Chapter 139
2:00 PM, Wuzhen.
The cicadas' chirping was kept outside by the double-glazed windows, and the air conditioning in the room was turned up high.
When Ye Zhenzhen woke up, her throat was moist, probably saved by that glass of honey water.
She didn't linger in bed. Her mind automatically replayed Gu Ran's face—one that begged for a beating yet was full of deep affection—and the corners of her mouth were harder to suppress than an AK's recoil.
After quickly washing up, she squatted in front of her suitcase, hesitated for three seconds, and decisively changed into the white cotton and linen dress that Gu Ran had casually praised.
Pushing open the French windows, a heatwave mixed with moisture hit her face.
The balconies of the two rooms were connected, with a row of green plants in between to guard against gentlemen but not villains or women.
Gu Ran: Huh? Villain?? Me???
The girl, like a stealthy cat, tiptoed across the defense line and slipped into room 202 next door.
The curtains were tightly drawn, and the light in the room was dim.
Gu Ran was lying on his side on the bed, his breathing long and even.
Asleep, he lost some of his usual unruliness and gained a bit of the obedience of a boy next door.
Ye Zhenzhen held her breath, tiptoed, and squatted by the bed, resting her chin on her hands, becoming a "waiting-for-husband stone."
Her moist, almond-shaped eyes stared at him meticulously, her gaze traveling from his high nose bridge all the way down, finally stopping on those good-looking thin lips.
Pei Susu said that men with thin lips in novels are all fickle?
But the girl frowned her pretty eyebrows, feeling that this statement was completely wrong.
This dog of a guy was obviously deeply affectionate.
"Thump, thump."
After staring at those thin lips for a few seconds, Ye Zhenzhen felt as if they were coated with a witch's poison, making her heartbeat involuntarily accelerate.
Something called "lust makes one foolish" grew wild and uncontrollably in her mind.
Anyway, this guy was asleep, so he wouldn't notice if she gave him a kiss, right?
Probably... not, right.........
Ye Zhenzhen bit her lower lip and made a decision that went against her ancestors.
She slowly leaned over and gave that face a quick peck.
Soft, hot, the touch was absolutely amazing.
Got it!
Like a little mouse stealing lamp oil, she wanted to retract her hand and flee the scene of the crime as if electrocuted.
However, in the next second, a large hand reached out without warning and accurately grabbed her wrist!
"Ah—!"
The world spun.
A strong force struck, and the girl lost her balance, falling directly onto the edge of the bed.
Gu Ran opened his eyes, the bottom of his eyes clear, without the slightest look of someone who had just woken up.
"Dr. Ye," his voice carried the hoarseness of just waking up, like an electric current scraping the eardrums, so crisp it made one's legs weak, "Groping a patient while they sleep, does this count as workplace harassment?"
Boom—!
Ye Zhenzhen's fair, pretty face instantly became thoroughly cooked, even the roots of her ears were burning, and her mind went blank.
"I... I didn't! I was just seeing if there were mosquitoes, right, I was helping you swat mosquitoes!"
"Mosquitoes?"
Gu Ran's thumb rubbed the inside of her wrist, a half-smile on his face: "The mosquitoes in Wuzhen are quite big, huh, and they even apply lip balm?"
Ye Zhenzhen: "!!!"
Discovered?
It's over, it's over, she felt like she was dying again...
The girl was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to die, struggling desperately: "You... let go quickly! I'm going back!"
"I won't let go."
Gu Ran retracted his arm and directly pulled her whole body into his arms.
Through the thin fabric, the boy's chest was hot, his heartbeat strong, carrying the unique hormonal scent of a young man.
Before she could exclaim, Gu Ran buried his face deeply into her soft lower abdomen and took a deep breath.
Top-tier inhalation!
It was all her scent.
Like osmanthus after the rain, more effective than any calming incense.
"Don't move, let me recharge for a while."
Gu Ran's voice was muffled, carrying a hint of acting spoiled, "I stayed up too late last night, my head hurts."
The struggle in his arms instantly stopped.
Ye Zhenzhen's hand, frozen in mid-air, slowly fell, awkwardly rubbing the top of his head, her tone ridiculously soft:
"Oh... then recharge for five minutes, overtime will be charged."
"Okay, I'll mortgage myself to you, is that enough to pay the bill?"
...
At 6:00 PM, the lights in Xizha began to come on.
Just after finishing a meal of braised mutton, Ye Zhenzhen still had sauce on the corners of her mouth. Gu Ran naturally reached out to wipe it off, his movements so skilled that they drew the attention of passersby.
"I want to eat that!"
The girl pointed to the shop in front, her eyes sparkling, as if hiding stars.
"Eating again right after the mutton? Are you a pig?"
Gu Ran curled his lip. Although his mouth showed disdain, his body honestly lined up to pay: "Boss, two Dingsheng cakes."
Taking the pastry, Ye Zhenzhen took a bite, and her almond eyes immediately curved into crescents in satisfaction.
Looking at her silly appearance, the string in Gu Ran's heart completely loosened.
This is life.
"Gu Ran, look at that couple over there, they're so loving, their temperament is really good."
Ye Zhenzhen, like a little hamster eating, casually pointed to a short distance away and exclaimed.
Gu Ran casually glanced over.
Just one look, and his soul scattered!
The man's face, Gu Ran would recognize even if it turned to ash!
Isn't this Lao Gu?!
And the one next to him... Aunt Ye?!
Ye Zhenzhen, if your eyes are useless, donate them!!!
Sure enough, even wearing glasses for myopia, looking at a distance is still blurry.
Gu Ran's scalp went numb, a chill rushed straight to the top of his head, and the Dingsheng cake in his hand almost went straight to heaven on the spot.
Weren't they supposed to go on a honeymoon in Hainan?
How did they end up honeymooning in Wuzhen???
"What's wrong?" Ye Zhenzhen noticed something was wrong and carefully followed Gu Ran's gaze.
In the next second, she also petrified on the spot, the Dingsheng cake stuck in her throat.
Uncle Gu and her mom?!
Why are they here?
Is she seeing things?
"Let's go, quickly!"
Gu Ran grabbed the back of Ye Zhenzhen's head, pressed her face against his chest, and quickly turned around under the cover of a pillar.
"Mmm... Gu Ran, be gentler..."
Ye Zhenzhen shrank into his arms like a frightened quail, trembling.
But then, thinking about it, she swallowed the Dingsheng cake in her mouth to calm her nerves.
...
Not far away.
Ye Shulian held Gu Xiangcheng's arm and turned her head in confusion: "Lao Gu, that back view in the white dress just now... looked a bit like our Zhenzhen?"
She pushed up her sunglasses: "The boy next to her also looks like Gu Ran."
Gu Xiangcheng followed her gaze. The crowd was bustling; where was there any figure?
"You must have seen wrong, right?"
Gu Xiangcheng laughed, full of confidence, setting up a flag high: "Zhenzhen is definitely reading in the library right now!
You know how disciplined that child is. As for that brat Gu Ran, he's probably pulling an all-nighter playing games in some internet cafe."
"Besides, we made a spur-of-the-moment decision to come to Hangzhou to visit my comrade, and dropped by Wuzhen on the way. How could there be such a coincidence? Unless the sun rises from the west!"
"Let's go, the silk shop ahead is nice, I'll buy you a couple of pieces."
Ye Shulian thought about it, and it made sense.
"Maybe I just miss the kids too much."
The sound of footsteps faded away.
Behind the pillar.
Listening to his biological father's confident boomerang speech, Gu Ran's back was soaked with cold sweat.
That was close, almost a series finale.
He looked down. Ye Zhenzhen's little face in his arms was pale, obviously also frightened, but her small mouth kept moving.
"Gu Ran..."
Ye Zhenzhen grabbed his collar, her voice trembling, but her eyes were frighteningly bright: "...So exciting."
Gu Ran: "???"
Why the hell do you look so excited?
Even this can unlock a new kink?!
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?!
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.”
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?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
