched the countdown on the light screen, he pressed option A. His palm then hovered over option B as he fell into a struggle.

“Who are you?” On the rooftop, Loki had already been captured, while Hawkeye was heading down to the balcony to retrieve Loki’s scepter. They had also learned from Dr. Erik Selvig of S.H.I.E.L.D., who was responsible for researching the Tesseract, that in this world, only Loki’s scepter could stop the Tesseract.

“I don’t know either. It didn’t say anything up there. It only said that the two of them would cooperate with us in investigating this kidnapping.” The translating officer replied.

At Ling Xiaodie’s words, the corners of her mouth immediately began to twitch violently. Her brows drew together in faint displeasure, and she strode off the bed and out into the living room.

“Afraid Yan’er would be lonely, I wanted to spend the New Year with her. Isn’t that all right?” Mu Yao said with a smile, winking at her. The innocent, carefree boy who had teased her on Qinglin Mountain many years ago seemed to stand before her eyes once more. Mu Yao had visited Qinglin Mountain only when she was one month old and again on her sixth birthday. By the time she saw him again in Tiandu, he had already become an emperor whose very presence inspired awe.

Apart from their longevity, they were ordinary people. If not for Jonathan producing a generation of outstanding scientists, the secret of their family might have remained concealed forever.

There was no mistake—the plot was deliberately contrived in precisely this way. If they truly followed the plan and manufactured eighty or a hundred serum-enhanced superhumans, even Captain Steve of America might find it difficult to stand out from the rest.

Yet amid the dense fog blanketing Wumei Mountain, he was like a headless fly, darting about in every direction.

There was nothing she could do. She knew that modern food could not compare with that of ancient times, and he would simply have to adapt to the flavors of monosodium glutamate, coloring agents, and additives.

At the critical moment, the warrior displayed remarkable reflexes. He seized the other man’s arm and halted the knife’s advance, prompting his teammates to rush in and rescue him.

In this state, Human Fiend had the will but not the strength to act. All he could do was watch helplessly as Demon Fiend slaughtered the innocent.

The movements of these people appeared casual and did not attract the attention of Niu Hengyang and the others. The loss of the Thunder Dragon Wing and the Divine Fruit of Yi was so difficult for everyone to accept that they scarcely had the mind to notice anything else.

With no other choice, Cheng Zizai could only search everywhere. After looking for a long while, he found neither Li Rizhi nor Wu Penghui.