My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1664

"Hold this." Nash placed the spearhead in Lana's right hand.

"In a moment, I'll guide your hand and we'll draw an array pattern. Remember to infuse it with your spiritual energy." Nash's deep, magnetic voice resonated in Lana's ear, and his warm breath brushed against her fair neck. Lana felt a tingle run down her spine. She pressed her legs together and replied somewhat flusteredly, "Okay!"

Nash held a stone in his left hand and guided Lana's delicate, soft right hand with his right to draw the array pattern. Not knowing what an array pattern was, Lana simply followed Nash's instructions and channeled her spiritual energy into the spearhead. After a minute, they completed one array pattern. Without pausing, Nash picked up a second stone to continue carving.

Lana's face was flushed. Suddenly, inspiration struck as the second part of her story, The Fox Demon Adventures, came to her. The plot that had eluded her for so long now seemed clear.

She murmured, "After being severely injured, Cliffton loses his cultivation and memory. He studies hard, hoping to gain a title. Meanwhile, Lindsey, filled with remorse, asks her master to teach her to read and write every day. Then, with her hand in his, Cliffton teaches Lindsey how to write."

"Just like what we're doing now?" Nash's lips curled into a slight smile.

Lana's ears turned red as she retorted irritably, "Mr. Calcraft, you're disrupting my thoughts!"

Nash chuckled awkwardly. "Sorry, you can continue. I won't interrupt you anymore."

"You think inspiration comes just like that?" Lana pouted. She then shifted slightly and whispered almost inaudibly, "Mr. Calcraft, are you... getting excited again?"

back to avoid

With his right leg still somewhat numb, Nash hobbled around and buried the stones

where she was sitting on the grass. Before her, the shelter had transformed into a quaint

the structure, green mountains, clear waters, and faint smoke gave the impression of the secluded retreat she had just envisioned

shelter and buried the last stone in

asked, staring at Nash in

"Yes, it's just a

within the illusion array, surprised. Lana was

were carving the illusion pattern earlier, Lana had been thinking about Cliffton and Lindsey's

captured

in her spiritual power and created

nearby. Let's split up and search!" a voice sounded all of a sudden. It sounded like a middle-aged

the voice with a vigilant expression and saw a well-dressed young man walking straight toward them-it was

contracted, and

of the Klien family. He was ignorant, incompetent, and often frequented various nightclubs. Every time he saw

saying he would sleep with her