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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Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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?
