Ye Shuang instinctively took a step back, bumping into the bedside and tumbling onto the bed.
At that moment, Bai Yuyou leaned in close. She bent over, her hair almost brushing against Ye Shuang's face—from his angle, the slime was marked by the red satin ribbon, looking as if it were about to be squeezed out.
"Ye Shuang, undo this ribbon." Bai Yuyou pointed to the bow on the slime at her front. A single pull would make all the satin ribbons come loose instantly.
This was a method she had researched with Keke.
"Alright." Ye Shuang grabbed the girl's shoulders and gently pushed her away. Looking at Bai Yuyou's innocent expression, he rubbed his temples.
"Did Keke teach you this?"
"I learned it myself." Bai Yuyou's gaze shifted elsewhere.
The next second, a jacket still warm with body heat was draped over her shoulders. Bai Yuyou looked up to see Ye Shuang's helpless expression. "You'll catch a cold like this. How long were you in there?"
"It's fine, just a little stuffy." Bai Yuyou blinked.
"No normal person would do something like this," Ye Shuang said.
"But Keke said Ye Shuang would be happy this way. Are you happy, Ye Shuang?" Bai Yuyou asked. "It's a surprise I prepared."
Ye Shuang was about to say something, but noticing the expectant look in the girl's eyes, he thought for a moment and finally said, "Your thought... makes me happy."
Only then did Bai Yuyou show a cute expression. She lowered her head and touched the satin ribbon of the bow on her chest.
"What's wrong?"
With a soft rip sound, the satin ribbons on Bai Yuyou loosened. Then she directly leaned onto Ye Shuang, whispering in an utterly seductive tone,
"Do you... like this too?"
With that, she kissed him.
The close body warmth made Ye Shuang freeze for a moment. Especially noticing the slightly mature look in Bai Yuyou's downcast eyes, he actually stayed stunned for a few seconds.
In his daze, the seemingly mature girl before him felt somewhat unfamiliar.
"You..." Ye Shuang held Bai Yuyou's waist.
Suddenly, the wardrobe nearby moved.
Ye Shuang was startled, then turned his head—
The next second, a figure actually tumbled out, a few pieces of clothing covering her head. Not only that, she was holding a camera. "Ouch!"
"Um, I-I didn't mean to." Tang Keke scratched her head. She had gotten too excited and accidentally bumped into a shelf inside the wardrobe, causing her to fall out.
Ye Shuang: "..."
"Brother, I was just passing by on my way to the bathroom. You two carry on." Tang Keke stood up and was about to make a quick escape when Ye Shuang grabbed her by the collar with one hand.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Tang Keke: OvO...
A bead of cold sweat formed on her forehead, and the camera in her hand was taken by Ye Shuang.
"Eek!"
For the next while, the two girls knelt on the bed as Ye Shuang lectured them.
"What a terrible idea," Ye Shuang said.
"Ehehe."
"Don't you dare grin."
As Ye Shuang spoke, his gaze returned to Bai Yuyou. He admitted, seeing that look in Bai Yuyou's eyes earlier, his heart had indeed skipped a beat.
It was a charm that came from a mature woman, not the usual dazed appearance before him.
She really has grown up.
In every sense.
After Ye Shuang brought the two girls downstairs, he noticed Chen Qin still hadn't gotten up—perhaps she was deliberately not getting up because he had confessed yesterday that he would be spending the day with Bai Yuyou?
"..."
Ye Shuang prepared breakfast and also gave the two girls their Christmas gifts.
"Our Christmas presents, yay!"
Tang Keke and Bai Yuyou opened their gifts from Ye Shuang right away.
Keke got a figurine, while Bai Yuyou received a cute, snow-white scarf.
Tang Keke seemed very surprised as she examined the figurine box in her hands. "Wow, it's the Logos figurine I like! Thank you, brother!"
Bai Yuyou looked at the scarf in her hands; it felt a bit rough.
"I knitted it myself. Don't dislike it; it is a bit ugly." Ye Shuang smiled, noticing Bai Yuyou continuously touching the scarf.
Having not done it for so long, it definitely wasn't as refined as before.
"I really like it." Bai Yuyou rubbed her cheek against it, feeling its warmth.
"Wow, Yuyou, let me help you put it on."
Noticing this, Tang Keke helped Bai Yuyou wrap the scarf around her neck.
The length was just right, adding a touch of clumsy cuteness to the girl.
Especially at the end of the scarf, there was a small pink rabbit pattern, though the stitching was passable.
"As long as you like it." Seeing Bai Yuyou still stroking the scarf, Ye Shuang smiled.
Chen Qin still hadn't gotten up by morning, so Ye Shuang left breakfast for her and prepared to go out.
"Brother, where are you going?"
"I have some business to attend to at noon. You two can make lunch for Chen Qin later, or heat up the breakfast I left using the microwave."
"Okay, okay."
After Ye Shuang left, Tang Keke and Bai Yuyou sat on the sofa.
Tang Keke was admiring the figurine Ye Shuang bought, while Bai Yuyou was still touching her scarf.
"Our plan this time should count as a success, right?" Tang Keke said with a grin.
Bai Yuyou glanced at her.
"You saw it too, right? Brother's look at that moment, oh my... he was totally about to fall for it." Tang Keke said. If she hadn't accidentally fallen out, what followed would probably have been some serious dOing.
What a shame.
"Keke, you shouldn't have stayed in the room. That wardrobe has a lot of clothes," Bai Yuyou also said.
"Hey, I panicked when I saw brother suddenly roll over and hid in there in a hurry." Tang Keke spread her hands.
But progress is progress.
"Where did Ye Shuang go?" Bai Yuyou suddenly asked.
"No idea. Did he go out for work?" Tang Keke suggested, as brother Ye Shuang was also a vice president and probably quite busy.
...
Meanwhile, after leaving home, Ye Shuang drove directly to an intersection.
A figure was already standing there.
Her soft, medium-length hair reached her shoulders. She wore a long skirt, paired with a simple red jacket and a beret.
At that moment, An Shiyu also noticed the approaching car.
A familiar license plate.
"You're this early?" Ye Shuang asked in surprise, as he had arrived half an hour ahead of time.
"..." An Shiyu didn't speak, instead looking at him for several seconds before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. A cold wind blew, tousling her hair and long skirt, lending An Shiyu a touch of quiet refinement in that moment.
When she's not talking, she actually seems quite cute.
Then, she opened the car door and got in. "You're early too."
"After all, I'm not used to cutting it close." Ye Shuang smiled, then said, "Let's go. I've booked a nice restaurant."
"Mm." An Shiyu sat obediently and ladylike, so quiet that Ye Shuang felt a bit unaccustomed to it.
Had she changed her nature?

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!