Chapter 33: How to Kiss (Including Second Update)

No final das montanhas da primavera Wang Liu 2000 words 2026-08-04 07:40:59

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In recent days, Li Shimin had been exhausted and overwhelmed by the disasters occurring across the land, and it was only through the timely assistance of Li Chengqian that these problems were resolved one by one.
More importantly, under the cultivation of King Zhaoxiang, the people of the Great Qin had truly begun to live better lives.
The imperial examinations had only just begun, yet various methods of cheating were already emerging; it was common practice to pull strings and seek connections to secure high marks.
Once they entered, everyone would be immediately transported to an isolated space containing various enemies, and depending on the difficulty of the dungeon, certain requirements had to be met to clear it.
She did not want to pay the price for Shen Shixiu’s impulsiveness; time and again she had reached out to help, only to receive double the pain in return.
Wenren Long stood up quickly and headed toward the laboratory next door, unable to wait to show off to his friend.
Wei Kang became momentarily obsessed with the bright financial prospects of his new whitening drug, as if a golden river of light had appeared before his eyes, spanning the entire ceiling and flowing with endless, shimmering water.
Chen Bei walked straight over and plopped himself into the main seat at the table—the spot where Bai Zhanhao usually sat.
"No need! You keep busy! I can just take a taxi; my home... my home is quite far!" Bae Ju-hyun said hurriedly, finishing in one breath. Before Jiang Yiyang had a chance to react, she reached out to hail a taxi.
How could Shi Ran bear to continue teasing Liu Shanqing about matters she cared about, knowing it would only make her unhappy?
Yang Fan sat cross-legged in the meditation room, closed his eyes, and sank his consciousness into his mental space. He then guided his spiritual energy out, filling the entire room. The energy continued to expand, spreading outward from Yang Fan in all directions.

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"Do you think it's difficult? Getting a marriage certificate isn't hard; the hard part is meeting the person you love, being happily together with that person, and finally deciding to get the certificate. This moment is the simplest part; from now on, we are husband and wife. Hello, my wife," Dongfang Ji said with a smile, extending his hand to Xuanxuan.
In truth, even without transferring the money, she could have easily bypassed the contract’s guarantee by filing a lawsuit or using underworld connections to find Hu Jinming. Yet she left behind a million; it was unclear whether she truly wanted to give Zhu Qingzi five hundred thousand or was simply mocking her.
"A-Lang, I want to go back and take a look." Although she had never truly considered Shi Ying’er a sister, they had gotten along well later on. Besides, that position was one she had saved for Shi Ying’er; she had always known that sitting in that seat would never bring peace.
Roy watched Wange coldly. She seemed to enjoy the process of telling the story, speaking with great enthusiasm and even gesturing wildly. He could not understand how she could remain in such high spirits while recounting such a sad tale.
"Not at all!" Su Yan shook his head with a smile. Having just chatted with Xiao Lang, how could he not recognize his personality? He had always admired the Seventh Prince, the God of War of the Tiansheng Kingdom, and he was delighted to befriend such a figure.
Xinye County is located on the east bank of the Yu River in the heart of the Nanyang Basin. Bordered by Wan and Luo to the north and connecting to Jing and Xiang to the south, it has been a crucial land and water transportation hub since ancient times. It was once the place where Liu Bei garrisoned his troops during the Three Kingdoms period to hold off Cao Cao, famously burning Xinye and sending the Wei army fleeing in terror—though that is a story for another time.
"You are going to look for her? After so long, do you really think she will still pay any attention to you?" Mei Rong finally shouted.
The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed. Her touch still carried the familiarity of his memories, and his heart was stirred, but thinking of her past cruelty, he kept his handsome face cold, unwilling to say even a single word to her.
"Jiayan. That... did Dongfang Ji not notice?" Xuanxuan asked nervously. How could someone as clever as Dongfang Ji not have noticed? If he truly had, how could she still be lying here safely?
Hua Rong knew this was the Druid’s combat form; in this state, a Druid’s health and armor were significantly boosted.
As his thoughts surged, Ling Yun had already fled a hundred miles away. He could faintly see specks of ghost fire, flickering like fireflies in the darkness, extremely striking.

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The Fu family lived in a villa district in Haicheng, which was a symbol of status and prestige. When Nan Shu returned, she had to report her name to the security team at the gate before walking toward the villa under their strange gazes.
"This vicious wolf cannot be killed for now. The Golden Crow defected to the Dian Sect years ago. Our Zhafang and the Dian Sect fought a great battle, and both sides were exhausted; it is not the time to create more trouble." After Di Huo said this, Chen Zhe trusted them even more—someone who wasn't on their side would never plan so carefully for Zhafang.
As she spoke, Jingxian was moved by the crowd’s wild enthusiasm. With genuine emotion, her voice trembled slightly, verging on tears. After finishing, she bowed deeply in all four directions.
At that time, Pei Si had been driving when he got into an accident. Surveillance footage showed that Nan Shu had appeared suddenly, leading everyone to believe that Pei Si had crashed while trying to avoid her.
"Alright, today we shall decide on one major matter: the convener of the Council of Elders!" The Council needs a convener to organize things when necessary.
Yu Nu brought a zither from the music workshop, and Xiao Zi Ling, having nothing better to do, plucked at the strings to practice his slightly rusty technique.
She thought she must be too nervous; the suffocating silence of the night made it hard to breathe. She knew what was about to happen and wondered how she could find an excuse to escape it.
Though called a tent, it was actually more like a yurt; it was spacious inside, equipped with electric lights that made the interior bright as day. Skylights were open on all sides, so there was no need to worry about ventilation.
"To see He Wangxin, you need to prepare a gift for him yourself. If he is satisfied with the gift, he will see you; if not, no matter what you send him in the future, he will never meet you again," Ai Yuanyuan explained cautiously.