Stop being so playful.

The flight was at a little past nine.
Qu Wan lazily sprawled across the bed, feeling that there was still plenty of time, and simply didn't want to get up.
"Still not getting up? We need to have breakfast and head to the airport."
"I'm so sleepy."
"Last night, it wasn't me who kept you from sleeping; you were the one who was too excited and kept saying you couldn't fall asleep," Jiang Zeyu immediately distanced himself from responsibility.
"Well, I had already fallen asleep, and you were the one who woke me up."
Jiang Zeyu smiled. "Then that really was my fault."
Qu Wan picked up her phone to check.
She had received quite a few digital red packets last night.
Right now, she was tapping them open one by one to collect the money.
After looking through them all, her older brother was still the most generous.
Mom and Dad...
Although, in reality, the relationship between Sun Village and Leaf Village was actually quite terrible, and that so-called alliance was merely something signed out of forced submission after defeat, it was at least safe for now.

For a moment, the chat barrage in Zhou Shen's livestream room was entirely filled with discussions on whether Zhou Shen could actually manage a "chicken dinner" victory using only a motorcycle. It looked like his genuine tech fans and the argumentative anti-fans had gone head-to-head.
This was simply too wonderful. Before they could even start cheering, they saw Qi Xinyi clutching his severed arm, a pool of blood pooling beside him. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead from the agonizing pain, and his whole body trembled. The expression in his eyes was a mixture of shock and vexation.
Little did she know, what Mu Mian wanted was a large estate. As for poor soil quality, let's not forget she had a spatial dimension and spiritual spring water—there was nothing that wouldn't grow in it.
Fourthwa considered his own temperament and figured that he might actually cause trouble in the future, so he earnestly said to Luo Man, "It won't happen, Big Sister. You won't be able to hit me because I'll run." Therefore, he wouldn't hold any resentment either.
The main issue was this feeling of complete powerlessness—having the ability to fight back yet being forced to pretend to be dead. That kind of frustration was harder to bear than simply dying.
Perhaps to accommodate Lu Chuan, the carriage wasn't moving very fast. Lu Chuan followed closely behind, huffing and puffing from exhaustion. Only when they finally stopped did he realize his legs had turned to jelly from running.
Clearly, he had come tonight to rob them of their coins, but the result turned out to be the exact opposite—all of his own coins were snatched away by the other party.
However, after walking for a long time, they encountered nothing at all, only to arrive once again at a fork in the road.
Thinking about how, once this skill was activated, he had no idea when the next opportunity to activate it would arise again...
"When a Saint Dao Supreme achieves Dao Integration, they can destroy a Saint Supreme. If someone who transcends the Saint Dao Supreme achieves Dao Integration... No wonder Qing Tian said his eldest brother obtained Pangu's Dao fruit, giving him the ability to contend with the Demon God Hongjun." The eight demon gods let out a breath, their expressions full of shock.
An Zhixin looked at his flattering attitude from just moments ago, and a nameless feeling stirred in her heart—it was an extremely unpleasant sensation.
"I'm going to take a shower now. When I come back, I'll keep you company while you sleep, alright?" His magnetic voice murmured softly right beside her ear.
If she hadn't seen that golden toad with her own eyes, she wouldn't have been able to describe it with such precision. This also convinced Yuan Zhen that she wasn't lying to him.

Following that, the system's voice, as if stuck on a playback glitch, vanished along with Su Kui's actions.
The two continued forward. A gigantic mountain barred their path, at the summit of which lay a pool of water that shimmered in the setting sun, flowing with dreamlike brilliance.
"No, wait, I want to ask, what is the meaning of this Divine Blood Supreme Card?" Wang Mingming held up the card with a blank expression.
Immediately afterward, she raised her head, her brows full of heroic spirit, bearing a striking resemblance to the dashing and spirited demeanor of Jun Fengling.
Had it been in the past, Yun Muxue would surely have felt a sweet warmth swell in her heart and rejoiced happily. But now, she simply couldn't muster any joy.
In truth, whether it was Han Shenyan or "Catdelis", both of them had accompanying cameramen following right behind them.
They refused to buy the service agency's watermelon for ten cents a jin, insisting instead on coming here to buy the ones that cost twenty cents a jin.
She had already said everything she needed to say. If the other party refused to trust her and persisted in believing she had hidden motives, then it seemed there was no further need for communication between them.
The crowd sized him up and realized that Li Ming was only at the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, a flash of disdain instantly surfacing in their eyes.
Lena's face flushed red from Xie Xun's praise. She opened her mouth to say, "Mingzhao..." but suddenly felt a wave of weakness wash over her. In an instant, drenched in cold sweat, she collapsed unconscious.