Volume 1, Chapter 59: Wanting to Call You Husband Isn't Entirely Out of the Question

Hearing these words, Shen Nianchi's eyes darkened. His slender fingers gently stroked her cheek, and his tone was extremely tender, "Sheng Sheng, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"I... I don't want you to... delay your work... because of me..." Wen Zhi said in a low voice, her throat extremely hoarse and her speech labored.

Looking at him with trembling eyelashes, she asked, "You won't blame me, will you..."

Bathed in the moonlight, this pair of imaginative breasts appeared indistinct yet graceful, lacking vivid color yet possessing supreme beauty.

Wu Zhengqiu simply continued, "Very well, he will be your goalkeeper then. If I remember correctly, his name is Li Zicheng." As soon as he finished speaking, it immediately provoked a wave of scoffing from the Southern Team.

"Haha! You two stubborn bulls, how about letting Fan-ge play matador with you?" Hearing Yang Fan's taunt, the Eustache brothers grew furious.

Nursing a bellyful of anger, Zhan Qingyi puffed out her cheeks even higher as she sat down opposite Su Jingtian. Breathing heavily in uneven gasps, she looked as if she were about to go on a bloody rampage the very next second.

A few days later, the legendary foremost beauty finally arrived at the detached palace. The sounds echoing around her ears were filled entirely with topics concerning her.

Chen Zimomo did not speak, merely looking at his mother with a sense of helpless resignation. He knew she simply could not keep things bottled up inside, yet if Manjia were to overhear these words, she would likely be displeased once again.

The moment Heluo Bi's forces began to retreat, their defeat became a landslide, scattering like a receding tide. Only a few hundred men escorted an elderly general in golden armor as they retreated in panic toward the imperial city.

Love can be truly devastating—especially when the one you love falls for someone else. It is not merely a blow to one's pride, but rather creates a gaping chasm within the soul. Even if it scabs over, the slightest touch will still cause it to bleed and ache.

"Tell me, what are your plans for the future? Look at you, wasting your days drifting aimlessly at school. You're not a child anymore; it's time to think about your own future." I shook my head, suddenly feeling a bit lost. Even during my time in the military, I had never given such things a single thought.

"Manjia." Murmuring her name, a slight pain twitched at his chest. Yuan Dong frowned; such frequent physical reactions really ought not to happen to him.

Upon hearing Bai Jinwu's persuasion, Qu and Tu finally ceased their weeping, and supporting one another, they sat down on the stools.

"The song hasn't even been composed yet, so how can the dance choreography already be underway?" Lee Soo-man suddenly felt as though his intelligence was being insulted by this bassist named Ahn Jae-wook.

One wondered whether, back when incense was actually burned inside this burner, the people dwelling within would have found the smoke suffocating.

Initially, she thought Himena was simply joking. However, when Himena pulled down the zipper, she began to realize this might not be a joke at all. And as Himena now slowly began to lower her hands, she understood that Himena was playing for real.

Of course, the fact that you can offer twenty million for the creative fees shows that you have come with utmost sincerity.

At around twelve o'clock, a loud clicking sound echoed from the corridor outside.

As the mistress of the inner palace, the Empress not only needed to establish majesty, but also had to uphold palace regulations. As the mother of the nation, she should not only consider the Emperor's welfare, but also harbor concern for the common people.

Furthermore, according to school regulations, every student was required to participate in at least one event.

Compared to those endless days stretching into the distance, being able to await the arrival of "hope"—how could that not be a form of happiness?

"Strange... Was it just an illusion?" The middle-aged man furrowed his brow, pondering whether he should continue waiting here or press further inside.

A warning roar reverberated from his throat as Dixing immediately flashed an order commanding the dinosaur guards to fall back and cease pursuit.