We resist each other for two years, much to my mother's frustration. The excuse is that I am too engrossed in work to even bother about anything else. I have brief affairs, none of which are serious enough for me to stomach. They all fall under a poor attempt to shun Halim; but soon, like a mouse circling around cheese on a trap, I get caught. A phone call from Aunty Ada sees me finally falling into our parents' plans.
Xi Mo sighed and sit down on the ground, closing his eyes. It was like he was going to cultivate, but he is really just meditating to rest and refill his Spiritual Essence, so it is different from cultivating. He completely used his Spiritual Essence up, so he actually took over a week to recover it all.
CONCLUSION READER, I married him. A quiet wedding we had: he and I, the parson and clerk, were alone present. When we got back from church, I went into the kitchen of the manor-house, where Mary was cooking the dinner and John cleaning the knives, and I said-'Mary, I have been married to Mr. Rochester this morning.' The housekeeper and her husband were both of that decent phlegmatic order of people, to whom one may at any time safely communicate a remarkable piece of news without incurring the danger of having one's ears pierced by some shrill ejaculation, and subsequently stunned by a torrent of wordy wonderment. Mary did look up, and she did stare at me: the ladle with which she was basting a pair of chickens roasting at the fire, did for some three minutes hang suspended in air; and for the same space of time John's knives also had rest from the polishing process: but Mary, bending again over the roast, said only-
It's a very entertaining read. Something fresher than the usual transmigration stuff and also like that the ML has some character. I love the way the FL is written too. Their interactions are very funny.
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