Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Scene of Shame

New Moon Residential Complex, Building 5, Apartment 802, inside the bedroom.

Yang Yongli grew intimate with the woman; at first, she resisted slightly, but as Yang Yongli persisted, she gradually surrendered. A few minutes later, Yang Yongli finished, lying on his back and wiping sweat from his brow. Clearly, the vigorous activity had drained him, leaving him exhausted.

The woman, wrapped in the quilt, shrank to the other side of the bed, only her two pale legs visible.

Yin Nian lowered her binoculars and instinctively wiped her forehead. When she discovered sweat there, she was startled, only then realizing what she had just done. Suddenly, a wave of unease washed over her.

“Someone, remove Captain Xue’s epaulets!” Zhao Chen ignored Xue Rengui’s gaze entirely, his expression cold as he looked at Xue Rengui before him and barked the order mercilessly.

The City Lord of Run was especially intrigued by Elder Mai, who never spoke aloud but only communicated through telepathy, prompting him to inquire about the reason.

This fellow’s luck was also extraordinary. Had he arrived a few days earlier, before Link and his group had cleared out the werewolves, he might have ended up as their meal before venturing deeper.

Fang Duanchen rummaged in his sleeve before suddenly producing a strangely shaped, ink-black stone.

Wen Yating, urged repeatedly by Chenxi, felt embarrassed but was unbearably hungry. Since Chenxi insisted she try, she felt that refusing would only seem pretentious.

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In the upcoming team battle, if Gao Xu and Xuanyang make a single mistake in their coordination, it could very well affect the outcome of the match.

At that moment, thousands of eyes from both the mountain and the valley were fixed on Li Tai at the summit. As Li Tai charged down, everyone’s hearts tightened involuntarily.

After a long pause, a faint gleam appeared in the eyes of the Dragon Emperor as he glanced at Long Wu beside Wu Feng.

Now, with her elder brother’s command and after seeing other worlds and meeting people like Li Yuan, Rias certainly didn’t want Gasper to remain an outlier among her retainers. She seized the opportunity to have Gasper face the outside world.

She followed Xu Le carefully, learning how to arrange items, how to greet and converse with customers, the functions and uses of each product, and how to promote them.

Students whose guardian spirit ratings were below C looked visibly disappointed.

On the other hand, they could dig for resources in the sea without hesitation, even if it triggered a beast tide—they had no fear.

It was as if Nangong Qingyu had figured something out; she donned her cloak and nestled into Yanbei’s arms, wrapping her arms around his and resting her head on his chest.

Wen Liu had said several times that she and Xiao Jingnian, despite their youth, worked hard and expected nothing from the old master.

Jun Ningze’s face looked as if he’d been struck by lightning, staring at the backs of Su Haohao and Ye Yao for a long time, unable to recover.

Yet, when she learned that person was her once obedient apprentice, her emotions surged like waves, fluctuating wildly.

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Fortunately, the two hadn’t deliberately lowered their voices; he gleaned a lot of information from Ayane and Ken悟’s conversation.

What the man didn’t realize was that, though he couldn’t see, his senses were so sharp that he could form a three-dimensional image of his surroundings in his mind.

This explosive scene was done in one take, so the director gave them a ten-minute break before shooting the next scene.

But when Wan Qi reached He Chen’s side, he suddenly veered, standing before the chairman’s seat and calmly pulling out the chair.

The young man turned and ran back to his companions in high spirits, oblivious to the young man behind him whose left lip curled slightly, his expression tinged with mischievous wickedness.

No matter how reluctant, since the great master had asked, there was no reason to refuse.

Quan Shaoqing had been making tea, but upon hearing the voice, nearly dropped his teacup to the floor.

Weren’t they playing the heavy-handed game? Daring to accuse her of being the mother of two five-year-olds in front of others—she wouldn’t show mercy. When it was time to be domineering, she would be domineering; when it was time to be ruthless, she would be ruthless.

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