Looking at the man's wooden, vacant profile, she reached out to cup his face, turning it toward her before pressing her lips against his with desperate urgency.
After leaving a messy trail of kisses across Lin Yu's face, lips, and neck, Qing Mo’s gaze burned with heat. She was so excited that even the hand resting on his cheek trembled slightly.
Look at me, Lin Yu.
Look.
I like you.
It’s not just because of that reason.
I like you.
I really, truly like you.
As she spoke, her nose stung, and she lost control of her emotions, kissing him again.
Qing Mo had actually been very worried about the things Lin Yu had mentioned before.
She was terrified that after forcing herself on him, her body would become uncontrollable again, just as it once had.
Just as she used to be unable to stop her body from reacting to him, she feared she would now be unable to stop her body from losing its feeling for him, from losing interest.
Back when she first met Lin Yu, Qing Mo had absolutely loathed her own shameful body.
He was such a trashy person, yet she had been unable to pull herself away, even humiliating herself by repeatedly bowing before him and acting base just to obtain that forbidden sensation.
Qing Mo knew well that the twisted pleasure wasn't love, but a pathological addiction, yet she could only sink helplessly into the whirlpool, pulled deeper and deeper.
...
After everything they had been through, what she once loathed had become the hope she prayed would never vanish.
She was afraid.
She was truly afraid.
Afraid that now that she had fallen in love with him, her body would start betraying her will again...
...
But it was okay. It was okay.
Qing Mo’s nose twitched slightly as tears began to fall.
Fortunately, she liked him, and her body still liked him too...
No.
It liked him even more now...
...
Lin Yu allowed Qing Mo to rain kisses upon his face, his eyes vacant and lifeless, looking as though he had lost his soul.
His mind was a complete blank—not because he was unwilling to think, but because he no longer had the capacity to do so.
The feelings between Lin Yu, Tang Manman, and Xia Muzhu were like two earphone cords tangled together in countless knots.
Although Lin Yu lacked the ability to clearly separate them without damaging either cord, he had always held onto a sliver of hope. He thought that if he took his time, patiently pulling and untangling them, he might one day be able to straighten out the threads of these relationships.
But now?
Qing Mo’s intrusion was like a raging fire, turning an already messy situation into something far worse, reaching a point where it was simply unsolvable.
Lin Yu didn't know what to do anymore.
He could only lie quietly on the ocean of his soul, watching the sky of pure love above him shatter, collapse, and come crashing down...
...
Lin Yu.
Lin Yu...
The whispers in his ear awakened a small measure of his external perception. He looked at her...
Lin Yu’s defenses had truly shattered.
Can’t you even leave me with a shred of superficial dignity?!!!
How could Lin Yu remain as calm as still water while this was happening? It was just that his guilt toward Xia Muzhu had grown by another layer, his betrayal of Tang Manman had deepened, and he had drifted much further away from his pure love self.
Only by suppressing these various negative emotions could he barely stop himself from smiling like some kind of creep.
Great!
Now everything hidden in the depths of my soul has been dragged out by you!
I should have just chopped you, the source of all this evil, to pieces when I first transmigrated!
Lin Yu was furious.
Qing Mo didn't care at all about what Lin Yu was worried about.
Seeing a spark of life return to his eyes, she quickly cupped his face to make him look at her. Her eyes were filled with love, and her voice was soft but firm.
Lin Yu, I love you.
Qing Mo’s love was burning and intense, but Lin Yu didn't want to face it, trying to turn his head away.
But as soon as he turned slightly, she gently forced him back.
Lin Yu, I really like you.
Qing Mo looked into his eyes, her own brimming with tears as she spoke affectionately.
When you weren't around, I missed you all the time.
I even thought about having someone kidnap you and lock you by my side forever.
But I didn't do it. I wanted you to be happy.
I didn't want to use those kinds of methods on you.
When your girlfriend’s brother got into trouble, I immediately sent the best doctors to treat him.
With something like that, I only needed to use a little bit of leverage to make you come to me and beg for help.
But I didn't want to use that to threaten you.
I love you, Lin Yu.
So...
...
Can you love me too?
Time flowed slowly as they gazed into each other's eyes.
Gradually, Lin Yu lowered his eyes. Just when Qing Mo thought he was still refusing to accept her, he suddenly let out a long sigh and said softly,
Let me go...
...
The old song was not yet finished, yet a broken string was being played.
Suddenly.
Lin Yu felt an invisible, terrifying tide rising around him, threatening to submerge everything.
In his fear, his muscles began to tighten uncontrollably, and the strength in his hands intensified.
Bit by bit.
The scene before him began to overlap with the images in his mind.
A sense of familiarity unknowingly drowned out everything around him.
Looking at Qing Mo’s gradually breaking expression.
Lin Yu felt fear—a sense of familiarity that was terrifying to the extreme.
Everything was aligning with the images in his mind.
Lin Yu tried desperately to stop it, but his control over his body had long since been stripped away by fear.
The more he feared it, the more completely his body was controlled by that fear, and the more the strength in his grip intensified.
Finally.
Everything matched up.
At that moment, it was finally over for both of them.
Lin Yu sat on the bed as if exhausted. In that short span of time, the fear had left him drenched in sweat.
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?!
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.”
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!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
