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Chapter 99: Never Able to Leave Again (4400 words, two-in-one) “Young Master... Young Master Lin... Excuse me, is Young Master Lin there?” In the early morning, Lin Xun, who was dreaming of being surrounded by countless Cat Girls, heard a soft call from outside the room. Lin Xun frowned, every cell in his body resisting the urge to get out of bed. Lin Xun instinctively reached into his clothes to scratch his belly, but his hand touched something fluffy.…-
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Eventually, after Jiang Nongqin calmed down, Lin Xun changed his clothes. With a slight squeeze, water literally wrung out of his sleeves. The ancients said, "Women are like water." The ancients truly did not deceive me. "Let Nong Qin wash them for the Young Master," the girl said, her cheeks slightly flushed after calming down, as she looked at the clothes stained by her tears. Recalling how she had just clutched Your Highness's sleeve and cried…
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"Miss Jiang, the water's ready. Warm your feet first." After calming down in the courtyard, Lin Xun walked in, holding a basin of hot water. "Miss Jiang?" He placed the hot water beside Jiang Nongqin's small feet and looked up. Although his eyes were once again obscured by the world's highest peaks, preventing him from clearly seeing the girl's face, Miss Jiang seemed somewhat silent and shy. It made sense; late at night, with just a man and a woman, it would be strange…
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"Sister Nongqin, say no more. I understand everything." Wormwood sighed softly. "Even though you have feelings for Lin Pei, after all, Her Highness Su Ying protected you for more than two years after Young Master Lin Xun went missing, so those people in the sect didn't dare target you. You want to repay Her Highness Su Ying, and you plan to leave the Ten Thousand Demon Sect once you've repaid that kindness, right?" Jiang Nongqin: "..." Jiang…
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Was she really leaving tomorrow? Jiang Nongqin lowered her head, the loss and regret in her eyes making Wormwood's heart ache so much she wanted to pull the young girl into her arms and comfort her. 'But this doesn't make sense.' Watching Jiang Nongqin's sorrowful expression, it took a moment for Wormwood to react. She had been constantly swayed by Sister Nongqin's emotions, but in truth, Sister Nongqin's feelings seemed very misplaced. Even if Sister…
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The glow of the evening sunset was inlaid across the entirety of Luo City. On the street, a young girl wearing a loose, plain-colored long dress—deliberately trying to hide her figure—walked happily along the road. However, no matter how loosely the girl dressed, that overly exaggerated figure of hers remained impossible to conceal. On the street, many men would take a glance and then forget to turn their heads back, either walking into pillars or tripping over themselves. When some…
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"Hum hum hum~~~" In the kitchen, it was a familiar scene. A woman with a figure so graceful it was unfair was busy in the kitchen like a newlywed little wife, while Yaya, her small feet in socks standing on a small stool, was giving her a helping hand. The big one and the small one softly hummed a moving melody, crisp and melodious, with a heartfelt joy in the lingering sound. Just like a young wife and a little daughter. And Lin Xun. Was like a husband waiting to be fed in the…
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In the early morning, Lin Xun, having just finished washing up, was sitting in the courtyard. In the kitchen, a beautiful silhouette was busy at work. She rolled up her sleeves, her slender fingers holding long chopsticks, occasionally stirring the steaming porridge on the stove, and from time to time checking the heat of the steamer. Her every move was skillful and elegant. This should have been a peaceful and beautiful scene. Unfortunately, this silhouette's figure was far too…
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It's the fifth day since Qinger left. I miss her. After returning from class, Lin Xun sat in the courtyard, looked up at the azure sky, and couldn't help but sigh. At the same time, Yaya sat on a small stool, her chubby cheeks puffed out as her little hand gripped a small spoon, poking incessantly at the sausage in her bowl. Even her two little feet had stopped swinging... It was the second day of eating takeout. She really missed Sister…
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Outside the courtyard, Su Ying frowned slightly as she looked at the Death Warriors whose feminine figures were outlined by their tight, fitted uniforms. She took the envelope and tore it open. The moment Su Ying's gaze landed on the last character, the envelope spontaneously combusted, instantly turning to ash. "Pass down my saintess token command: Have the spies of the Black Hawk Hall, distributed across various sects and factions, spread the news that…
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