Chapter 223
To prevent a certain someone from blowing her top, Gu Ran decided to quit while he was ahead.
He walked around to the passenger side and gentlemanly opened the door.
With one hand resting on the door frame to shield her head, he held out his other hand in front of the girl and gave a slight bow.
"Princess, please step out."
That single sentence made Ye Zhenzhen's already restless heartbeat accelerate once again.
She cleared her throat, tried hard to keep a straight face, and tilted her chin up slightly.
"Ahem... how dutiful of you!"
The moment her fingertips touched Gu Ran's palm.
He flipped his hand and grasped hers. His grip was gentle but firm.
Using his momentum, Ye Zhenzhen stood up.
But due to inertia, she crashed headfirst right into his chest.
Her nose was instantly filled with the boy's clean, pleasant scent, and her small face flushed with disappointment in her own lack of restraint.
This time, Gu Ran didn't say anything flirty.
He simply held her hand and led her straight upstairs.
The girl was full of confusion, sneaking glances at him as they walked.
This guy...
Did he undergo a personality change?
It was rare for him to be so serious; when things are this abnormal, something fishy must be going on.
Could he be holding back some ultimate move?
All that could be said was...
The one who knew Gu Ran best was Ye Zhenzhen.
To lower the girl's defenses.
A certain someone acted like a complete "perfect gentleman" the whole way.
He specifically chose a Western restaurant with a quiet and elegant atmosphere.
Soft lighting, soothing music.
Each table was its own independent little world.
The privacy was excellent—simply a holy land for committing crimes...
oh wait, for dating.
Ye Zhenzhen sat opposite Gu Ran, watching him expertly cut the steak.
Then he placed the cut pieces into her plate, making her heart bubble with sweetness.
"I can do it myself," she whispered.
"Open your hand," he suddenly said.
Ye Zhenzhen subconsciously reached out her hand.
The boy used a napkin to gently wipe her fingers, his movements natural and intimate.
Under the envious gazes of the people around them, she lowered her head.
She forked a piece of steak and stuffed it straight into her mouth, trying to hide the rising heat on her face.
This meal was eaten in a state of utter inner turmoil.
As for what the steak tasted like?
She didn't taste it at all!
After dinner, Gu Ran took her to start the "standard dating mode."
Catching dolls in claw machines, buying milk tea, eating ice cream.
He fully embraced the "pure love warrior" style.
Just when Ye Zhenzhen thought today would stick to this heartwarming vibe, completely throwing the parking lot incident to the back of her mind.
His true colors were finally revealed!!
Gu Ran pulled her along, heading straight for the movie theater.
Picking a movie, buying tickets, collecting them.
Done in one smooth motion, as if he was afraid she would back out.
Before entering the auditorium, she specifically glanced at the poster.
Hmm...
Not bad!
A youth romance movie, beautiful art style, looks very safe?
There weren't many people in the theater, just a few couples sitting in twos and threes.
Gu Ran held her hand and familiarly walked towards...
The corner of the back row.
This familiar positioning...
Ye Zhenzhen's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition spontaneously arose.
But mixed within this premonition seemed to be a trace of...
Expectation that even she did not dare to think deeply about.
Realizing this thought, the girl's face gradually heated up.
You're doomed, Ye Zhenzhen...
You're not pure anymore!
Gu Ran pulled the preoccupied girl down to sit.
The lights suddenly dimmed, the giant screen lit up, and the movie began.
Ye Zhenzhen sat up perfectly straight, her eyes wide as saucers.
She tried to focus all her attention on the plot.
However, the presence of a certain someone beside her was simply too strong.
In the dark, Gu Ran turned his head.
His gaze fell unreservedly on the girl's side profile.
The changing lights and shadows from the screen flowed across her face.
Her trembling eyelashes betrayed the panic in her heart at this moment.
Ye Zhenzhen's palms were full of sweat; she clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, pretending to be calm.
A hint of a smile flashed across the boy's eyes.
His large hand silently covered hers, their fingers intertwining.
As the warm touch transmitted, Ye Zhenzhen's entire body stiffened.
The psychological defense she had just built collapsed in an instant.
The movie reached its climax; the male and female leads were kissing in the rain, the sounds ambiguous.
The temperature beside her drew closer and closer. Ye Zhenzhen's heartbeat accelerated, and her cheeks burned.
She turned her head in a panic and met Gu Ran's deep eyes.
"You... don't get so close, mind our surroundings."
She lowered her voice, trying to use "righteousness" to reform this dangerous element.
A certain someone turned a deaf ear and even pushed his luck.
Until their breaths touched.
The sudden movement made her subconsciously close her eyes.
Just when she thought something was about to happen, a soft chuckle came to her ear.
She snapped her eyes open, only to see Gu Ran's highly punchable, grinning face.
The next second, the words in her ear made her brain instantly shut down.
The boy tilted his head slightly, his voice low and hoarse, carrying a fatal bewitchment.
"Do you want... to kiss..."
Seeing the girl's face full of disbelief, Gu Ran kept chuckling softly.
How could this guy ask such a thing with such bold confidence?!
Feeling guilty like a thief, Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly covered his mouth, terrified that someone else might hear.
The boy pressed her hand down and continued to tease her.
"What... you don't want to? We haven't seen each other in so long, you..."
Gu Ran's voice came to an abrupt halt.
Because—
Ye Zhenzhen panicked.
To block this mouth that could spout scandalous words at any moment.
Ye Zhenzhen's mind went blank, and she lunged right at him!
With a muffled "thump."
Gu Ran felt a pain at the corner of his mouth and was completely stunned.
Holy crap?
So you're this kind of Ye Zhenzhen?
So fierce?
Ye Zhenzhen was now riding a tiger and couldn't get off.
She had already kissed him; if she backed down now, wouldn't she look like a total coward?
Two little people were fighting in her mind.
A: Run away! This is too embarrassing!
B: Why run! You lunged at him yourself! Even if you have to fake it, pretend you just lost your balance!
Just as she was preparing a tactical retreat, a large hand suddenly cupped the back of her head.
Want to run?
Too late!
How could he return a freebie that delivered itself right to his door?
Gu Ran turned the tables, gently prying open her lips that were tightly shut from nervousness.
Ye Zhenzhen's brain went "boom" and exploded into total blankness.
What was originally just a "physical attack" to gag him instantly turned into a deep kiss with magical damage.
The darkness became the best protective camouflage, magnifying all their senses.
Gu Ran's kiss was domineering and strong, carrying a youthful aggressiveness as he conquered her territory.
Ye Zhenzhen felt like all the air in her lungs had been sucked dry.
Her fingers unconsciously gripped Gu Ran's sleeves tightly, and her toes curled up in her shoes.
"Mmph..."
She let out a tiny protest, but it only earned a fiercer demand from him.
The movie's BGM played around them, the screen displaying other people's love and hate.
While in the corner, their very own restricted-level plot was playing out.
This feeling was both shameful.
And... incredibly thrilling.
She didn't know how much time had passed, so long that Ye Zhenzhen thought she was going to faint from oxygen deprivation.
Gu Ran finally let her go.
Their foreheads rested against each other, both their breaths a bit messy.
"So... you like it 'thrilling'?"
His voice carried a trace of a hoarse smile.
Ye Zhenzhen buried her face in his chest, playing dead like a quail.
Thrilling my foot!
This bad boy!
What kind of censored words was he saying!
Though she didn't want to admit it.
She couldn't help but feel that this "accident" initiated by her
actually felt... pretty... good...
Ye Zhenzhen's mind kept replaying the scene that had just unfolded.
Her eyes were glued to the big screen, but she wasn't absorbing a single thing playing on it.
Gu Ran, meanwhile, was leisurely playing with the girl's hand, savoring the memory of what had just happened.
He silently analyzed the situation in his head.
Hmm...
It seemed he had been using the wrong approach all along.
Taking it slow and steady just wasn't suited for this girl.
She liked...
The thrill!
...
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.”
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?"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
