Suddenly, her body was lifted off the ground, and her field of vision began to sway.
Just like a drowning person would grab at the straws within reach, Liu Yuan instinctively wrapped her arms around the "support" she could touch.
For example, Su Qi's neck.
What she felt was the warm touch of his skin, and she could even faintly feel the gentle pulsation of his carotid artery.
This action was completely out of instinct. By the time she realized what she had done, the heat on her cheeks shot up again.
See, the sense of shame was still there after all.
Su Qi seemed unfazed by his sister's action. With steady steps, he carried her out of the narrow kitchen.
Liu Yuan was hanging on him like a small koala pendant.
She buried her head in the crook of Su Qi's neck, and her nose was filled with his pleasant scent that made her feel both at ease and flustered.
Where was Su Qi taking her in his arms?
What was he going to do?
Countless thoughts were rampaging through her muddled brain, making her feel dizzy.
Su Qi walked through the living room, reached the sofa, and then... gently placed her on the sofa.
Liu Yuan's feet touched the soft surface of the sofa again, but she still maintained the posture of hugging Su Qi's neck and forgot to let go for a moment.
She stared blankly up at Su Qi, who was so close.
Su Qi's voice remained steady, showing no sign of emotion: "Since you want to stay, you need to have a proper identity."
Liu Yuan blinked her eyes, and her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.
So, was he really confessing his love to her or was it just "role - playing"?
Su Qi was also looking at her.
His eyes were so deep that it was hard to discern his emotions.
Liu Yuan felt that Su Qi didn't seem to be joking.
Su Qi didn't avert his gaze: "Is there a problem?"
Liu Yuan quickly shook her head like a rattle.
No problem!
Of course, there was no problem!
This was what she had been dreaming of... No, it was something she didn't even dare to think about!
After all, from the very beginning, it was "Iris" (Liu Yuan) who had been pursuing "I Want to Sleep" (Su Qi).
Only...
"Then... the housework..."
Liu Yuan whispered, lacking a bit of confidence.
Su Qi seemed to see through her little thoughts.
"As my girlfriend, isn't it only natural for you to take care of my daily life?"
His tone carried a natural and unarguable meaning.
Liu Yuan: "..."
It seemed... to make sense?
But...
Her little head started to get muddled again.
In novels, after the male and female protagonists established their relationship, weren't they supposed to be sweet and enjoy romantic moments?
In novels, the heroines were always held in the palm of their lovers' hands!
This idiot Su Qi...
He was so concerned about who would do the housework...
For a moment, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
Or perhaps it was the calm before the storm?
Who knew?
All Liu Yuan knew was that she was sitting sideways on the sofa with her two calves resting on Su Qi's legs.
This distance was too close.
The pleasant scent on Su Qi that made her feel both at ease and flustered enveloped her even more strongly.
Liu Yuan suddenly remembered a sentence she had read somewhere.
If you can smell a person's unique scent that isn't formed by external forces like perfume and find it pleasant, it might be an attraction at the genetic level.
Her cheeks started to heat up again embarrassingly.
Was it really like that?
Her little nose wrinkled involuntarily, and she took a deeper breath.
It really... smelled so good.
Naturally, this almost greedy little action didn't escape Su Qi's notice.
The faint scent on the young girl, a mixture of the fragrance of shower gel and an indescribable scent that was uniquely hers, wafted into his nose in strands.
Especially her charming face, fair and tinged with a faint pink glow, under the gentle illumination of the living - room lights, unconsciously exuded an invisible charm, making Su Qi's Adam's apple roll slightly involuntarily.
In this quiet environment where you could hear a pin drop, this sound was particularly prominent.
On the contrary, Liu Yuan's eyes lit up.
This discovery made her... a little proud.
She also somehow got a bit bolder.
She swayed her calves more vigorously, making a slight sound.
It was just like a cat showing affection and soliciting attention from its owner.
The living room was extremely quiet, with only the gentle interweaving of their breathing sounds.
Liu Yuan felt a bit uncomfortable under Su Qi's gaze, but like someone who refused to admit defeat, she even straightened her posture slightly.
Although she didn't have much in that regard, she couldn't lose the momentum.
She could clearly feel that Su Qi's body seemed to stiffen for a moment.
Su Qi finally made a move.
He reached out his hand.
And gently pressed down on her swaying calves.
His warm palm covered the area above her ankle, exerting an undeniable force.
Liu Yuan's movement froze instantly.
"Don't move around."
Liu Yuan: "..."
This big idiot Su Qi!
The atmosphere had reached this point.
Couldn't he understand what she meant without her having to say it out loud?
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
