Chapter 66: His Kiss Was Very Gentle

Reynolds remained silent; what he had set out to do was already accomplished.
Right now, he only wanted to indulge in this momentary warmth just a little longer.
Yu Xia felt the sentinel behind her bury his head into the nape of her neck. His warm breath brushed against the small patch of skin near her gland, making the gland feel as though it had been ignited by his breath, growing hot in response.
This sensation reminded her of things Huo Lin had once done to her.
Was he... marking her?
However, apart from what had just happened—
Meanwhile, Xiao Zhen had no idea that Luo Shang and Liu Jinbao, the couple, had already been driven away several times by now.
Chu Yunluo gave Shen Hanmo's backside a vicious kick, and the firefighter, snapping back to reality, immediately pulled the rope to haul him back up.
The ninth-rank Spirit God from the desolate city was utterly humiliated, trembling with rage as he glared fiercely at Lu You, his eyes splitting with fury.
She had already witnessed Xia Xibei and Qi Zhian getting together with her own eyes; how could she possibly defend them now?
"Alright, alright, you're the only one with a way with words. Now please shut your mouth, lean back against the chair, relax your body, and let me massage your shoulders." Lu Chengmo pushed her body back against the back of the chair and began to knead her shoulders.

The ghosts initially wanted to scatter and flee for their lives, but a surge of camaraderie inexplicably ignited in their chests. They wanted to rush over, lift Xianxian, and run for it, but Su Xue directly tossed out a handful of ghost-repelling talismans to keep them from getting close.
She had been keeping her eyes on Xia Xibei earlier and indeed discovered that Xia Xibei had tampered with something while hugging Qi Zhiqiang.
Chu Yunluo hooked the corners of her lips into a smile, pushed the door open, and saw Chu Tianming tied to a chair, his face flushed red and distorted from frantic roaring.
Yu Feiyan already had blush on her cheeks, and hearing everyone teasing her made her face burn, turning instantly even redder.
Even a fool, upon seeing the "Desert Armor" and this situation, would know they had fallen into a trap! However, Gaara had already made arrangements.
Le Chu was deeply skeptical of Bai Shi's heterosexual male aesthetic, gritting his teeth with a tone that implied if Bai Shi didn't admit Zhao Wulan was pretty, he was going to pay for it.
"Master, what is 'the three not to salvage'?" Mochou asked curiously. Having just entered this line of work, she didn't understand many things.
The senior protectors exchanged glances upon seeing this, secretly nudging and poking each other, communicating silently.
Seeing that she had kissed her father and yet her father didn't react, Wu Wenwen immediately grew anxious and kissed Lin Feng once more.
"There are no classes at the academy today, let me rest for a while." Mochou didn't want to get up, saying lazily.
Li Wan'er followed behind the group, occasionally giving them a directive or two, and bending down from time to time to grab a handful of soil to examine. Perhaps due to the proximity to the hot spring, the nearby soil was not only extremely loose but also very fertile. Soil this fertile was more than enough to grow radishes and cabbages.

Speaking of Mochou, she spoke a great deal before her mother's grave, and only when she had talked herself tired did she stand up and prepare to head home.
As soon as Pomegranate's voice trailed off, Li Wan'er saw Chu Yi walking in leading a horse, thinking to herself that those who practiced martial arts certainly had sharp hearing.
"Well come!" The man leaped up, vaulted onto the snow wolf, and began a fierce beatdown on the beast. Over time, the snow wolf lost its arrogance and was completely tamed by him.
The yellow-haired punk was regretting it to death right now. Why hadn't he bothered to find out the details before agreeing to come? Now look at this—he had provoked the Reaper Paradise, and even if his boss showed up, things might not end well.
When the initial attack failed, Nie Feng immediately ordered the undead knights to launch another charge. Although the previous explosion hadn't injured the man-eating crocodiles, it had forced a halt to their advancing momentum and pushed them back several meters by the shockwave of the rocket blast.
He secretly shook his head and thought to himself, why do these classmates of mine show not an ounce of classmate camaraderie toward me? Could it be that all these friendships are fake? Sigh...
I quickly hurried back to my room; listening to him ramble like that would never end. Back in my room, I lit a cigarette and leaned against the windowsill to look at the night scenery outside, suddenly feeling a profound sense of bewilderment.