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Chapter 3: The Scent of a Kept Man The purlicue clearly felt the throbbing of the artery. The skin beneath his fingers was delicate and slightly cool, like fine mutton-fat jade. During their brief exchange, Sheng Shaoyan realized that the person before him was far too familiar with his movements. Only someone who had gone through countless sparring sessions and counter-move drills could form such conditioned reflexes. Even within those few short moves, two of the counterattack angles carried traces…-
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In the air, a flying boat sped between white clouds. Before departure, Tu Tianba's gaze had pierced Xu Que like blades, staring until his face stung. In the end, Nie Wuhui took the initiative to explain. "Fellow Daoist Xu, the Ten Thousand Dharmas Sect takes array inheritances as its foundation, and you are among its best. This river valley..." Halfway through his words, Xu Que understood immediately. Once he repaired the array formation he had damaged earlier, he indeed found the youth's gaze…-
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Lu Li's casual remark instantly banished all drowsiness from Xie Jianwei. A dream? A Grim Reaper? There truly was a dream where Xie Jianwei had been a Grim Reaper, and that world had been quite an eventful one; most importantly, Xie Jianwei had participated in it from start to finish. Though deeply shaken inside, Xie Jianwei maintained his composure on the surface. "I became a Grim Reaper? Was I coming to reap your soul?" Lu Li chuckled softly. "Haven't you already stolen my soul away long…-
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Xie Jianwei wanted to drown his sorrows in wine, and Lu Li naturally obliged him to the very end. Only, as they drank, somehow they drank their way into bed, somehow slipped right in, and somehow spent the entire night laboring away... Well, having gone without it for so long, things got a bit excessive. Xie Jianwei felt a rare twinge of regret. Losing control under the influence was truly ill-advised; a hangover already made his head throb, and piling on that kind of intense physical exertion…
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Chapter 79: The Little Rascal Who Says One Thing and Means Another Jiang Shi: "!!" "No..." He flushed, "Why are you reading everything out loud?" Cheng Ye climbed onto the bed, snatched the phone from Jiang Shi's hand, and the content further down was a screen full of moans and groans. He read it quickly; anyone who didn't know better would think he was reading some serious document. Jiang Shi was extremely embarrassed. He turned over and got up, reaching for the phone in his hand. Cheng Ye…-
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Zhou Xiao had never combed anyone's hair in his life, but with a long-haired wife, he truly mastered the skill. His hands, somewhat rough and unrefined, wielded the delicate jade hairpin with surprising grace. Early that morning, he had someone fetch a clearer mirror from the docks. Seated before the vanity, Yuqing watched through the glass as the man stood behind him, running a wooden comb through his dark tresses. "Comb from root to tip, together until our hair turns white," Zhou Xiao…-
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Chapter 85: Cheng Ye is Jiang Shi's Dog Jiang Shi was momentarily stunned by the fall. He tried to prop himself up, but his feet got tangled in the dress, and he fell forward uncontrollably. Cheng Ye caught him by the waist, and with a sweep of his hand, the complicated petals of the dress smoothed out in his palm. Underneath was a pair of black pants. Jiang Shi didn't like to wear long johns. No matter how thickly he bundled up outside, he was unwilling to add an extra layer of pants underneath.…
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When Qingming woke in the morning, he stretched his little hands, swatting blindly at the air. The wet nurse had tended to him exceptionally well. Though somewhat frail and small at birth, four months of diligent feeding had brought his weight up to par with any normal infant; he ate heartily, slept soundly, and brimmed with vibrant health. When Qingming was newly born, Yuqing insisted on seeing the child every single day. Even while his own body was still mending, he made sure to hold Qingming…
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A spring night settled in, deep and quiet, as the lingering notes of the lute drifted through the air. Zhou Xiao paused just outside the door. Gazing at the slender silhouette of his wife seated within the bedchamber, his eyes flickered, and his lips parted instinctively: "Qingqing..." Yuqing wore an aqua-blue gown. His jade hairpin caught the pale moonlight, casting a cool, distant sheen. Yet Zhou Xiao knew better than anyone that this man was never cold; his wife was warm, and his waters were…
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Waking in the morning, Qingming reached out his tiny hands, swatting this way and that in the air. The wet nurse had nursed him exceptionally well. Though born frail and small, four months of steady care had brought his weight up to par with any normal infant; he ate heartily and slept soundly, brimming with vibrant health. When Qingming had just arrived in the world, Yuqing had insisted on seeing him every single day. Even while his own body was still mending, he made sure to hold Qingming in his…
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