Chapter 259
Kayako was letting out a shrill scream, but Ye Zhenzhen couldn't hear a thing.
All her senses were focused elsewhere.
......
A late evening gust of wind and rain washed away the autumn dryness.
Tuning the pipes and flutes, she faced the water chestnut mirror with light makeup.
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The crimson silk was thin, her icy skin gleaming, snowy and fragrant.
Urging the young man on.
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Keep the lamp before the bed canopy lit, waiting from time to time, to look at her delicate face.
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Two hours later.
The movie finally ended, and the lights on the ceiling of the private room turned on.
Gu Ran sat up from the bed unhurriedly, feeling refreshed as he straightened out his slightly messy hem.
With one hand in his pocket, he leaned lazily against the doorframe of the private room, a satisfied smile on his face.
And on the other side of the large bed.
Ye Zhenzhen's eyes were reddish, her long hair in disarray.
She frantically grabbed the pack of extra-thick wet wipes they had bought before coming in, her hands trembling uncontrollably as she tore open the packaging.
Gu Ran just quietly admired her flustered state, the smile in his eyes growing deeper.
After a few wipes, Ye Zhenzhen's movements gradually slowed down.
Her nose twitched slightly.
The next second, her pretty brows furrowed.
She quietly put her hands down and started doing other things to distract herself, pretending to be very busy.
But her completely flushed pretty face and her slender neck were covered in a layer of pink, completely exposing her unsettled heart.
Gu Ran, leaning against the door, laughed out loud. "It's not like you didn't wash your hands, what are you disgusted by?"
"Shut up!"
Ye Zhenzhen was dying of shame and anger. She grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
Gu Ran easily caught the pillow, stepped forward, and opened the door. "Let's go, it's time to meet up."
Ye Zhenzhen took several deep breaths, trying hard to calm her wildly beating heart.
She shoved her right hand tightly into her jacket pocket, lowered her head, and dawdled out the door behind Gu Ran.
"Click."
Just as they walked out, the door to the private room next door also opened.
Ye Jinliang walked out with a glowing red face.
He held his head high, strutting with an arrogant swagger.
Looking closely, there was a small cut on his thick lips, oozing a trace of blood.
From today on, he was also a man who had experienced a real kiss!
Pei Susu, who followed closely behind, had completely lost her usual bossy demeanor.
She kept her head down, her hands unconsciously twisting the hem of her shirt, biting her rosy lips tightly.
On that face that was usually so boisterous, two suspicious blushes were now floating.
The four of them officially met up in the hallway.
The air suddenly grew quiet.
Ye Zhenzhen raised her head, and her gaze happened to collide with Pei Susu's in mid-air.
The two saw each other's thoroughly flushed faces and dodging eyes clearly.
The two best friends, who usually loved to mock and tease each other, now tacitly fell into a bizarre silence.
Neither dared to be the first to speak and tease the other.
Because both were feeling guilty.
Afraid that the moment they opened their mouths, they would expose the shameful things they had just been doing in the private room.
Ye Jinliang's loud voice broke the silence. He rubbed his hands excitedly, completely oblivious to the awkward atmosphere in the hallway.
"Watching this movie took too much energy! Let's go, let's go, let's go to the food street at the entrance and have some barbecue to calm our nerves!"
Pei Susu, the "veteran foodie" who usually responded enthusiastically, uncharacteristically didn't reply.
Instead, she buried her head even lower, pretending to tidy the loose hair by her ear, drawing circles on the ground with her toe.
Ye Zhenzhen acted as if facing a formidable enemy.
She clenched her small hands tightly, hiding them behind her back, her whole body stiff.
Her face was full of unnaturalness, her eyes darting everywhere.
Gu Ran took in the reactions of the two guilty girls.
He glanced again at Ye Jinliang, who was still scratching his head in confusion but full of anticipation, and slowly spoke.
"I think watching this movie made everyone quite 'tired'."
He deliberately dragged out his tone as he spoke, carrying a bit of teasing, "High mental tension, it really takes a lot out of you."
The bodies of the two girls trembled at the same time.
"How about... we skip the barbecue and just go home to rest for today?"
This suggestion was like music to their ears!
"Right!"
"Let's go home!"
Ye Zhenzhen and Pei Susu agreed in unison.
They didn't give Ye Jinliang any chance to refute or ask questions.
Pei Susu grabbed Ye Jinliang's arm and walked quickly toward the cinema entrance without looking back.
"Hey? Wait... aren't we eating?" Ye Jinliang stumbled as he was dragged away, his voice echoing in the hallway.
"Eat, eat, eat, eat your head! Shut up!" Pei Susu's low growl out of humiliation and anger drifted over.
The two fled in panic.
Watching their retreating backs, Gu Ran let out a soft chuckle.
He turned his head, looked at Ye Zhenzhen who was still frozen in place, and naturally took her left hand.
"Let's go, we're going home too."
Ye Zhenzhen didn't struggle, obediently letting him lead her.
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On the way home, the young girl sitting in the passenger seat uncontrollably and quietly raised her hand to play with her hair.
Eww~
Then, like a thief, she quickly withdrew it back into her pocket.
The tips of her ears were burning red, her heart pounding wildly.
Ugh...
She turned her head to look at a certain someone driving, her cheeks involuntarily puffing out.
Bad guy!

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

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."

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

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.”