My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

The Array Canon!

Nash looked at the tome about array patterns, which was a hefty ten centimeters thick. He could not help the twitch in his mouth. "Even the Oxford Dictionary isn't this thick, is it?" he commented. Flushing with embarrassment, Tatiana replied, "Array patterns are a profound and complex study. They're mysterious too! Of course, the topic would be complicated!"

When she was clinging onto Nash moments before, she felt a dizzying, almost drunken sensation. Now, her pants felt sticky while a numbness coursed through her body. "Tatiana, you don't seem quite yourself. But you don't look sick either," Nash said with a slight frown when his piercing dark eyes picked up her shy demeanor.

"I'm... fine," Tatiana mumbled, her head even lower now.

Softly, Nash asked, "You were trembling a bit when you were holding onto me just now. Could it be..."

Tatiana panicked and exclaimed, "Ah! Shut up, shut up!" She hastily covered Nash's mouth with both hands, eyes filling up with resentment. She almost wished she could bite him to death.

A rich milky fragrance wafted into Nash's nose. Such an exquisite scent! Who could resist a woman with the scent of milk?

Nash smiled and said, "Let's focus on studying the array patterns."

said softly, "This is for you to read. I know you know arrays, and you also have an extraordinary talent for cultivation. Once you learn these patterns, you'll reach new heights in your mastery of arrays!" Her family had arranged a marriage for her with someone from a renowned array family. They were the strongest among the three great array

family was a master of arrays and also a peak expert in the Mystique Loyalty Realm. Even her grandfather had to serve him with utmost respect. This

unless... she could

of these array patterns before. It would take forever

six years only to

pages worth of patterns. If you want to stay here

learn it myself!"

smile. She was teasing him, but she also wanted to test his affinity for

three pages?" Nash scoffed. "What exactly

blinked her big, mascara-framed

said, opening the first

gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, and Three gives birth to