Novels with 韵

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. Inside a private room of a nightclub, there were seven or eight bottles of wine on the table while glasses were staggeredly stacked and filled with various kinds of wine. Music exploded throughout the room, stimulating the eardrums. The lights pulsed along with the music, making the room especially dazzling. Suddenly, a young man walked in wearing a riveted leather jacket, a pair of shorts that just managed to cover the base of the thighs, and shoes with five-centimeter soles. The belt around the waist gleamed while the hair in front of his forehead was combed up and set with hair gel. With several nose rings, he carried an appearance that the heavens ranked first and he was second. With his head held high, he appeared particularly imposing. He grinned and took a breath of the cold air before taking a seat at the booth. Picking up one of th

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. An Zeru has been developing abroad previously and only came back a few months ago, but he could still remember Gu Yu very clearly. His old man at home had already told him uncountably many times to learn more from Gu Yu. So much so that his ears were almost worn out from hearing it. There was disdain between his brows. Tch, what can he learn, he was already caught by that woman and came here to catch an affair. Gu Yu was wearing pajamas, the flush on his face had not yet faded, and his voice was dull. He cleared his throat and asked, "Here, why are you..." His lashes were lowered, but then An Zeru raised his eyebrows again and responded, "I was tired of my old man’s nagging at home, so I came here to hide." No one would have believed this. Gu Yu's expression was stiff and the corners of his lips twitched a few times,

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. Within the stairwell, the light was dim as it landed on the bare thigh, making the entire scene appear ambiguous. Her back was against the wall with her neck arched back, covered with thin sweat, causing her long hair to stick to her neck. Cen Simiao was like a fish short of water, gasping for breath. "Truly quite amazing." Her eye makeup was so exceptionally gorgeous as she glanced over. An Zeru raised his eyebrows and the corner of his mouth quirked, the mockery in his eyes was blatant. "With you like this, you still want to catch an affair? It’ll be dawn if you dally any longer." Cen Simiao narrowed her eyes. His back was straight and his legs were slightly parted while he stood there in his riveted shoes. There was a sense of unruliness from his facial expression, and the impatience evident on his lips was growing. T

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. The sun hung high in the sky, directly baking the earth below. Although the dark night had already passed, the event at the black market last night still left its effect on everyone. On the square of the trade fair, an overseer yelled into a loudspeaker. "All ability users of Chenxi Base listen: all vehicles of the base will depart in half an hour. If you miss it, please walk back to the base on your own. I repeat..." Similar words were also broadcasted in the area of the residential buildings and other places where ability users frequented. In a certain alley, a team was lying in wait to ambush. Their actual strength wasn’t that high. But knowing that many teams were planning to kill and rob spatial ability holders, they thought they would simply wait and observe nearby, hoping that when the supplies explode out, they would be ab

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. Typically, space-ability users have always been well-protected by their teammates, and they usually would not participate in battles. However, last night, a dual-ability holder appeared on the black market. He was relatively strong and so to exchange for a second-order nucleus, had decided to take a risk in desperation. Originally, since he had his teammates and since he also wasn’t someone weak, it wouldn’t have been a problem to escape. However, the unfortunate thing was, with all the battles happening outside of every black market exit, it had been just too chaotic. In the end, he hadn’t been killed by those who were chasing after him but was accidentally killed by another wave of people who were in the midst of their own fight! As the first dead space-ability user, he proved to everyone with his life: Following the death of the space-ab

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. After a while, there was a loud and deafening roar, and the sound of an engine became louder and louder. It flew across the ground before sounding a * squeak * and the tires stilled. Cen Simiao immediately opened her eyes. There was a man on the motorcycle, wearing a helmet, dressed in a motorcycle riding suit, blue and white, but mostly white. It was especially dazzling at night. With one shoe on the ground, he swung the other leg over to get down; wrapped in the tight suit, it appeared straight and slender. After stopping the motorcycle, he just took off and threw down his gloves, the joints of his hands were very distinct Taking off the helmet, the light from the hotel’s entrance just happened to shine on him, making him seem to have a white glow. His hair was messy and just as a gust of wind blew, it tousled his shiny black hair. He str

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. At two o'clock in the morning, all the neon lights were lit up on the corner near the hotel entrance. Though lights were dim and no one paid that location much attention. The people who came and went were all in a hurry. Or they were driving a luxury car while embracing a soft waist, eager to run into the hotel. Or were just tired and dragging a suitcase. * kacha * A lighter lit up, the flame flickering. The smoke of the cigarette was inhaled into the lungs, then slowly exhaled back out. The fingers that held the cigarette were slender, fair, and tender. The woman tucked her curly hair behind her ears and lowered her eyes, earnestly smoking the cigarette. Her mind was still in a mess. It had already been three days since she arrived here before the information of this world finally finished being transmitted to her. Cen Simiao took out