Even deities are no more than this.

Over an hour later, the three of them had eaten and drunk their fill.

Shen Yixue's alcohol tolerance wasn't very good; after just two bottles of beer, a blush had already crept onto her face.

Su Yang and Pan Ning didn't push themselves to drink too much either, knowing when to stop.

After clearing the things into the kitchen to wash, the three returned to the sofa to sit, chat, and relax.

Shen Yixue sat diagonally on her knees, while Pan Ning crossed her legs.

Because their bath towels were quite short, the four legs were just too eye-catching.

Su Yang couldn't help but steal a few glances from time to time.

When he was secretly glancing at Shen Yixue, Pan Ning caught him red-handed.

She rolled her eyes at Su Yang. Nice to look at?

Huh? What's nice to look at? Su Yang played dumb.

What do you think?

Uh, I don't know what you're talking about. I probably didn't sleep well last night; my eyes are a bit dry and sore, Su Yang said, rubbing his eyes and talking nonsense.

Pan Ning actually didn't mind; she had just mentioned it casually because she happened to see it.

Let him look. How many men out there don't like looking at legs?

The three chatted idly for a while, and at midnight, they got up to head back to their rooms to rest.

However, although there were beds now, the sheets and duvet covers hadn't been set up yet.

The three of them carried several large bags containing the bedding sets upstairs.

Su Yang considered that there might be some noise at night, so he planned to let Shen Yixue sleep on the second floor. However, Shen Yixue adamantly refused and insisted on going to the third floor to sleep.

Left with no choice, they had to let her follow them upstairs.

Pan Ning and Su Yang slept in the master bedroom, while Shen Yixue took the guest bedroom next door.

After making the beds with the sheets and covers, Su Yang looked at Shen Yixue and said, All done. Let's go to sleep.

Can Pan Pan sleep in the same room with me? Shen Yixue asked, tugging at Pan Ning.

Su Yang smiled. See if she's willing.

Before Shen Yixue could speak, Pan Ning took the lead and said, You know me, I don't really like sharing a bed with the same sex.

Hmph, choosing a man over your friend. Fine, you guys go, leave me to be lonely all by myself.

The couple exchanged a smile. Su Yang said, What nonsense. Hurry up and go to sleep. We're leaving, goodnight.

Saying that, Su Yang took Pan Ning's hand, turned around, and left Shen Yixue's room.

Close the door for me.

Got it.

Bang. After the room door closed, Shen Yixue sat on the bed in a daze. Her phone had fallen into the lake and broken, so she had nothing to play with.

However, she suddenly remembered that she still had a tablet in her bag. She got up to grab it, then lay down on the bed and started playing on it.

On the other side, Su Yang and Pan Ning returned to the master bedroom next door.

As soon as they entered the room, Su Yang quickly scooped Pan Ning up in his arms and ran toward the bed.

Startled, Pan Ning asked, What are you doing?

Getting down to business.

Don't, Yixue is right next door!

What are you afraid of? It's not like she doesn't understand.

Oh, come on, we at least have to wait until she falls asleep.

No way, who knows what time she'll go to sleep. Time is tight, I can't wait!

Saying that, Su Yang gently tossed Pan Ning onto the bed. Then he reached out and pressed the switch on the wall, instantly plunging the bedroom into darkness.

Without waiting for Pan Ning to say more, he quickly leaned in.

......

Next door, Shen Yixue lay on her bed playing on her tablet.

It wasn't her bedtime yet.

Generally, she didn't sleep until one or two in the morning; it had already become a habit.

If she didn't scroll through TikTok for a while before bed, she simply couldn't fall asleep.

Plus, she had eaten too much tonight and still hadn't fully digested it.

As she was scrolling through videos to build up some sleepiness, she suddenly heard some faint noises in her ears.

At first, she didn't realize what it was, but a few seconds later, she understood.

She wasn't an ignorant little girl, and as someone who had been in relationships before, she naturally knew what it was.

But for some reason, even someone with experience would still blush.

Even though her eyes were glued to the screen, she had no idea what was playing in the video.

She couldn't focus her attention at all, and her mind would inexplicably picture the scene, with the subject being none other than Su Yang.

Ugh!! So annoying!

No wonder he wanted me to sleep on the second floor! So this was the reason!

......

Forty minutes later, Shen Yixue had an agonized expression on her face. She couldn't calm down to watch videos at all. At this very moment, she desperately wanted to call the police, and she also hated herself for not bringing earphones.

She tossed the tablet aside, then reached up to plug her ears, turned off the light, and tried to sleep.

Just like that, she didn't know how long it took before she groggily fell asleep.

......

At nine o'clock the next morning, Su Yang comfortably stretched his back and rolled out of bed.

Pan Ning was no longer beside him.

Hmm? Up so early?

He got up and went into the bathroom to wash up. Afterward, he continued to wrap a bath towel around himself.

Humming a little tune, he slowly made his way downstairs to the living room.

The weather today was exceptionally good. Outside the window, the sun was shining brightly, and the chirping of birds could occasionally be heard from the yard.

What comfortable weather.

Eh? Where are those two? Su Yang turned his head and looked around, but there was no sign of them on the first floor.

He walked over to the terrace and looked out, only to see the two girls sitting in the lounge chairs in the yard, spacing out. Both of them had already changed into their clothes from yesterday.

When they woke up in the morning, their clothes were still a bit damp and hadn't dried completely. But since it was daytime, it was obviously impossible to go outside without clothes on.

So Pan Ning had taken the clothes down and dried them with a hairdryer.

Su Yang called out, What are you guys doing?

Hearing his shout, Pan Ning didn't move, but Shen Yixue turned her head and gave a sweet smile. Sunbathing! By the way, Pan Pan dried your clothes for you and left them on the sofa.

Alright, I see them.

Then hurry up and put them on, stop showing off your body.

Su Yang grinned. Okay, okay, okay.

Saying that, he turned and went back to the sofa in the living room, picked up his folded clothes, pants, and underwear, and quickly put them on.

Mhm... it's still more comfortable wearing clothes.

Su Yang muttered to himself as he walked into the kitchen. Last night, the three of them had eaten the grilled fish completely clean, not even sparing the side dishes.

But that was good, no food was wasted.

Su Yang opened the fridge and took out a few eggs, then boiled water for noodles while simultaneously frying the eggs.

Soon, three bowls of simple egg noodles were ready.

Su Yang carried the noodles to the coffee table in the living room. Then he went to the terrace and shouted to the two who were still sunbathing, Stop sunbathing, come inside and have breakfast.

Hearing it was time for breakfast, Shen Yixue hurriedly got up and was the first to run inside.

Looking at the rushing Shen Yixue, Su Yang was stunned. What's wrong with you? Did a starving ghost catch you?

It's mainly because the food you make is so delicious, I want to eat more. Shen Yixue ran over to the coffee table, pulled up a small chair, sat down, and dug in.

While eating, she gave a thumbs up. Oh my god! How is it that even a random bowl of noodles you cook is so delicious!!

Well, look at who cooked it. Please call me the God of Cooking!

God of Cooking, God of Cooking, you're amazing. I really envy Pan Pan, getting to eat this kind of delicacy every day.

Just as she was speaking, Pan Ning slowly walked in.

Hurry and come eat your noodles.

Okay. Pan Ning went over to the sofa and sat down. She brushed her hair aside, picked up her chopsticks, grabbed some noodles, blew on them, and then put them in her mouth.

In contrast, Shen Yixue really looked like she had been possessed by a starving ghost, just as Su Yang had said. She ate incredibly fast.

The two formed a sharp contrast. Pan Ning was unhurried, elegant, and dignified, while Shen Yixue wolfed down her food without caring about her image at all.

Looking at the way the two of them were, Su Yang smiled, picked up his own bowl of noodles, and started eating.

As he ate, he said, "Pan Pan, Yixue, I don't plan on going back to the city for the next couple of days. If you guys want to head back, I can drop you off..."

"I'm not going back either!" Shen Yixue shouted hurriedly before Su Yang could even finish.

"Don't you need to go home?"

"No need! I spent every single day at my grandpa's house recently, and I was so cooped up I was practically growing mold. I'm a free woman now, and no one can tell me what to do."

"Alright then, what about you?" Su Yang looked at Pan Ning.

"What do you think? Wherever you are, I am."

"Okay. Actually, there's a reason I'm not heading back."

"What reason?" Pan Ning asked after taking a bite of her noodles.

"There are still a lot of unfinished areas in this house, and I need to buy quite a few things. Since we don't have much going on these next two days anyway, I figured I would stay here and get everything sorted out first. After all, it's a bit far from the city, and driving back and forth every day is a hassle. So, I'll just stay here for a couple of days."

"Sounds good. Isn't it nice having the two of us here to keep you company?"

Hearing this, Su Yang laughed. "It is, it's absolutely wonderful. With two gorgeous beauties keeping me company, even the gods couldn't ask for a better life!"

Recommend Series

The Bullet Chat Claims I’m Devoted, While I Level Up With My Alt Accounts

The Bullet Chat Claims I’m Devoted, While I Level Up With My Alt Accounts

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?"

I Feed Myself to the Demons in the Demon Suppression Bureau

I Feed Myself to the Demons in the Demon Suppression Bureau

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

After My Sister Put On the White Stockings, Her Gaze at Me Got Weird

After My Sister Put On the White Stockings, Her Gaze at Me Got Weird

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]

Every Sect Member Gives Me One Year of Cultivation Every Day

Every Sect Member Gives Me One Year of Cultivation Every Day

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.”