Chapter 31 If You Are Pregnant, Keep the Baby

Her expression changed drastically in an instant.

Gu Fangyu subconsciously locked her phone screen. "Nothing, just spam."

The man turned back, casting a meaningful glance, but chose not to expose her.

Having no heart to stay and watch him cook, she used the excuse of going to the restroom to hide away.

Gu Fangyu dialed Xie Chenhao's number.

...

Looking at the two miserable soul beasts, the White Wolf King deeply felt how merciful Li Xuan had been back then.

As for White Lotus, her resentment remained as it was before, tightly bound to the pillar by blood talismans, unable to move.

"Isn't it because I'm worried about you? Who told you to lose track of time whenever you start working!" Su Yan stuck her tongue out at her, looking playful.

As for other subjects like politics, history, geography, physics, chemistry, and biology, they never assigned any homework—not even once.

Zhao Gongming's eyes flashed with undisguised envy. Six months ago, Shen Zhong had begun teaching several key talents in the Qiankun Group various divine arts and secret techniques, but there was only one such millennium-grade divine weapon.

However, the excitement his father felt at seeing an "old classmate and old friend" kept him at a peak of exhilaration, so he paid no mind to any of that.

"I'll submit my resume and find a job after the new year. Sister, I will work hard to be worthy of you." Jiang Chen looked at Lu Mingqiao earnestly.

At this moment, by the edge of the pool, an old man who appeared to be in his sixties, with graying temples, stood quietly.

It occurred to me that Teacher Duten probably didn't know that the classic maxim he casually uttered had won the favor of the entire class, causing even the students like Xu Hui, who usually didn't study, to crane their necks and gaze at the teacher with eyes full of anticipation.

Of course, she wouldn't force anyone; she understood that one must learn to let go when the time is right. But she was certain that when the time came, it wouldn't be her who was lingering and refusing to leave.

The movement was incredibly bold, yet when Mo Shuiqing performed it, it didn't seem vulgar at all; instead, it was indescribably graceful, natural, and effortlessly beautiful.

Finally, after obtaining the holy artifact set and successfully stepping into the Saint-tier, I had become powerful enough to destroy the Reaper Realm with a single strike.

The man's eyes were filled with such tenderness—a tenderness so profound that, ignoring what others said about him already having seven concubines, she had willingly married him.

However, at this moment, Xinyan had already lured a symbiotic monster over. When she hacked off nearly half of the monster's vitality with a single blow, something astonishing happened. Guess what?

Fighting the world alone with a smile, willing to sacrifice everything to protect one's brothers. Let there be a thousand blades on the path ahead; I shall still tread a song and ascend to the high heavens.

"Loose-tongued!" the mistress scolded. The maid hurriedly blinked and shut her mouth. It seemed the mistress was usually very kind to those around her, for even the maid dared to speak so freely.

Old Master Zeng's suspicions were correct; there was indeed another group following closely behind the team, waiting like a mantis stalking a cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Who saved me, and where is this? I looked around in confusion at this strange place, hung with a painting of blooming peonies and covered with an elegant carpet featuring clustered peony patterns. My mind was in turmoil. What happened to Qiao San? Where could that big-mouthed monster be? Could the family spirit take revenge? And I wonder if the poison from Longjing has been neutralized yet.

It was Snow Flame. She had lost contact with her the moment she entered the Phantom Realm, but the moment she returned, she felt her presence immediately.

Fine, although he had dealt with Kong An, Lin Feng didn't think the matter was over. After all, Kong An was merely a pathetic pawn; the real trouble was Xu Li, who had instigated him.

In Ouyang Wushi's eyes, Nangong Chu was now like a lion toying with a jackal, which made him feel incredibly humiliated. Since prolonged combat was disadvantageous, he decided to risk it all.

Although Dongfang Zixuan was slightly inferior to his opponent in internal cultivation, his exquisite and overbearing palm techniques compensated for it. The two clashed, palm winds whistling and blade light flickering; for a time, neither could do anything to the other.