Chapter 247
In the narrow kitchen, the air was so hot and dry it felt like it was about to catch fire.
The low hum of the refrigerator's compressor masked the rapid heartbeat in the corner.
Gu Ran rested one hand on the edge of the kitchen counter.
With his other hand, he tightly gripped the young girl's slender waist, trapping her entirely in the shadows.
Ye Zhenzhen's question, "Didn't we come out to drink water?" hadn't even had the chance to leave her mouth.
It was unreasonably blocked back down by the young man.
A few rays of moonlight slipped through the gaps in the blinds, scattering mottled shadows on the floor.
The two hid in the blind spot, their breaths intertwining, their lips practically inseparable.
Gu Ran's hand grew a bit restless, his fingertips caressing her lower back.
His other hand pressed against the cold countertop, forming an airtight encirclement.
Ye Zhenzhen's fingertips trembled as she desperately clutched the hem of Gu Ran's pajamas.
"Mmph... Gu 'Dog' Ran..."
This sense of immorality from "committing a crime against the wind" right under the noses of their elders.
It shot through her spine like an electric current, making her scalp tingle.
Right at that moment, she keenly sensed something.
The steady rhythm of snoring that had been coming from the direction of Gu Ran's bedroom had somehow become barely audible.
Ye Zhenzhen abruptly pushed against Gu Ran's chest.
Taking advantage of a gap to catch her breath, her voice trembled.
"Do you have a death wish? Let go quickly... What if we get caught..."
Gu Ran, however, acted like a fox that had successfully stolen a fish, only pulling back half an inch.
His thumb ambiguously brushed across her moist lips, his eyes full of teasing.
"What are you afraid of?"
He deliberately leaned close to her ear, his hot breath drilling straight into her ear canal.
"At worst, we just go public now and let them hold their grandchild early. Who knows, Lao Gu might even wake up laughing from his dreams."
"Don't you dare!"
Ye Zhenzhen's face was so red it was practically bleeding. She subconsciously reached out to cover his mouth.
The moment her palm touched that scorching warmth, she yanked her hand back as if she had been burned.
Gu Ran looked at her, looking as though she wanted to die of embarrassment but didn't dare make a loud noise.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and just as the fire in his heart was about to press down on her again—
"Ahem!"
A thick, deep cough, seemingly coming with its own reverberation, exploded in the quiet living room.
This sound was comparable to a judge's gavel, directly pronouncing a death sentence.
Gu Ran's entire body instantly stiffened, and a cold sweat immediately broke out on his back.
He maintained his leaning posture, not daring to move.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the kitchen doorway, where a tall, dark figure stood planted like a door god.
Gu Xiangcheng had a coat draped over his shoulders, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's.
Because of the tricky angle, combined with the fact that the kitchen lights were off.
Gu Xiangcheng only saw his son facing the corner of the wall.
And the petite Ye Zhenzhen was completely and solidly blocked by Gu Ran's broad back.
He frowned and asked, "Not sleeping in the middle of the night, did you run out here to practice Qigong?"
Ye Zhenzhen hid in Gu Ran's embrace, her eyes wide as copper bells, biting her lower lip tightly.
It's over!
I'm dead, I'm so dead!
If she was caught red-handed like this, she might as well move to another planet tomorrow!
Gu Ran took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the heart that was about to leap out of his throat.
He knew Ye Zhenzhen was thin-skinned. If they were exposed right now, she would probably dig a hole in the ground and bury herself on the spot.
He turned sideways, using his shoulder to completely block his old man's line of sight.
The hand behind his back gently squeezed Ye Zhenzhen's waist.
That was the secret signal for "play along with me."
The incredibly quick-witted girl scratched his palm, relaying a "received" signal.
The next second, Gu Ran channeled his inner Best Actor, his tone filled with just the right amount of surprise and anxiety.
"Sister Zhenzhen? Sister Zhenzhen, wake up! Oh my, how did you sleepwalk all the way to the kitchen? Are you thirsty? I'll pour you some water right now!"
As he spoke, he turned around with fluid motions to grab a cup.
As if he really were just a "peerless good younger brother" who got up in the middle of the night to take care of his sleepwalking sister.
Ye Zhenzhen: "???"
You motherf...
For the first time, she wanted to curse, and she wanted to curse really dirty...
Listening to these ridiculous words, the young girl's mouth twitched slightly, but she still bit the bullet and switched into "Best Actress mode."
She rubbed her eyes, her gaze hazy, her voice carrying the hoarseness and confusion of someone who had just woken up.
"I... How did I get here?"
She looked at Gu Ran in confusion, and then looked at Gu Xiangcheng at the door.
Her eyes were filled with the three philosophical questions: "Who am I? Where am I? What happened?"
"Little brother Gu Ran? Uncle Gu? Why... why are you guys here too?"
Gu Xiangcheng: "......"
Did he really look like such a fool?
Gu Xiangcheng cleared his throat, deciding to give everyone a way out of this awkward situation.
"I... I was thirsty, so I came out for some water too."
The three of them just stood there, each putting all their effort into acting, making the scene extremely awkward for a moment.
Gu Ran couldn't hold back a "pfft" sound, quickly lowering his head to cover it up with the motion of pouring water.
He nimbly poured two cups of warm water.
He handed one cup to Ye Zhenzhen, and respectfully offered the other cup to his old man with both hands.
Ye Zhenzhen took the cup and, regardless of whether the water was hot or not, tilted her head back and chugged it like a cow.
Her eyes were dead set on the bottom of the cup the entire time, absolutely not daring to make eye contact with Gu Xiangcheng.
Gu Xiangcheng watched Ye Zhenzhen's bold posture and sighed slightly.
"This won't do. Later, Uncle will have to buy a water dispenser to put in your room, so you don't bump into things while sleepwalking in the middle of the night."
Ye Zhenzhen's little face turned bright red hearing this; she wished she could perform a disappearing act on the spot.
She quickly finished the water and placed the cup down on the counter.
"Thank you, Uncle! Goodnight Uncle Gu, goodnight little brother Gu Ran, I... I'll go back to sleep first!"
After saying that, she darted toward the master bedroom without looking back, her steps light and fast, exactly like a startled rabbit.
With a "click," the door was locked from the inside.
In the kitchen, Gu Ran supported Gu Xiangcheng by the arm with a look of filial piety as they walked back.
Right as they neared the door, Gu Xiangcheng suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He looked at him out of the corner of his eye. "What were you doing running to the kitchen just now?"
Gu Ran didn't change his expression, nor did his heart skip a beat.
"Getting water."
"Smack!"
Gu Xiangcheng raised his hand and delivered a crisp slap to the back of his head.
"Ouch! Dad, why are you hitting people? Weren't you also out here to get water?"
Gu Ran clutched his head, lowering his voice in protest.
Hearing this, Gu Xiangcheng rolled up his sleeves and sneered, his voice pressed extremely low.
"I've been a criminal police officer for twenty years. In the middle of the night, the posture you two were in... Do you really think I'm blind?"
Getting angrier as he spoke, he made a move to strike again.
Gu Ran hurriedly pointed in the direction of the master bedroom, making a shushing gesture with an innocent face.
"Auntie Ye is still resting, calm down, calm down!"
Gu Xiangcheng took a deep breath, pointed at Gu Ran's nose, and roared in a whisper.
"Get back to your room and sleep. Behave yourself at home these next two days. I'll deal with you tomorrow!"
"You got it!"
Gu Ran felt as if he had been granted amnesty and flashed into his room in an instant.
As father and son lay back in their beds, Gu Ran still had lingering fears.
His mind was full of that thrilling kiss from just now.
And that suffocatingly awkward scene.
He rolled over, just about to open his mouth to ask his old man exactly when he had woken up.
But a familiar, earth-shattering snoring sound had already reached his ears.
Gu Ran: "......"
What an enviable sleep quality.
Lao Gu's snores shook the heavens in the silent dead of night, making it impossible for Gu Ran to feel sleepy.
He simply pulled out his phone, preparing to send Ye Zhenzhen a message to complain about the "life-or-death speed" crisis they just had.
Just as he opened the chat box, Gu Xiangcheng beside him suddenly rolled over.
The old man smacked his lips and mumbled indistinctly in his sleep.
"You brat... treat Zhenzhen well... the five hundred thousand in that card... for the bride price... your old man prepared it for you a long time ago..."
Gu Ran's hand holding the phone stiffened slightly.
The faint glow of the screen reflected on his face, also illuminating the man beside him, who was sleeping restlessly with graying temples.
The irritation he had initially felt from having his moment interrupted vanished into thin air.
An indescribable mix of soreness and warmth welled up in his heart, making his throat tighten.
It turned out that Lao Gu had already planned everything out.
He had even silently paved the way for his son's future in that somewhat worn-out bankbook.
Gu Ran smiled silently and gently tucked the blanket around his dad.
He typed a line of text on his phone and tapped send.
"Good night, Dr. Ye."
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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.”

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."

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?"

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