"Nightmare?" I said in a last-ditch effort. This time, the spider seemed to perk up and slowly nodded its head. Nightmare, sure, why not? It will fit in perfectly with Merciless and Swift Killer. Couldn't I get one thing around me with a normal, cute name? Was that really too much to ask for?
His favorite thing to do was to sit quietly on the soft sofa, her eyes glued to the television and putting food into her mouth. Her cheeks were puffed up from eating, and she looked no different from a milky white little hamster.
At this moment, the rich lady and her daughter were filled with regret. Why did she have to be so talkative for no reason when she came to buy clothes? Why did she have to be so rude!
"Even if she's an ordinary girl, is it ok for you to act superior and chase her out? Who gave you the right to do that? Our country is already reformed, do you still think you're the Empress Dowager? Who do you think you are?!"