PREVIEW

... t me, I didn't eat, don't blame me."

   Duan Wenyi and Xie Fenglai looked at each other with a subtle smile.

  Shen Lingxi chuckled, and lowered her head to send a message to someone who delivered the cake.

   Shen Lingxi: The cake is received.

  Xie An was probably busy with something, and he didn't reply to a message all morning.

   A few people chatted there, but Shao Heng seemed much quieter.

  Although he usually doesn't have much to say, but for so ...

YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
Mech: Shattering of the GalaxyChapter 687 - 460: Prime Prey
 7.9k
4.0/5(votes)
Sci-fiAdventure

Dreams are… a reality that only those who are capable can speak about.This was an era marked by the births of geniuses!This was an era where heroes could be found everywhere!The fierce conflict between the aristocrats and the civilians, the open and veiled battles between the Federation and the Empire, the restlessly lurking extraterrestrials…When the principles of truth were within the range of battleship cannons, when order had no place in this world… Mu Fan, with the mysterious intelligent life “Black” and his unwavering will, fiercely tore open the magnificent Great Galaxy Era!

Escape from Marriage 100 Days: Sweet Wife Steals a TreasureChapter 170 - Home as soon as I’m done
 1.8k
4.3/5(votes)
JoseiPsychologicalDramaRomance

Gu Xingshen! Your sister grabbed my man, you helped your sister grab my man! Your family is not anything good!

To My Dear Mr. HuoChapter 893End - Happiness Beyond Responsibility forever
 10.3k
4.5/5(votes)
JoseiRomance

The young master of the Huo Family was well-known in the Rong City. Having been brought up in a military, political, and business family, he was decisive in dealing with businesses, yet sexually continent as it was said. Nevertheless, he happened to fall in love with an illegitimate daughter.

They all call me Great MasterChapter 953 - 935: The Curtain Falls for the Best Supporting Actor!_2
 6.3k
4.0/5(votes)
GameAdventureFantasyHistorical

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”