Chief Xu's backside is pert enough to balance a bottle of soda on it.

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Xu Tanxi punched Shang Hejing in the shoulder. Her emotion was one of vexation, yet she had not intended for her action to carry that vexation.

Because if it did, it would start to look a little bit like flirtatious banter.

Yet reality often runs counter to expectations; after a few seconds of silent eye contact with Shang Hejing, she had already distinctly perceived a trace of unusual, ambiguous, and burning heat.

For the gaze Shang Hejing fixed upon her seemed even more seductive than before.

"It's not—"

Lifting her eyes to look, she saw a young military officer with thick eyebrows and big eyes striding over, followed by a young master whose left cheek was swollen. Pi Yang recognized this person too; it was none other than the young master Yu whose teeth he had knocked out.

"Thank you, Brother Hao! Mwah!" Disregarding the presence of others, Guan Shanzexu kissed Ling Yunhao right then and there. Only after the kiss did she realize it might be somewhat improper, and her face instantly turned beet red. Fortunately, she had an ice pack in hand, so she quickly pressed it against her face to cool down.

Damn it, making empty threats! Does she think she's the Big-Ass Wolf? Pi Yang gave her the middle finger, then brushed off his behind and walked away.

"Gu Yu, what are you playing dumb for?" Chu Nanchen looked at Gu Yu with sarcasm. Stretching out his arm, he opened the computer, nimbly typed in a few things, and pointed them out for Gu Yu to see.

Arthur smiled as he looked at the opposite Gerry Lopez, speaking with utmost sincerity, while Gerry Lopez nodded in recognition of what the young count had said.

Why should Mu Li, a foolish and idiotic daughter of a concubine, be able to receive such gentle and profound attention from Prince Yu?

"Young Master, going any further inward will take us into the inner perimeter. We'd better just wander around the outer perimeter and head back!" He Youcai advised earnestly and persuasively.

Originally they were all Du Yong's men, but now that the wall had collapsed and everyone was pushing it, with Du Yong's downfall, they had to seek another way out. Following Wang Gang seemed like a pretty good option.

What's more, single people could hook up with each other in cinemas, and couples could rapidly heat up their romances there; all these factors secured the impregnable status of movie theaters.

Just as Mile was about to speak and strike up a conversation with Misheng, he was dispatched by Canaan. Mile opened his mouth to say something, but ended up going over to Moshang Hua's side instead.

Feng Xueluo was dazedly led out of the imperial palace by Nan Jiuyuan, the man's every word from just now still echoing beside her eardrums.

Before Night Charm, Qiu Muxue did not dare to act presumptuously, saying, "Senior Zhu Yue has no entanglement with our sect; it is merely that she has some private matters with this junior."

The position of Guardian of the Forest Garden could not remain vacant indefinitely. He headed to the Hundred Flower Garden, preparing to select a fairy to go there. Yet everyone knew that the Forest Garden was a place so quiet it was virtually isolated from the outside world—equivalent to a "cold palace"—and none of the Hundred Flower Fairies, who loved liveliness, were willing to go there.

Feng Xuanying pouted angrily. She had only been so wicked for his sake, yet even Cheng Ling outright called her bad.

Yet after he finished speaking, not a single person around him responded; even their expressions were extremely awkward, including quite a few whom Lin Fengmian had previously approached and greeted in private.

"No, why must he die!" Siluo said angrily upon seeing that the person had already lost his breath.

Had her charm drastically declined lately? Why was it that even at this point, she still couldn't seduce him?

Chen Yamen sat inside the carriage, occasionally and stealthily glancing outward through the gap in the carriage curtains.

At present, Xie Qingge still could not gauge Wu Yuehen's intent; he needed to understand the details more clearly.

"Why aren't you wearing clothes?" Ye Liu was stunned for a moment. Thinking of the phrase "a landscape of spring suddenly revealed," his sleepiness vanished completely.

"Master Tao, are you perhaps too focused? You wouldn't even know if a thief broke into the house later on." Wang Yizhen's voice came uninvited from behind, giving Tao Zui a terrible start.

Yet when she rushed to the lobby on the first floor of Hongyuan Corporation, she was stopped. As she was fretting over how to get upstairs, she saw Wang Yijun emerging from the elevator.

Suddenly, the person holding the basin to dump the blood slipped, and the basin in their hands flew straight out.