Xia Lun withdrew his thoughts, lost in contemplation.
Are those guys... digging for something?
His consciousness couldn't penetrate too deep into the ground, so he didn’t probe further, leaving the specifics below unclear.
Thus, Xia Lun also failed to hear the villagers' conversations... otherwise, he would have surely guessed that this entire village was a den of Twilight Disciples.
Could there be some treasure buried beneath the village? If so, the villagers' reactions would make perfect sense.
Xia Lun had no interest in such things. To him, it was someone else's property—even if there truly was treasure, it held little appeal.
The door creaked open quietly.
Aina, clad in pajamas, slipped inside.
"You're done already?" Xia Lun asked in surprise. She hadn’t been gone long—how had she returned so quickly?
"Mm, it's over," Aina replied with a playful smile. "I thought it was too troublesome, so I used a bit of hypnosis magic on them... Now they're both fast asleep."
Xia Lun: "..."
A familiar feeling.
He remembered how, after giving birth to Aise, Aina had often used the same method to put their child to sleep early.
And now, if Xia Lun guessed correctly...
The Demon King spread her crimson wings once more.
The room was small—each wing, nearly three meters in span, already brushed against the walls.
Beautiful.
The first time Xia Lun saw those wings, the word had slipped from his lips unbidden.
The membrane wings shimmered like congealed blood, fluid and luminous, as if slowly flowing. The bones—some thick, some slender—arranged themselves in flawless symmetry, deceptively delicate yet unyielding.
"Aina!"
Xia Lun hurriedly stopped her. "Look, we’re in someone else’s home. Isn’t this a bit... inappropriate?"
Aina tilted her head slightly. "Inappropriate?"
"Yes, very much so. It feels impolite," Xia Lun nodded. "This bed isn’t even ours—honestly, I’m the type who’s particular about sleeping in my own bed..."
"Oh? I think when adventuring, there’s no need to be so fussy."
Xia Lun shook his head again. "No, Aina. A sense of ceremony is important."
Aina sighed in disappointment. "Fine, if you insist..."
Xia Lun exhaled in relief.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t keep up—Aina’s demands were easy enough to satisfy. But as both the Hero and a legendary adventurer, he was accustomed to taking turns keeping watch at night, never letting his guard down.
However, Aina slowly approached the bed, her ring glowing silver as she stored away the original bedding.
In its place, a lavish canopy bed materialized, occupying over half the room.
"Now this should be acceptable, shouldn’t it, Xia Lun?" Aina flashed a bewitching smile. "I brought our bed."
Xia Lun’s mouth went dry.
Even the legendary adventurer, the fabled Hero hailed as the strongest of men, had moments where he was powerless.
And it wasn’t just the bed—layers of magic arrays still enveloped the room.
Flames licked across their bodies, the precise control of elements ensuring not a single scorch mark touched Xia Lun.
"I... I’ll undress myself next time," Xia Lun coughed lightly, inexplicably unable to meet his wife’s gaze. "No need to waste clothes like this."
"Really? I think undressing takes too long," Aina mused, admiring the physique she had meticulously honed. "And if certain... fluids get on them, they’d need washing. Ah, Xia Lun, are you suggesting I should play the maid and launder your clothes for you? How bold~"
"I suppose another possibility is that I could be your butler, handling such trivial tasks for you, Your Majesty the Demon King," Xia Lun bowed slightly. Even bare-skinned, his perfectly sculpted muscles served as the finest attire, exuding effortless grace.
Aina’s legs trembled faintly.
This Hero... was truly something else.
"If you’re going to say things like that, I wouldn’t mind playing the maid for you now and then," Aina teased, sweeping her galaxy-like hair aside as her soft body pressed against him. She whispered into his ear, "The night is long... What would you command of me, Master...?"
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"I slept so well!"
Liyana stretched luxuriously upon waking.
Mo Lini lay beside her.
The petite Mo Lini curled into a ball even in sleep, the oversized pajamas Aina had prepared slipping off one shoulder, leaving her utterly defenseless.
Through the gap in the collar, glimpses of breathtaking scenery teased the eye.
Liyana shook her head vigorously.
She wasn’t that kind of person! She and Mo Lini were just teammates for now.
Still, this was indecent—and likely to cause a chill—so Liyana carefully pinched the fabric of Mo Lini’s pajamas, intending to adjust it back into place.
Suddenly, as if stirred by the faint touch, Mo Lini’s eyes fluttered open drowsily.
The first thing she saw was Liyana seemingly trying to lift her clothes.
Two hearts pounded violently.
"Ah—!!"
"Eek—!!"
Their screams rang out simultaneously.
Thud!
Liyana was sent flying off the bed by a powerful kick from Mo Lini.
"Guh—!" Liyana coughed up a mouthful of blood, grimacing. Damn, is she part rabbit? That kick packed a punch!
"Y-you—! Liyana, what were you doing to me?!" Mo Lini clutched her chest, torn between fury and humiliation.
"I wasn’t doing anything! I just didn’t want you to catch a cold!" Liyana protested loudly.
But the moment the words left her mouth, she regretted it.
Such a flimsy excuse... Who would believe it? The situation was impossible to explain cleanly, especially since she was into women...
"Oh... Is that so?" Mo Lini covered her mouth. "I-I’m sorry! I thought you were trying to... I didn’t mean to kick you! Really, forgive me...!"
She actually bought it!
What a pure, adorable child...
"What happened? Is everything alright?" Xia Lun, now fully dressed, pushed the door open.
Mo Lini sat with her pajamas half-off, rubbing her eyes, while Liyana sprawled on the floor, her own clothes in disarray.
Xia Lun immediately turned away, not daring to look a second longer.
One more glance, and his eyes might have been gouged out.
Aina slipped past him, stepping into the room with an air of irritation.
"Hurry up and get ready. We’re leaving."
She was in a foul mood—thanks to their screaming, Xia Lun had rushed off to check on them, robbing her of breakfast.
"So soon? What about breakfast?" Liyana blinked. "I was hoping for something warm."
Aina: "Eat in the carriage. I’ll use magic to keep it hot."
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
