Lethal Stunner: Kicking Off with Five Beast Husbands

Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Are You There? Touching the Cat’s Ears

The group exited the space, waiting for dawn tomorrow to go out shopping.

Before going to bed, it was time for the nightly routine question.

Que Zelian looked at Xiao Jinsheng, who was about to head upstairs: "Who are you sleeping with tonight?"

Xiao Jinsheng avoided his gaze: "I want to sleep alone tonight."

The unexpected answer made Que Zelian pause for a moment.

"Not afraid of Fog Corpses anymore?" Que Zelian chuckled lightly.

"Well, we can’t live in fear of Fog Corpses every day, right? Just a little scared—like 40% scared," Xiao Jinsheng pondered.

These past few days on Mist Continent, every night had been full of worry, fearing that Fog Corpses might gnaw on her brain while she slept.

Before, there was no other choice.

Now that she had the space, she could hide inside it.

Upon hearing this, Que Zelian didn’t say much else and simply raised his lips in a smile: "Then goodnight, sweet dreams."

"Okay, you too, sweet dreams." Xiao Jinsheng nodded hurriedly and rushed to her room.

After washing up, she went directly into the space and set up her portable tent.

The space was currently empty, so the tent had to do for now.

Once the house in the space was built, she was determined to buy a soft, big bed.

The following morning, they hadn’t eaten breakfast.

Not because Huaiqing refused to cook, but because their food supplies had run out—it was perfect timing for today’s shopping trip.

As they sat in the car and saw Bai Yan’s courtyard gates tightly shut next door, Xiao Jinsheng let out a sigh of relief.

She really couldn’t stand Bai Yan’s "green tea" airs; every conversation with Bai Yan left her ready to explode.

In the Mist West, towns under terminal control and located in city centers had a terminal trading market.

Zombies in this world weren’t nearly as dangerous as Fog Corpses or Mutant Beasts.

superpowers, under terminal assistance, had restored about thirty percent of

supplies could be purchased

Que Zelian raised a hand to shield

driver’s door and quickly headed toward the

elevator wasn’t too big or too small,

the elevator, there was no one else—just her

a circle inside

glanced inside at the four men.

Jiao looked puzzled, then pointed upward: "You could hang from the

take

at Mo Jiao first, then turned

big step forward and stood in the center of the

closely behind, still standing in the space

doors slowly closed, the small space was completely sealed, and Xiao Jinsheng began to feel that the atmosphere was slightly

head to glance around; the five men, each in their

swept over them—five men, folding their arms

up to scan the perimeter—five men, each with different expressions, their gazes all fixed on

looked left

the elevator buttons, pushed the golden-rimmed glasses up on his nose when their

in the elevator’s left corner, raised his eyebrows when their gazes

half a step when she looked at him, scaring Xiao Jinsheng into retreating.

their eyes met, the cat ears buried in his white hair twitched one left and

Jiao’s sudden approach just now, Xiao Jinsheng had retreated, inadvertently narrowing the already short distance between herself and Que Zelian to just the width

hand on her lower back and another on her arm, leaning down to express concern:

shaking her head: "It’s

She regretted everything.

never again to read elevator fiction filled

she looked, those little spicy scenes she’d

to take the stairs," Yu Yunxiao noted from

her abdomen, pulling her snugly into his embrace: "We’ll be there

Xiao Jinsheng mumbled

hands, unwilling to let them see the

her nineteen years of life and countless elevator rides, none had ever been as

with no stops or new passengers on the

all goods were consigned

core transactions, deducting a five percent fee. Because of this, the market items were organized like a supermarket—neatly

surveillance, it was impossible for

opened, Xiao Jinsheng was

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