Volume 1, Chapter 123: Married People Should Act Like It

Su Li had originally intended to change her clothes and head out, but after the way Mo Xingyuan had left her, she found herself simply lying on the bed.

Mo Xingyuan, conversely, was full of vigor. Dressed in loungewear, he looked down at the woman on the bed, leaned over to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear, and asked softly, "Do you want to go out?"

"Where to?" Su Li kept her eyes closed, refusing to look at him.

The exposure of this information sent shockwaves through the Western world, and Ye Fan’s fame skyrocketed.

Ever since witnessing Han Zheng’s god-like prowess yesterday, Elder Qi had made up his mind to follow him from now on; the ten million reward offered by Lei Lei no longer mattered to him in the slightest.

As the weather grew colder, people’s spirits grew warmer, with many even counting down the days until the arrival of spring.

The mere thought of karate reminded Xu Xin of the first time she had demonstrated it, only to have that fellow instantly dismantle her technique while taking quite a few liberties with her. Now, everything had changed; even if she wanted to let him take liberties again, that boy was no longer there.

Feng Xingzi would never forget that night over a decade ago when a young man, with invincible momentum, single-handedly shattered the entire Nine Palaces Immortal Kingdom.

The world seemed to return to an age of chaos, as if the heavens were collapsing and the earth splitting asunder. Whether they were sand bandits or camel drivers, they lost all will to fight in the face of such a terrifying tornado, scrambling desperately toward the east to escape it. Where the storm passed, sand dunes vanished, leaving only pits in the earth.

With Jiuli’s abilities, the network system of no country in the world could withstand her intrusion.

It was definitely not a delusion brought on by hunger that made the fruit taste so good; it was genuinely delicious.

In a Japanese-style garden in Hong Kong, Yamamoto Yamato was drinking tea with Jeff, surrounded by a dozen Japanese and Westerners.

"You... you're the second one?" Zheng Shihang stared at the fellow whose face was swollen like a pig’s head, unable to recognize him at all.

"Alright... let’s go over the surgical procedure one more time. No rushing, stay calm, keep your hands steady. This is a life; a human life is paramount..." After taking a long breath in and out, A-Rong began to cut the clothing, but just as she started, the door to the consulting room opened.

The Abbot stroked his white beard, turned with a faint smile, and walked toward the backyard. As for those tedious rules, if they were broken, so be it.

"Xia Youyi, I cannot let you go right now. Tonight, let us forget everything. I only want to possess you." Ouyang Luo whispered gently into Xia Youyi’s ear, his large hand caressing the inside of her thigh, teasing her most intimate places.

"You mean?" Lu Yinxue frowned slightly, then pressed her lips together and nodded. "I understand. Let’s hold off for now." She turned and walked gracefully out of the office. It was no secret that Qin Bing had been given the cold shoulder at Elder Xue’s memorial service; it would not be easy for Xue Qiong to purchase raw materials now.

Cheng Xinyan sat up abruptly once more, but this time her eyes swept toward the only round table in the room. Her pupils constricted, and for a long while, she could not react.

Yuan Xiu, standing behind him, was faring no better. He was in a state of absolute defense, yet he had not expected Long Xuankong to possess sonic arts—a technique far more overbearing than the Tiger’s Roar. Upon hearing the sound, the battle tiger on the cliffside saw its momentum instantly plummet.

Knowing that they were not the ones in charge, Xue Lengyu stopped mentioning the matter. She chatted casually about other things for a while before going to sleep under their arrangements. *Sigh*, when others are the butcher and I am the fish, I can only take it one step at a time. Fortunately, I wasn't sold into the Prince’s mansion; if things get too desperate, I’ll just quit.