Chapter 28: The Little Mermaid's Beautiful Meal
Xiyao seemed entirely oblivious to the social boundaries between the sexes. Not only did he knock on her door late at night, but he also wore a smile that was dangerously alluring. Shi Chuchu stared at his vibrant, parted red lips, and her head suddenly began to swim. The sudden, piercing shriek of the system jolted her back to reality: "Wake up, Host! He is using the Siren's Voice to hypnotize you! He is trying to pry information out of you!"
"No, he isn't coming here; he's heading to the previous location. Our informant will leak the news and lure him right into the trap! Ha!" The Thai man was immensely pleased with his brilliant arrangement. However, for those attempting to infiltrate the base quietly, this was hardly good news. Upon seeing the long-missed Gardenia Villa again, Zhong Qiao and Su He both shed tears of joy and sorrow.
The advice sounded reasonable, but where was she supposed to start when it came to catering to his preferences? Should she accompany him to clubs to flirt with gold-diggers, or join him in using a whip to discipline the servants?
The nine divine towers each held a magnetic allure that left one yearning for them. Not to mention the others, just take the Heaven-Burning Qi-Forging Tower, for example. Thus, the group each harbored their own secret concerns. That day, they gathered some wild fruits and vegetables, caught a few pheasants, and prepared a delicious meal to share. Though these wild delicacies were not particularly precious, they were exceptionally fresh and flavorful.
"You lucky bastard, you really have your ways! The mountains don't turn, but the waters do; we shall meet again!" After throwing down this threat, Bentinck turned and fled. Clearly, without gasoline, he knew he was no match for He Zudao, and he had at least that much self-awareness. But why, of all days, did Hu Xianjin choose today to impersonate a representative of the Rattlesnake Group at the Divine Electric Corporation? Some people were even going so far as to speculate on the final rankings of senior sisters Wenrou, Wenwan, and Taoli.
As they spoke, a large group of people entered the conference room, led by a man in his fifties. He sported a thick mustache between his nose and lips, and his bald head shone with a greasy sheen. Although he wore a suit, he looked entirely out of place.
Who would have thought that while Mother Liu was a master in the kitchen and appeared quite capable, she clearly had never learned to read the room. Upon hearing Lin Nuannuan's words, a look of yearning appeared on her face, and she grew visibly excited. Huhu seemed to see right through Boro's thoughts, though she chose not to expose them.
Lin Nuannuan was equally embarrassed at this moment. She and Xue Mingrui had only just confessed their feelings and were basking in the glow of new romance, only for Granny Dou to so bluntly pierce the veil, leaving her feeling both shy and mortified. The imperial physicians waiting outside the door crawled into the hall on their knees to examine Chu Xiangsi once more with meticulous care.
He had only taken a phone call, one lasting less than three minutes, when he heard a deafening boom and rushed into the dining room. Blood sprayed onto the sentry in front; feeling a chill on his neck, he instinctively touched it and turned around. When he saw Liu Ying slam on the brakes, he reacted instantly—he skidded to a halt, and before he could even steady himself, he shifted his body, performed a crossover step, and ducked behind a thick banana tree, pressing his back against it.
Clutching the pouch, Lin Nuannuan watched as Mother Liu rubbed her large hands together before letting them drop to her sides, where she nervously twisted the hem of her garment. Not stepping forward herself, Lin Nuannuan softly called for Qiukui, handed her the pouch, and gestured toward Mother Liu.
Li Mu had endured the grueling hardships of frontline infantry, the death-defying era of the commando units, and the temptations of urban life during his time in the Armed Police. Compared to this, he felt that his own experiences were not worth mentioning when set against the officers and soldiers who spent at least two years at a time stationed on the island.