Chapter 81
Having her door pushed open without any hesitation, Ye Zhenzhen immediately frowned.
"What are you trying to do?"
Seeing this guy holding a basin, the young girl was a bit bewildered and even more in disbelief.
Was this guy really here to wash her feet? Why was he always coming up with these random ideas every day?
She was his older sister, after all!
Men and women shouldn't be so physically close, how could she just let a boy touch her feet?
Even if he was her younger brother, it was still a no!
The moment she thought of that scene, Ye Zhenzhen immediately broke out in goosebumps, freezing in place and not daring to move a single step.
"Can't you tell? I'm here to wash your feet."
Hearing her confusion, Gu Ran set the basin down in front of the bed, then stood up straight, saying this with a completely natural expression.
"W-Why do you want to wash my feet?"
Seeing that this guy really had this intention, Ye Zhenzhen's eyes widened instantly. She unconsciously took two steps back until her whole body was pressed against the door.
"How can I give you a massage without washing your feet first?"
"M-Massage? Why do you need to wash my feet for a massage?! N-No, wait, why are you giving me a massage in the first place?!"
"Didn't we agree on this earlier? Five bucks for an hour of massage. Do you really have the heart to watch me lose my job?"
Ye Zhenzhen: "???"
Wait, how is he actually being serious!
Being pushed into the room in a daze, she slightly curled her toes, feeling a bit overwhelmed, and for a moment she forgot to refuse.
"Who gives a massage without washing feet first? Or are you saying your feet naturally smell good?"
He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the young girl's small feet, thinking to himself that he could actually accept it even if she didn't wash them.
"W-What are you looking at?!"
Noticing his gaze, Ye Zhenzhen curled her toes again, wishing she could bury her feet into the ground.
"I'm looking to see if your socks are dirty."
Gu Ran answered truthfully, without a hint of deceit.
Ye Zhenzhen: "???"
If her socks were dirty?!
Then take a good look!
Biting her lip lightly, the young girl glared at him in embarrassment and anger, then kicked her foot out at him, only for the young man to grab it.
"Y-You let go!"
Gu Ran didn't answer. He reached out and tickled the sole of her foot, causing her body to tremble.
Pulled forward, she was forced to hop on one leg to the edge of the bed.
"I'm starting!"
Saying that, Gu Ran pressed her down to sit on the bed, then forcefully took off the girl's cotton sock and smoothly stuffed it into his own pocket. The whole operation was so flawless that Ye Zhenzhen almost didn't realize what was wrong.
"Why did you stuff my sock into your pocket?!"
Biting her lip lightly, even with one foot caught, she questioned him with undiminished momentum, grasping the aura of an older sister more and more perfectly.
Rolling her beautiful eyes, she glared at him. Gu Ran just blinked, thinking about how to answer while grabbing her other foot.
"It's a free package deal with the massage. I can help wash your socks."
Ye Zhenzhen: "???"
"I... I don't need it, give it back to me..."
As her voice fell, she was about to get up to snatch it back, but in a moment of inattention, the sock on her other foot was also pulled off.
"Gu 'Dog' Ran!"
Gritting her teeth lightly, her clear, cold eyes were filled with embarrassment and anger.
Just as she was grinding her little teeth, ready to unleash her ultimate move and bite someone, her toes were squeezed.
"W-What are you doing!"
Glaring at him again in embarrassment and anger, Ye Zhenzhen's face was already covered in a blush.
The fair skin and rosy clouds mixed together, painting an absolutely beautiful picture.
For a moment, Gu Ran looked a bit dazed, unconsciously narrowing his eyes.
"I-Idiot, what are you looking at!"
A ripple appeared in her eyes, misty and swirling.
"Looking at how pretty you are."
Gu Ran still didn't lie, his main trait being honesty.
Faced with his straightforward praise, the young girl instantly lost all her coping strategies.
Blinking her eyes lightly, her long eyelashes couldn't help but tremble slightly. Forcing down her panic, she said in a soft, sweet voice: "I-Idiot!"
She turned her head, not daring to meet his gaze anymore.
The girl's side profile was frighteningly hot, and her ears were completely red, like a boiled crab.
Seeing this, Gu Ran didn't say anything more.
He reached out and gently grabbed Ye Zhenzhen's feet, slowly placing them into the basin filled with warm water.
Gently holding her slender ankles, he began to carefully massage her rosy toes, as if maintaining a precious piece of art.
"~"
Amidst the slow and methodical rubbing, Ye Zhenzhen pursed her lips, quietly turned her head, and stole a glance at him.
That focused and warm gaze made her heartbeat suddenly speed up, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of shyness welling up in her heart.
Her cheeks also flushed, as if dyed with a bashful blush by the setting sun.
"Y-You let go!"
Ye Zhenzhen's face was bright red, her beautiful eyes darting around. She glared at him in embarrassment and began to struggle, wanting to pull her feet back.
......
……
As time passed, the massage gradually came to an end.
Finally, Gu Ran slowly let go of her slender ankles and gently wiped them clean.
Feeling him stop, Ye Zhenzhen lowered her eyes, a wave of indescribable shyness suddenly welling up in her heart.
Quietly raising her head to look at the young man in front of her, she bit her lip and rolled her eyes at him.
Gu Ran: "???"
Seeing her eye roll, Gu Ran was instantly bewildered.
Good heavens, I give you a massage, and you give me a sideways glare?!
Cracking his knuckles, he prepared to show the ungrateful girl what it meant to ruthlessly destroy a flower.
Seeing his movements, Ye Zhenzhen narrowed her eyes, hurriedly stretched out her small foot, and pressed it firmly against his chest.
Gu Ran: "..."
Is this... a kick that only excites the culprit???
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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.”
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
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."
