Don't leave tonight.

Song Xingzhi still wore a gentle smile on his face, carrying a small bag of fruit drops in his hand.

"Sister Chunxue, busy with work?" Song Xingzhi's brows and eyes were filled with gentleness, "I heard from little Zeng that you are looking to buy a second-hand bicycle?"

Zhang Chunxue was somewhat surprised, not expecting Song Xingzhi to know about this.

It must have been little Zeng who went back and mentioned it to him.

Only, Zhang Chunxue hadn't expected Song Xingzhi to come looking for her about this matter so soon.

"Yes, I've been pondering—"

The next morning, Yi Cheng took Gong Sinan and Mo Xiaotian along with him to the audition site for the Chinese Poetry Conference.

The third and fourth dwarves performed the same maneuver, dodging Walter while dispatching the youths in their hands.

"Come on." Therose smiled, wrapping both hands around Lin Yunjue's arm and dragging him toward the cobblestones with a bit of playful strength.

"Oh." Nie Yunhua walked leisurely and unhurriedly into the light. Dressed in a long gown with wide sleeves, with bright eyes and white teeth, her smile was as gentle as a breeze in March.

Feng Yuan only thought himself clever, never anticipating that there was always someone better. Nie Yunhua's original intention was never to keep them from discovering that something was amiss with her, but simply to verify her own conjecture.

So she immediately had a batch purchased and padded thickly. Everyone in the household got a piece, and she even made a quilt for herself.

She thought they wouldn't come; after all, the distance between their locations was simply too far.

Clearly, a three-day trip had been scheduled, yet her older brother stubbornly dragged her to stay for five days before returning to city A.

Zhou Zhentao immediately nodded, stepped forward, and took Yao Jianye's pulse, followed by an imperceptible shake of his head. When the crowd caught sight of Zhou Zhentao's expression, panic immediately set in.

It wasn't that he was overly suspicious; many patients were just like this, dragging it out until they ultimately missed the optimal window for treatment.

Making them turn on each other at this very moment was truly ruthless—it was undoubtedly like rubbing salt into knife wounds, adding fuel to the raging fire.

As soon as Ye Pingzhuo finished his phone call, he received a call from Wu Jicheng. Learning that Wu Jicheng wanted to see him, he immediately tidied up his things and headed toward the provincial party committee compound.

The arriving Netherworld Beasts numbered fully thirty-six. They blotted out the sky, plunging the surroundings into darkness, their oppressive aura shattering the firmament.

The two aides did not dare to advise him otherwise, letting their division commander indulge in drunken rambling here. Finally, after the third bottle of wine was finished, Liang Xing shouted, "Bring another bottle, put it on my tab!" Then, dropping forward onto the table, he fell fast asleep within moments.

"Still not planning to tell the truth? You've been given many chances; this is the last one." There was coldness in Jingyao's gaze, a chill that made one shudder with dread.

His body temperature, his aura, his unimaginably stunning appearance—all of this was too overbearing, forcing its way heedlessly into her heart.

Later, you led me to rejoin the main forces, gave Han Weihua a thorough beating, but because Han Weihua was rescued by someone, the two of us were forced to return to Han Dalong's troops once again, remaining unrecognized and unfulfilled ever since.

Ye Wuhen, seated in the seat of honor, seemed to have noticed this situation as well, and immediately spoke up: "Jingyao, continue. Whatever problems there are, I shall naturally render a fair and impartial judgment."

"I am Mo Wen, a physician invited by the elder of the Bai family clan to treat the esteemed patriarch. Not only do you fail to welcome me, but you even attempt to drive me away—what kind of logic is this?" Standing with his hands clasped behind his back, Mo Wen spoke in a calm tone.

Speaking of which, the rural charcoal brazier was truly a treasure. The wood ash from the morning fire could be shoveled into the brazier, where it not only produced no smoke but could stay warm all day long. Even the next morning, a gentle poke would reveal glowing embers. Moreover, this brazier was plastered with yellow mud, making it exceptionally durable for burning.

Annie's health bar plummeted drastically, and seeing that she had less than a third remaining, Annie finally couldn't help but flash back under the tower.

At this moment, Zhou Qi and the others had already leaped onto the stone pillars. Sensing someone landing upon them, those stone pillars immediately began to shift and move continuously.