Volume 1, Chapter 27: Husband, I Have Finished Bathing

What men fear most is having a wife carefully trained like this. Every frown and smile carries a unique charm, like a hook. No man can resist it. Especially Mu Wanqing, with the way her small mouth eats meat. If only it were possible to be like that, how wonderful it would be. And Mu Wanqing’s chest—rising and falling as she eats—Liu Feng couldn’t help but want to approach her right then. The two sisters felt Liu Feng’s burning gaze and their cheeks flushed deeply. Holding their small bowls, they instinctively lowered their heads, the porcelain almost swallowed by the snowy whiteness of their chests. Liu Feng laughed heartily.
“Husband, you’re so naughty...”
“Qing’er, hurry up and eat.”
Mu Wanqing quickly urged Mu...

Once the fans realized what was happening, they began shouting, demanding that the Japanese man get down from the stage. Perhaps by coincidence, the previous Zaragoza, the Madrid they saw, and the Desai group’s quarters were all abandoned count’s manors; the Desai group didn’t think much of it.

Chen Zaixing and Liu Qingyang both only touched their glasses lightly to their lips without drinking. Both were preoccupied with their own thoughts and could not drink as heartily as Kong Zhang across from them. Their eyes flickered, each trying to guess what the other was thinking from their expression.

Lei nodded lightly; he didn’t understand why Gaist had sent its elite troops under his command, but that was not what concerned him. What mattered was that since this army was composed of slaves and the poor, as long as Alex sided with him, this army would become his subordinate completely.

Zheng Hao glanced at Fang Tianfeng, thinking that the news had already spread through the city and provincial offices; denial was pointless.

Qin Tang’s method of hiking prices by a single yuan was annoying, but others were unsure if Qin Tang was playing some deceitful game again.

“Well done, thanks to you, we barely escaped earlier,” Yu Zhiheng said with a smile, patting the young man’s shoulder. He bowed slightly to Ma Huoxing. “Let’s part here. Take care of yourself!” With that, he turned to leave.

However, the Namians still harbored hope, believing their planetary alliance would send reinforcements. This was why they persisted.

Though Tang Lan’s words were more damaging to Chen Rui, they were no good for her either.

Despite her status being far above the natives of Nasra Star, she was still coldly neglected by the Loka Star people at every turn.

“Zi’an, long time no see,” Aunt Liu greeted cheerfully, holding an adult American Shorthair cat in her arms.

After the devices were set up, there was nothing left to do but wait patiently.

Most people didn’t even get a clear look, but a few recognized the insignia—it was unmistakably a military Gestapo-like figure. Fearing trouble, most whispered a few words and quietly dispersed.

The streets were much emptier; many chose to take refuge nearby. Numerous cars were abandoned in the middle of the road, engines likely stalled by water, and their owners nowhere to be found.

“My real name... my real name...” Fei Mas’s heart churned turbulently. It had acted in many films before, but the name on the screen was always another dog’s. This would be the first time it left behind its own name.

“From now on, just call us Master and Madam! The term ‘master’ is abolished starting today,” Feng Qianzhan no longer wished to be the master or get involved in those matters. He just wanted to live here, cut off from the world.

Then something seemed to drift through the air. Shui Han and the others faintly sensed it—some kind of special energy, or spirit, as if it had been etched onto these nine people. Yes, a special mark had appeared on them.

However, without resolving Wang Xian’s heart knot, that girl likely wouldn’t follow him, which was a troublesome predicament.

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A twelve-inch double-layer birthday cake was placed before the Empress Dowager, drawing bright eyes from the two and the imperial concubines—a novelty they had never seen before.

At the same time, there was the issue of next year’s planting. Antonius bluntly pointed out that even the wheat seeds farmers had set aside for next year had been requisitioned as military grain, so new seeds had to be procured.

So that was it. Yun Ye seemed carefree but was actually meticulous; it was just that there were very few things she truly cared about.

The two were initially stunned, then their expressions turned joyful as greedy eyes fixed on the shuttle in Qingtian’s hand.

Because she thought Ye Xiaowan and her husband would return together, but they did not. The old master was already somewhat upset, so she decided not to say anything further.

Li Bimian’s forehead darkened—didn’t all the rambling nonsense he just heard boil down to nothing but his own damn words?

Aimo ignored Arthur Ling’s teasing and slowly absorbed the magical elements in the air. When Adya had found him before, he had to expend tremendous magical power to escape, nearly overwhelming him despite being an eighth-level mage.

Wei Xinqi wailed incessantly, but in truth, it was a veiled threat to Li Bimian: if Li Bimian took over Wushuang Tower, what face would it have left? Its reputation would be ruined, and no one would come to consume there anymore. Only the loyal regulars would stand against Li Bimian.

Zhu Youjian swung the Soul-Slaying Blade, severing the evil god Ig’s head and ending the malevolent life of the god.

In fact, ever since the court made peace with the Jianhu, the whereabouts of the allied fleet led by Li Ruolian had become a hot topic of discussion both inside and outside the government.

The dean of the Royal Academy on the judging panel gradually understood Aimo’s intention: to instill fear in the enemy, achieving better results later on. After all, in single combat, few could defeat Aimo.

The Red Horse Club left a deep impression on Lin Junhe’s memory; it was a very luxurious club in the city, where he had spent much time with his rowdy friends.

The two men wept and embraced each other. Jing Li, standing nearby, didn’t quite understand—why did these two grown men cry and hug so easily?