Chapter 78: I'll Pick a Swimsuit for You

Driving the Bentley with a girl beside him, Jiang Shuyao took out a small mirror and began to fuss over her appearance. Lin Ran said, “You’re already beautiful; why touch up your makeup?”
“What do you know?” Jiang Shuyao muttered, continuing her meticulous grooming.
With a designer waiting at the villa, Jiang Shuyao knew well that she had to make herself as pretty as possible so as not to embarrass her man.
Lin Ran drove, listening to “Sea of Flowers” playing in the car.
Don’t leave me—
The slightly novel helmet rested on their heads; a strand of hair from the front seat slipped out, brushing against the eyes of the person behind.
“You, you, what are you doing?” The mage looked incredulous, selecting “abandon” at the healing point. Being the only one who cast a vote, the staff naturally belonged to him.
For warriors with few movement skills, it was a decent skill, though too easily interrupted; to call it a dispensable skill was not an exaggeration.
“I know!” I’m not Meng Shuwei, stealing someone’s man and shamelessly confronting the wife. I’m keeping away from Song Qingya as fast as I can.
Tang Xu, hands tucked into the pockets of the athletic jacket prepared by the show crew, looked at Chu Shangyu, a sinister smile curling at the corner of her lips.
Sure enough, the lips of the fainted trainees were tinged with blue, their bodies trembling. Fortunately, their minds were clear, though they were somewhat weak.
“No,” I replied, annoyed. I came for medical treatment, not to be interrogated like a criminal.
Huang Dou and the others didn’t know the soul skills of the Shrek team, but before each soul battle, everyone’s soul power was measured, so they were well aware of Shrek’s soul power levels.
In Shire, it was a magnificent era, the world thriving, sunshine and gentle breezes everywhere. The common people henceforth lived in peace and security.
Scattered wind blades and flames struck the shield formation of the Changshan Legion, but failed to make much impact.
Lin Kun sat unwillingly on the bench, instantly feeling a chill that made him uneasy. As soon as he sat, Qin Yan and Wang Fangfang took seats on either side of him, pressing closely, deliberately rubbing their bodies against his.
“Seriously? The armed police sealed the village and still can’t find a chef?” Lin Kun feigned skepticism.
Si Chongguang made his way to the laboratory, which was eerie and terrifying. Especially disturbing were the humans used in experiments: some were infested with maggots, sealed in large glass tanks; others had become unrecognizable monsters, far more horrifying than any torture.
The staff officer responsible for drilling the troops watched calmly, expressionless, as if Zong Wei’s actions did not violate any rules and there was no need to intervene.
“All right, you may explain how the incident occurred. Be thorough—leave nothing out or concealed. Who will start? Vice Envoy Ma, perhaps you first. You’re from the Imperial Guard; I want to hear your account first,” Prince Liang said coldly.
Jinyu: Don’t be fooled by some pet dogs that look fierce; they’re actually gentle at heart. Unless they’re rabid, they won’t bite people randomly.
A brother, returning after years away, uttered a single sentence that shattered years of adultery and ignited the evil fire in Qiu Guodong’s heart.
Piece by piece, unfinished mechanical parts were laid on the ground—from pressed gun bodies to triggers, magazines, springs, and more. Yet most of these parts were filthy, barely qualifying as prototypes.
The Dragon King of the Li River was originally a blue carp turned demon, awakened to the bloodline of a flood dragon, and now seemed on the verge of transforming into a true dragon.
Xu Liang, a 28-year-old PCB engineer, had recently reported to Shiqi Group, where his team’s circuit board design was highly praised by Hua Qixiang. His thick glasses told the story of years of eye strain, and his premature receding hairline proclaimed his professional dedication.