Chapter 223: Doudou and Bobo

At this moment, Doudou happily shook its head as Duoduo was shoving things inside it.

She pressed her eyes to the gourd's mouth and peered hard inside.

She had been inside before and knew it was very large, but peering in from the mouth, it looked tiny.

She shoved peanuts inside, and every time she added a little, the gourd seemed to fill up completely.

"This is strange," Duoduo muttered softly.

Then she hugged the gourd and shook it vigorously, wiggling her hips.

Her narrow eyes were emerald and calm, their pupils softly reflecting her silhouette, their gaze gentle as a pool of pure water, layer by layer enveloping her face within, as if deeply branded into the very bottom of her eyes.

Jiang Qie pursed her lips, but her fingers clenched tightly out of sight—she was also curious about Zhou Yan's reaction.

Hua Xuanji held Qier and followed Yehua off the carriage, meeting A Liang's smiling face head-on.

"Proceed. We don't need to take risks. Tomorrow—or even this afternoon—there's still a chance the limit-up won't hold. Reduce positions as planned," Arslan was decisive, giving the order without hesitation.

In truth, he thought the Vanguard Commander Emperor had only a few years left to live; it was already 1859, and if he remembered correctly, Vanguard Commander would die in two years.

On the first day, precisely because there were no guards watching, the waterwheel finally got the chance to be destroyed.

"All is fate. You still have a chance to save more families," Jiang Qie had already made peace with it.

In the days that followed, Jiang Chuan engaged in multiple in-depth communications and negotiations with suppliers.

Yue Tang swiftly wrung out a cloth and handed it to me. I sat on the edge of the bed, wiping Shen Yi's forehead of sweat, frantic but helpless, so I gripped his hand tightly, silently praying: Shen Yi, please don't die.

These men wore the attire of the Great Yan army, especially the leader, who donned a blue official robe, his expression haughty, barely concealing his contempt for those around him—Qin Ming looked genuinely convincing.

"Sister," Xi'er hugged Buloniyia tightly, warm tears falling onto her shoulder.

Yet this teaching method made not only the listeners suffer, but the teacher even more so—otherwise, there wouldn't be cases in later generations where parents, tutoring their children, were driven to the hospital in rage.

Moreover, he felt Qin Zhen, the fat man, was very honest and wouldn't tamper with things; entrusting the rest to him wouldn't lead to mishaps.

At this moment, his body felt as if torn apart, even the jagged bone fragments exposed.

Then he pressed his lips to hers, transferring the air from his abdomen to her, just as he had done beneath the lake earlier.

When a person is utterly miserable, no amount of strong liquor helps—Qiao Anyuan was just like this.

Qin Siye stared for a long while, finally catching a glimpse of the pattern. At that moment, the opposing military officer called out "One hundred," and Lin Sihai leapt up, immediately assuming a stance and beginning to practice boxing; as he moved, the soldiers below shouted loudly and followed suit.

Under these circumstances, expecting Zhang Sha to feel disappointment or regret over Liu Kai's going abroad is less likely than saying the incident sparked a wave of "overseas fever" throughout the family compound.

I roughly understood. In the end, he was murdered. If I'd been at the scene, I could've gotten it.

The match ultimately ended with Lako winning 2–0, securing their first victory.

"Bullshit! Ru Yan's been dead for so long—have you found her cause of death? You're the murderer!" Ning Zhe roared, now completely insane.

So Liu Yun deliberately understated by 1, 00 points—even if Liu Yueru was on his side, he had to leave some margin of error, giving himself room to retreat. As for himself, he would wait until the peak reached 6, 00 points, then slowly cash out.