Volume 1, Chapter 61: Undressing, Bathing

Hearing the words of Xiao Fanchen, Yu Mangē, who was currently gnawing on a chicken drumstick and a sandwich, instantly blushed.
The surrounding girls also felt their cheeks flush slightly.
All of them understood the hidden meaning behind Xiao Fanchen's words.
Yu Mangē could only nod obediently and said in a voice that was almost inaudible,
"Mm-hmm... I know..."
Xiao Fanchen nodded.
"Eat slowly, no rush."
...
As night fell.
Yu Mangē walked into Xiao Fanchen's room with a blushing face.
Right now, Xiao Fanchen had an entire dormitory all to himself.

The crowd first voiced their condemnation and then began investigating the mastermind, looking as though they would not stop until they ferreted the culprit out.
Unfortunately, his craftsmanship was clumsy, producing only six pills from a single furnace of Tribulation-Crossing Pills, and the pills he obtained were not purple, but vermilion.
A nearby soldier immediately delivered a heavy slap to his face, causing Lü Qian to tumble to the ground instantly.
The laborers clanged as they moved bricks, sweating profusely all over with their feet soaked. They endured the exhaustion while others watched them leisurely. Hearing the sounds, they felt a deep sense of envy toward the village head and the steward.
At the second layer of the mortal realm, he had already become a disciple of Sky-Forging City! This undoubtedly stirred up dissatisfaction and even jealousy in their hearts. Back then, who among them had not gone through grueling hardships just to pass the trials and enter Sky-Forging City, only for someone with such low cultivation to easily equal them through pulling strings?
When Zhang Liao heard his subordinate soldier report that Guo Jia had suddenly gone mad, he found it somewhat hard to believe, but daring not to be careless, he rushed over to see for himself. Guo Jia's appearance at that moment startled him greatly. No one's status in Cao Cao's heart could compare to Guo Jia's, and Zhang Liao was terrified that something might happen to him.
"Ah yes, these are all built for the villagers whose homes collapsed in the village. It's not far, right next door, connecting to those few households over there," the brick kiln owner pointed in that direction.
Yun Ting also sighed, though not for himself, but for Xu Chong and Kou Ziling, who were currently inside the tent. Holding a snow-white carrier pigeon in his hand, he reached out and removed the letter from its leg.
"Then if one day in the future, you surpass the Heavenly Dao, transcend the laws of the universe, and reign supreme at the peak of the cosmos, what are your plans?" Turning around and looking at Yimeng, who was shrouded in a sacred glow, Ye Chen asked faintly.
Her morning was overwhelmingly busy, and by the time she got off work, she turned off all communication devices, preparing to get a good night's sleep. However, her assistant, Julie, pushed the door open at that exact moment.
Had she known that such a thing would happen, she wouldn't have let Qin Fang leave no matter what, as it had almost led to a catastrophic mistake.
Cuilan sat there feeling listless and took a few sips of tea. Sitting so rigidly caused a sore ache in her lower back, and she truly felt she could not bear it any longer.

The Lady Liang did not leave. The Emperor was in high spirits, so naturally he would not hold it against Shen Jingnian. "Rise and speak." Zhenxiang Dongdi.
What was being held here was not only the Emperor's leverage, but also her mother's. How would her mother's future days be lived?
Qianxun raised her head, let out two light laughs, and then lowered her gaze without a shred of struggle or resistance. In truth, she had been waiting for this day for a very long time.
Park Junxi in the mirror suddenly moved, raising his hand high up to the top of his head. He remained expressionless in the reflection, yet those eyes carried a trace of moisture.
Murong Heng did not grant them permission to rise, so no one dared to stand. Although this was a foolish prince, standing behind him was the Emperor of the Eastern Lin Kingdom; he was the Emperor's son, and no matter how foolish, his status remained noble. Coupled with the shrewd Shen Qing standing behind him, everyone had no choice but to remain kneeling in silence for the time being.
Two days had already passed, and Li Cangqiong and the others were still locked inside the Xiao family's dungeon.
"You saw it yourself, didn't you?" I asked, hoping to use conversation to help her relax a little. At this moment, that red shadow was nowhere by her side.
After Bu Fang consumed this food, he immediately felt the curse power within his body suppressed significantly.
Most of these monks in Lingyin Temple were prominent figures around Suzhou and Hangzhou, yet now, for the sake of competing for the title of the number one sect in Buddhism, they had almost broken out into a brawl right inside Lingyin Temple. Buddhism had always valued tranquility; outsiders disturbing the peace of Buddhism called for subduing demons and eliminating devils, let alone fighting amongst one's own people.