I am a Primitive Man - Chapter 702: The Trowel of the Mason

The thirty-two-year-old business tycoon, Lu Yinchu, married a woman ten years his junior. The woman was nondescript and ...

Hai Xiu has a slight social disorder. After he transfered school, his new teacher tried to help him to treat it slowly by giving him the task of sending and receiving homework and test paper from his fellow classmates. Although Hai Xiu has communication problem, he still stumbled around trying his best to do so. However, he accidentally misplaced the test paper of the school’s resident “bad student”… And thus, started their sweet story together…

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[Ding!][Acquired the Dragon Queen's Legacy][Acquired the Elf Queen's Legacy][You have awakened the Strongest System]“It's real...! Isekai is real!”******Drax is a laid-back, calm and collected highschool student who accidentally loses his life on Earth and, in turn, has his soul is summoned into the body of a baby in another world, one where mana and magic abound.Blessed with a Dragon Legacy, an Elven Legacy and the love of two mummies, Drax decides to enjoy this second life being free and lively freely, not conforming himself to any world system.“The only way to be the freest person is to also be the strongest person,” Queen Freya said to him.And so begins Drax's journey to become the strongest and freest!

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”