Ninth class citizen

Chapter 381 More money is needed

Although Nan Rong had approved the flavor, the impact of this taste that went straight to their souls was still too strong for them, so they were inevitably feeling lightheaded and unable to walk in a straight line.

Tian Li glanced at Nan Rong indifferently. No one knew what he did, but the two subordinates returned to normal, though their faces still had a slight flush.

Nan Rong felt relieved and popped the orange candy into her mouth as well.

Before taking a bite, she thought of many possible flavors, but they were all wildly wrong.

When the extremely bizarre taste burst forth between her lips and teeth, and then polluted her entire mental state, she felt terrible.

This should be the rare multi-flavored candy mentioned in the comments section, one of the very few in each bottle.

The top note is extremely sour, the middle note is unbearably astringent, and the base note is unbearably hot.

The spiciness was bone-chilling, penetrating to the marrow, stirring up waves that roared into the blood, spreading to every cell of the body, imprinting itself on the soul, and turning the entire spiritual sea into a crimson red.

The jelly dumpling let out a shrill scream, leaping around in the sea of ​​fire, its pale green, translucent body glowing red.

"Master~~~~" It struggled to protect Melissa's soul within its body, its voice distorted, "Don't just stand there~~~~"

Nan Rong's brain, which had been briefly stunned by the sudden shock, quickly regained its ability to think.

The next second, the enormous golden celestial book rose from the sea of ​​consciousness, completely absorbing the fiery, pungent essence and restoring it to the purest free particles.

When she came to her senses, Nan Rong immediately glared angrily at the people around her.

The latter ignored the anger in her eyes, his gaze sweeping over her rosy cheeks, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Liar!" Nan Rong said angrily.

"Oh?" someone said calmly. "You don't like it?"

The meaning couldn't be clearer. If you don't like it, why give it to me in the first place?
"I didn't know it tasted like that." Nan Rong's tone weakened for a second, then intensified again: "But you clearly... so why are you lying?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Tian Li raised an eyebrow, bent his right elbow and offered it to her hand, gesturing for her to take it. "I really think this candy tastes quite good."

Those worldly flavors could actually touch his soul, even if it was only the outermost, shallowest layer, which was no easy feat.

A tiny orange gummy candy stumbled into a dusty world, tearing a tiny opening in it and letting in the intense light and shadow, bit by bit.

Many, many years ago, he seemed to have tried this simple yet intense flavor.

It's just that so much time has passed, and everything covered by time has become so heavy that it's untouchable, so it has gradually been forgotten.

But now, those distant and untouchable things are slowly surging out through that tiny crack.

He couldn't share these feelings with anyone, because no one would understand. And in truth, he didn't need anyone to understand.

Nan Rong felt a lightness in her hand, and the newly opened bottle of Baiwei Candy disappeared.

She stared in astonishment at Tian Li, whose face remained calm and composed, and a thought slowly formed in her mind:
Could this person really think that strange-flavored, mixed-flavor candy was delicious?

So you're still not satisfied and are planning to try all the remaining flavors? This old monster's hobbies are truly bizarre; he's one of a kind!
To welcome the future First Lady, the entire Presidential Palace had been busy since morning. When Nan Rong walked through the gate with Tian Li, they saw all the staff lined up in two neat rows, bowing to her in unison.

Nan Rong could never accept such a grand spectacle of being surrounded by admirers with a clear conscience.

But she couldn't possibly embarrass Tianli in public over such a trivial matter.

The presidential palace is the central hub of the entire federal government, and the employees who work here are not ordinary people.

The seemingly ordinary employees are actually successful scions of prominent families. Even the young and beautiful female cleaners may be the legitimate daughters of some upper-middle-class family.

The president's fiancée, who appeared out of nowhere, had a wonderful personality and greeted everyone one by one, showing great approachability.

But people's hearts are complex, and many regard this easygoing nature as a quality unique to the lower classes.

They were dissatisfied and disdainful, but dared not show it in the slightest.

With the Holmes family's fate as a stark reminder, the Supreme Court demonstrated unprecedented efficiency, convicting all those involved yesterday.

Ms. Tian Zhengzi was found guilty of instigating murder, but due to her kindness in raising His Majesty Tian Li, she received leniency in sentencing and was sentenced to life imprisonment on a prison star outside the capital star circle.

But her husband and other members of the Holmes family were not so lucky.

Ben Holmes, the head of the family, was found guilty on all the charges against him and sentenced to death, to be carried out immediately. Of the family members, only Tiffany and a few other women escaped punishment; the rest were either killed or imprisoned.

Within a mere ten days, the once-powerful Holmes family crumbled, with most of its power nationalized by the Federation and the remainder divided among other families.

The trigger for all of this was the woman walking beside His Majesty Tianli.

Just thinking about this section made those with their heads bowed unconsciously put away their distracting thoughts, and their expressions and postures became as respectful as could be.

Their thoughts were almost completely exposed in front of Tian Li and Nan Rong.

And this is exactly the result they wanted to see.

Tianli took Nanrong's hand and led her to the room that had been prepared in advance.

"The workplace is inevitably simple," he said gently, with an apologetic tone. "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Nan Rong naturally couldn't let him perform a one-woman show, and looked back at the past with the same deep affection: "As long as I'm by your side, I'll never feel wronged."

A smile appeared on Tian Li's handsome face. In front of his subordinates, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, and with restraint and demureness, gently kissed Nan Rong's hairline.

The kiss was just a camera trick; she didn't actually touch Nan Rong's hair. But the embrace was real and irresistible.

Nan Rong was completely unprepared for this, so even after closing the door, she still felt mentally blank and physically weak.

After a long while, she finally sorted out her thoughts and sent a telepathic message to Tianli.

There was no beginning or end, only one line: "Adding scenes is possible, but you'll have to pay more."