Meng Wenzhou picked up the tea from the table and took a sip.
"What about you? Your 'hormone therapy' must’ve been decent too, right?"
"Me? Nothing special. Aside from the masseuse being good-looking, it was just standard procedure."
"Oh really?" Meng Wenzhou gave Su Yang a skeptical look, smiling suggestively.
Su Yang blinked playfully. "Just a full-body massage~"
"Full-body... massage?"
"Yep, full-body..."
"Heh, well damn, you didn’t do too bad either~"
"Alright, alright, let’s drop it. They should be coming out soon."
The two lounged on the sofa, chatting idly. Before long, Pan Ning, Lu Yun, Tang Ziyun, and Meng Qianyu emerged from the hallway behind the lobby.
Spotting them, Su Yang waved. "Over here~"
The four sat down on the sofa, their faces flushed but expressions oddly strained.
"What’s wrong? Bad service?" Su Yang asked.
"Ugh, don’t even ask. It was kinda embarrassing!" Lu Yun muttered, her cheeks burning.
"Oh? Do tell!" Meng Wenzhou perked up with interest.
"Yeah, wasn’t it just a massage? How’d it get awkward?" Su Yang pressed.
Tang Ziyun and Meng Qianyu were also blushing, while Pan Ning seemed the least affected.
"Come on, spill~"
"It’s nothing worth talking about," Pan Ning cut in impatiently.
Meng Wenzhou smirked, rolling his eyes. "Weren’t your masseuses all women?"
Tang Ziyun hesitated before replying, "They were, but..."
"But what?"
"Ugh, it’s just... they only massaged our waists and... our hips."
Su Yang recalled that they’d chosen the "Charm & Grace" package—Zhao Xiaolan had mentioned it focused solely on those areas.
"That’s literally what the package includes. What’s the big deal?"
Tang Ziyun took a sip of the tea a server had brought over and sighed. "They kept... ugh, never mind! It’s too embarrassing!"
Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou exchanged glances. Realizing they wouldn’t get more details, they chuckled and dropped the subject.
Su Yang thought to himself, I’ll ask them privately later.
About ten minutes later, Liu Bo and the others strolled over leisurely.
"Hey! You guys done already?" Liu Bo and Ji Bo led the group, grinning.
"Finished ages ago. Yours was the priciest, so it took longer."
"Heh, but it was worth it!"
"How so?" Meng Wenzhou asked with a playful wink.
"First off, every single masseuse was stunning—not quite on par with our girls, of course, but top-tier for the profession. And their hands? So soft and skilled. Felt amazing!" Liu Bo’s eyes sparkled, clearly still savoring the memory.
Su Yang laughed. "Alright, spare us the details. Let’s get going."
"Wait, we haven’t paid yet," Pan Ning said, standing up—only to see Lu Yun walking back from the front desk.
"Huh? When did you...?"
Lu Yun smiled sweetly. "While you were chatting."
"You already paid?"
"Yep~"
Pan Ning sighed. "I told you this was my treat. You’re impossible."
Lu Yun stuck out her tongue and stepped closer. "Who pays doesn’t matter. I know you guys don’t care, but I wanted to contribute where I could. It wouldn’t feel right just accepting your kindness without giving back."
Pan Ning smiled softly. "Fine~ No more arguing."
"Let’s head out," Su Yang called, rising to his feet.
He’d noticed Lu Yun sneaking off to pay earlier but didn’t stop her—he knew her well enough to understand she’d feel uneasy if she couldn’t reciprocate.
Amid cheerful farewells from the staff, the group of eleven exited Ning Shen Pavilion.
It was still early, and everyone felt refreshed after their massages.
Zhang Ziming turned to the group with a grin. "While we were at the hot springs earlier, we talked about playing Werewolf after the massage. What do you all think?"
Meng Qianyu immediately lit up. "I’m in!"
"Me too!" Ye Wan added, raising her hand.
Seeing everyone’s enthusiasm, Zhang Ziming beamed. "Great! We’ll grab some beers to go with it."
"Sounds fun~ But should we play at your place or ours?" Tang Ziyun asked.
"Either works. How about yours? That way, you can just crash afterward, and we’ll leave."
"Perfect~"
The group chatted cheerfully as they walked back to the villa area.
Soon, they arrived at the "girls’ dorm."
The decor was nearly identical to the guys’ place, with only minor layout differences.
Everyone settled onto the living room sofas while Zhang Ziming called the front desk from the hotel phone on the side table.
About fifteen minutes later, a knock came at the door. Ji Bo jogged over to answer it.
A staff member stood outside with a cart holding two cases of craft beer and assorted snacks.
"That was fast! Mind bringing it in?"
"Of course~" The attendant wheeled the cart inside, swiftly unloading the beers and snacks onto the coffee table.
After a few polite exchanges, he left with the cart.
"Alright, drinks are here, and it’s about time. Let’s get started!" Zhang Ziming said, cracking open a beer case.
Su Yang glanced around. "There’s eleven of us. Who’s moderating?"
Meng Qianyu raised her hand. "I’ll do the first round. Anyone who doesn’t know how to play?"
Several people nodded hesitantly.
"Wait, that many?" Meng Qianyu blinked.
"Not that we don’t know, just that we’re rusty. Haven’t played much," Liu Bo clarified.
"That’s fine! As long as you know the rules, you’ll pick it up. I meant, is there anyone who’s never played?"
When no one spoke up, Meng Qianyu smiled. "Good. Worst-case scenario, someone’s clueless."
"Shouldn’t be an issue. This game’s been popular for years—everyone’s probably tried it," Su Yang said.
"Great! I’ll moderate first. You ten can start the first round.
...
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
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.
