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Chapter 4

Word Count: 1146    |    Released on: 31/07/2026

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shed open

t. Her posture seemed casual, but there was a very faint bluish tint un

aze darted away quickly, turning his head to stare at the wall

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aught doing so

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voice carried a polite surprise, just r

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usual. He cleared his throat and added,

and strode off in th

cockpit, a mischievous, almos

woman! I've been in the group for three years, and he won't even speak to the women in the ass

used for

ane scurried back into the coc

he curve of her lips was h

ic a

, a creamy-white consistency when squeezed out. Roast meat-the same level-f

sat

the roast meat into small pieces. The wolf-eared youth-Jas

he feeding tube

r throat. Normal. Good. But then a su

effect of sup

e serum was trying to awaken her potential, while the core was devouring all external

nd wen

crisp thud. Her face turned visibly pale, an

xtremely weak. "I...I'm so hun

round the table

hand froze in mid-air. Jasper's ears perked up. All eyes were

world, women's health is

o fast that they left no afterimage-one second he was on the o

's wr

tightened, steadily supporting her sway

Soft. Powerless. Like a blad

was half-truthful. She was indeed hungry, but she co

ze fell on her pale lips, and

made a

h under her knees an

cked

ly wrapped around his neck. Her cheek pressed against his chest, and she could hear the

ic area was com

-his jawline was taut, his lips pressed into a straight line. But his

d voice came

itiative! Everyone in the group knows he's a germaphobe! Last month, Miss Lu

that to any woman. The association arranged for high-soc

cal

s were so light, as if she were placing a piece of porcelain. Au

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f the bed, enveloping her entire body. A few seconds lat

hydration. High fatigue index. No interna

bit. The string that had been taut

n as a thread, and the liquid inside had a faint fluorescent glow. High-con

s were efficient and concise

he touched her skin. Temperature. Pressure. Angle

so sharp in the soft light of the infirmary. The cold shell in his icy

gh her blood vessels, and the energy slowly returned to

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aid s

nd of impatient nasal sound. He tossed the used syringe i

en know you

led out

turn around. His shoulders stiffened slightly

ry low vo

en Sh

aded rapidly down the corridor,

towards the door. A slow

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member

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