Su Qi froze for a moment, his brow slightly furrowed, a trace of confusion in his eyes. "Use my computer?"
Liu Yuan had already prepared her excuse before knocking. Now, her expression was perfectly natural as she pursed her lips lightly, her voice crisp and tinged with pleading. "I need to look up some materials for tomorrow. Using my phone is such a hassle..."
Including her next move, she had already rehearsed it all in her mind.
Su Qi clearly wasn’t thrilled. "Can’t you just go to an internet café tomorrow?"
Liu Yuan blinked, her tone carrying a hint of grievance. "I need it first thing in the morning. You can’t seriously expect me, a girl, to go to an internet café this late at night..."
Su Qi was speechless inside.
What the hell are you afraid of as a Cardholder?
If some idiot thug actually tried anything, they’d be the ones regretting it.
Of course, he’d never say that out loud.
Su Qi sighed, resignation creeping into his voice. "You absolutely have to use it today?"
"Pretty much..." Liu Yuan lowered her head, her voice as soft as a mosquito’s hum. "If I don’t do it today, it’ll really affect my martial exam results."
That part was true.
After all, missing twenty-four hours of training time and 2 points in all attributes would definitely hurt her performance.
Su Qi stared at Liu Yuan for two seconds, feeling like something was off but unable to pinpoint what.
He stepped aside to let her into the room, his tone laced with resignation. "Fine."
Liu Yuan nodded and stepped inside, her footsteps light.
The soft tap-tap of her slippers against the floor echoed faintly. Her legs, wrapped in white stockings, stood out strikingly under the dim moonlight.
Su Qi’s gaze lingered for an instant before he guiltily looked away.
Wearing that to borrow a computer? Might as well be straight out of some adult plot...
Liu Yuan walked over to Su Qi’s desk.
Honestly, this was her first time entering his room.
She sat down at his computer desk, her movements slightly awkward.
Glancing around, she wore a faint look of confusion. "Su Qi, where’s the power button?"
"Top side of the tower." Su Qi pointed under the desk, impatience creeping into his tone. "Hurry up. I need to sleep."
Liu Yuan nodded, pressed the button, and the screen soon flickered to life.
Su Qi retreated to his bed, picking up his phone and pretending to fiddle with it.
Ah, my beloved little phone.
Beloved my ass.
His attention wasn’t on the phone at all.
He was stealing glances at Liu Yuan.
And no, this time it definitely wasn’t about the white stockings.
(Not that he was admitting to having looked before.)
Liu Yuan’s fingers flew across the keyboard, and soon the screen was filled with dense blocks of text and images.
Her expression was focused, brows slightly knitted, as if she were genuinely searching for something important.
Su Qi relaxed slightly.
At least she wasn’t the type to randomly click around.
He continued pretending to play with his phone while his gaze drifted back to her.
Her loose, soft pajamas swayed gently with her movements, revealing a sliver of pale neck.
Her hair cascaded smoothly over her shoulders, carrying a lazy, carefree air.
Her profile, bathed in the screen’s glow, looked especially soft—long lashes, lips slightly pursed.
No, no. Little Iris is definitely cuter than this brat.
Su Qi shook off the stray thoughts.
[Pleasure +1]
[Pleasure +1]
Five minutes...
Ten minutes...
Time passed quickly.
So quickly that Su Qi almost forgot someone else was in the room, happily scrolling through videos. Ah, the little phone really is fun.
Then—
"Su Qi, let me use your cloud drive to download something."
[Pleasure +1]
[Pleasure +1]
[Pleasure +1]
At that moment, the sound of the video faded from Su Qi’s awareness.
His entire world narrowed to one sentence: "Su Qi, let me use your cloud drive to download something."
Let him put it this way: Three years ago, Su Qi had witnessed a man in his twenties get hit by a truck and sent flying seven or eight meters. His bones were shattered, but before passing out, he pulled out his phone.
Not to call an ambulance—but to factory reset it.
As the ancient poem goes: "Though my body may be broken, my honor shall remain untainted."
The same principle applied here.
One second, Su Qi was lying in bed, engrossed in his little phone.
The next, he was already behind Liu Yuan in the blink of an eye.
His phone even hung suspended in midair, still playing the video.
Su Qi didn’t care about propriety, about being alone with a girl. He grabbed Liu Yuan’s small, soft hand and swiftly closed the cloud drive login page, feigning nonchalance. "Download what? My account doesn’t have a premium membership. With a measly 50KB speed, you’d be waiting till tomorrow."
[‘Villain Su Qi’s heart rate spikes violently.]
[Daily Adventure Reward Granted: Temporary use of Special Passive ①, +2 permanent stats to all equipment.]
At this moment, the back of Liu Yuan’s head was pressed against Su Qi’s chest.
Even so, she could feel his heart pounding—thump, thump, thump.
Su Qi wasn’t just nervous—he was sweating bullets, buddy.
He didn’t even have the presence of mind to notice how small and soft her hand was.
Damn boundary-breaking brat!
Since when was a cloud drive something you just casually opened?!
[Pleasure +1]
If Liu Yuan saw files like "How to Discipline a Bratty Girl XXXX," "White-Stockinged Twin Lolis XXXX," or "The Invisible Little Sister,"
how could Su Qi ever show his face again?
Might as well hang himself in the living room.
"I’ll make you a new account. Use your own. New users get three days of free premium—faster downloads."
With her mission accomplished, Liu Yuan had no reason to linger. She slipped out of Su Qi’s encircling arms. "Never mind. I’ll just use my phone."
She closed the browser and stood up.
Su Qi nodded vigorously. "Even better. Get some rest."
Liu Yuan reached the door but paused, glancing back at him. "Su Qi, you should rest early too."
Su Qi replied absentmindedly, "Mm."
Liu Yuan stepped out and gently shut the door.
Walking through the living room, she exhaled deeply.
At least the task was done.
She pulled out her phone.
The browser was still open—to a site called "Bihu," rumored to be full of pretentious know-it-alls.
The title of the post: "How to Make a Guy’s Heart Race."
The answers were all over the place:
- Seduce him. Wear a JK skirt with white socks. If his heart doesn’t race, he’s into men. (Thumbs-up emoji.)
- Scare the crap out of him! Fear = racing heart.
- Make him run. Intense exercise guarantees a spike.
But these replies had only a handful of likes.
One answer, however, stood far above the rest with thousands of upvotes:
"Just tell him you want to see his E drive and cloud drive. Watch him explode."
This reply single-handedly ended the discussion.
The comments below were unanimous: "You absolute monster!"
[Pleasure +100]
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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?"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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.”
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
