After traveling over a thousand kilometers and a whole day of journey, with a full stomach, Lin Yu lay comfortably in bed.
The exhaustion accumulated throughout the day now seeped out from his very bones, flooding his blood, cells, bones, and gradually everything within his body.
Lin Yu's body chose to surrender to this fatigue, lying sprawled on the bed in a starfish shape, not even wanting to move a toe.
Contrary to this weary body was Lin Yu's lively mind.
Lying in his girlfriend's house, his girlfriend—with a great figure and beautiful looks—was less than fifty meters away.
Two months of restraint hadn't been easy, and now with the "delicacy" right before him, Lin Yu couldn't even stop his brain from thinking about those things.
Presumably, many people encounter this situation late at night.
The body is worn out, drained, eyes barely able to stay open.
Yet the brain is incredibly clear, without a hint of sleepiness, even wanting to play games for a while longer or scroll through short videos of beautiful women.
Every time this happens, the brain and the body start fighting.
And you, as the referee, must decide based on the desires of both sides whether to let the body put down the phone and rest, forcing the brain into slumber, or to act like a slave driver, demanding the body to continue slaving away for the brain's entertainment.
This is exactly what Lin Yu faced now: his body utterly exhausted, his brain wildly active, the two beginning to struggle, and Lin Yu already sitting high on the referee's seat, ready to watch the fight.
Brain: I want to get frisky.
Body: Agreed.
Lin Yu: ???
Lin Yu snapped back to reality. He looked down at the blanket covering him, where an abnormal bulge clearly expressed his body's intention.
Damn.
Lin Yu was somewhat speechless.
You surrendered that easily?
You're a mole planted by the brain, right?
Straightening his neck, letting the back of his head sink back into the soft pillow, in the darkness, Lin Yu stared wide-eyed at the ceiling. After a moment's hesitation, he took out his phone.
Things having come to this, there was no point in holding out any longer!
Frisky plan, activate!
With a light tap on the screen, Lin Yu opened the chat box with Xia Muzhu and sent her a message.
Long Aotian: I miss you...
Xia Muzhu wasn't asleep; her reply came quickly.
Bamboo Kitty: (Video call invitation)
Lin Yu hung up without a second thought, his fingers flying across the on-screen keyboard.
Long Aotian: I don't want a video call. Now that we're finally so close, I want to hold you...
Bamboo Kitty: ...
In the silent wait, Lin Yu's heart pounded with anticipation and nervousness, unsure whether he would sleep alone with unquenched desire tonight or get to embrace the beauty and relieve the pressure built up over more than two months.
After what felt like an eternity—though only a few minutes—Xia Muzhu's message finally arrived.
Bamboo Kitty: Wait for me.
Seeing the reply, Lin Yu excitedly flopped on the bed like a fish a couple of times, a smile spreading uncontrollably across his face.
The night was as quiet as still water, especially a winter night, where not even a single annoying insect chirp could be heard.
In this utter silence, Lin Yu heard light footsteps outside the door.
Then, the door lock clicked down with a crisp sound, the door was slowly pushed open, and Xia Muzhu walked into the room, stepping into a pool of clear moonlight.
Under the silvery moonlight, her eyes shimmered slightly, like flawless sapphire gems, complementing her sea-blue pajamas beautifully.
Moonlight flowed over her milky-white skin. Combined with the shyness in her eyes and the blush gracing her cheeks, it made Lin Yu's blood surge with restlessness. He almost couldn't resist pouncing on her right then and there.
However, limited by his physical condition, Lin Yu chose to lie obediently in bed, putting on an innocent, harmless appearance, waiting for the little white rabbit...
No!
The big white rabbit...
Ugh!
Waiting for Xia Muzhu to walk right into his trap!
Xia Muzhu seemed a bit nervous. She glanced shyly at Lin Yu, lowering her head bashfully as she started to walk towards him, but then her steps halted, as if she had suddenly remembered something.
She turned around, closed the door, and only then approached Lin Yu again. Reaching the bedside, she smoothly got into bed, nestling obediently beside Lin Yu.
Wrapping one arm around Xia Muzhu's slender waist, feeling the silky texture of her pajamas and the softness of her waist beneath, Lin Yu's heart pounded with excitement.
Dark night, high winds, no one around, a strong man and a beautiful woman sharing a bed, a fragrant, soft jade in his arms—in such a situation, if you could do nothing, you are this (･ω･)b. (Thumbs up)
But Lin Yu was this (･ω･)q. (Thumbs down)
Though it was only human nature.
Gradually, Lin Yu's hands began to wander. Xia Muzhu hardly resisted; in fact, she could be said to be more encouraging. The breath escaping her lips was even hotter and more rapid than Lin Yu's, clearly showing her anticipation was no less than his.
After some time, the preparatory stage ended, and they were about to move to the next stage.
But at this moment, Xia Muzhu adamantly refused to continue.
Lin Yu knew what she was worried about and whispered softly by her ear:
"It's okay, we'll be careful. Xia Yueshan won't hear."
Xia Muzhu's head still shook like a rattle drum, as she murmured something softly.
Lin Yu didn't catch it, so he leaned closer and asked quietly:
"What?"
"I... I..."
Xia Muzhu hesitated with her words, struggling for a good while before uttering a sentence as faint as a mosquito's hum:
"I... I can't control myself..."
"..."
Lin Yu sniffed. This was a bit tricky.
Moving to the main event seemed unrealistic, but ending things like this would probably leave Lin Yu in a state of painful frustration.
If that's the case...
Lin Yu's gaze naturally fell upon the most prominent feature on Xia Muzhu's body, aside from her eyes...
...
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
