A bracelet appeared on Qing Mo's fair and clean palm.
The decorations on the bracelet were neither expensive gold nor rare diamonds.
Instead, they were youthful, budding jasmine flowers waiting to bloom.
The jasmine buds were cloud-white with tender green calyxes, trailed by short, delicate green stems.
They were strung together by a slender wire, connected end to end in a tight embrace.
Qing Mo glanced at the jasmine bracelet in her hand, then looked up at Lin Yu.
He was smiling brightly.
On that somewhat fierce and wicked face of his, his smile was gentle and sunny.
Qing Mo stared blankly for a moment, a sudden flush of heat rising to her cheeks. She lowered her gaze as if fleeing, returning her attention to the jasmine bracelet in her palm.
Subconsciously, just like how one naturally wants to lean in and smell a beautiful flower.
Qing Mo pulled her hand back, brought the jasmine bracelet to her nose, and took a gentle sniff.
A faint jasmine fragrance filled her nose; the light and elegant scent was extremely pleasant.
Suddenly.
As if remembering that she was still supposed to be angry.
Qing Mo immediately reined in the girlish delight on her face, reverting to an icy demeanor.
Though still tough on the outside and soft on the inside.
Seeing Qing Mo's face turn cold, Lin Yu's heart skipped a beat.
Oh no!
Did she not like the gift?
Or were the buds not fresh and lacking fragrance?
That shouldn't be.
When I picked them out, these were the most fragrant ones...
...
Before Lin Yu could continue overthinking, Qing Mo suddenly reached out, offering her hand and the jasmine bracelet in her palm to him.
She turned her head away so Lin Yu couldn't see her expression, and ordered in an icy tone that carried a hint of endearing naivety:
"Put it on me!"
Lin Yu was taken aback.
?
What was going on?
He looked at Qing Mo.
Her face was turned away, so Lin Yu couldn't see it; he could only see her earlobes gradually turning from cool white to pink, and then to red.
Looking at her like this, Lin Yu felt pleasantly surprised and couldn't help but want to smile.
What was this?
Qing Mo's tsundere mode?
Did I unlock a hidden version of her?
Seeing that Qing Mo was no longer angry, Lin Yu plopped down beside her, pressed his body against her back, wrapped his arms around her waist, and rested his chin just above her shoulder.
In a posture that held her in his embrace, he gently put the cloud-white and tender-green jasmine bracelet on her wrist.
Held in his arms, Qing Mo didn't even put up a token resistance; she merely shrank her shoulders slightly and leaned softly against him.
Lin Yu's breath brushed against her ear and the crook of her neck. It tickled, making her ears feel so hot they practically burned.
This Lin Yu!
Qing Mo pursed her lips slightly, feeling quite indignant in her heart.
When did he become so good at handling women...
...
After putting the bracelet on her, Lin Yu didn't let go of Qing Mo. He just kept holding her like that.
He leaned against the sofa, and she leaned against him.
In this comfortable and relaxing tranquility, both of their gazes coincidentally fell upon the jasmine bracelet on Qing Mo's wrist.
After looking at it for a moment, Lin Yu nodded to himself.
He felt his taste was really quite good.
Qing Mo's skin was cool and white, making anything she wore look good, but whatever she wore just looked standardly nice.
After looking at it for a long time, it wouldn't give people a striking sensation.
But with this flower bracelet on, Lin Yu felt it was a perfect match.
The cloud-white buds were slightly parted, and the not-yet-fully-bloomed petals gave off a rich sense of vitality.
The cool white and cloud white complemented each other, highlighting their respective beauties.
The tender green stems tinged with yellow-green dotted throughout added a bright touch of life.
It was unimaginably beautiful.
Looks great!
Lin Yu appraised silently.
He just wondered what it would look like on Xia Muzhu and Tang Manman.
Emmm...
One of them had milky white skin, and the other had translucent white skin.
It seemed it wouldn't suit either of them...
Holding Qing Mo, yet thinking about two other women in his mind.
This made Lin Yu feel a bit guilty.
Perhaps Qing Mo felt the abnormal heartbeat behind her, or perhaps it was a woman's terrifying sixth sense, but she suddenly asked without any warning:
"Who else have you given this kind of bracelet to?"
"Only you."
Lin Yu suppressed the sudden chill in his heart and said honestly:
"I haven't given one to anyone else."
Lin Yu briefly recalled his past actions. He had never given flowers to Tang Manman, and while he often gave flowers to Sister Zhuzi, they were always bouquets, never a flower bud bracelet like this.
Hearing Lin Yu say this, Qing Mo nodded in satisfaction and added:
"You are not allowed to give this kind of jasmine bracelet to anyone else in the future."
"Okay."
Lin Yu nodded, agreeing to her demand.
Qing Mo paused for a moment, then added another sentence:
"You should give them to me more often."
Lin Yu couldn't hold back a laugh, feeling that she was being quite adorable.
His arms around Qing Mo tightened a little as he promised:
"Okay."
The two of them hugged for a while longer, feeling each other's warmth.
Qing Mo suddenly spoke in a faint voice:
"If I ever catch you having those thoughts again."
"I will capture you and lock you up for the rest of your life."
"Oh!"
"You finally look a bit like a domineering CEO."
Lin Yu said with a cheeky smile.
Qing Mo raised her face and calmly gazed at Lin Yu with her icy eyes.
Indicating that she wasn't joking in the slightest.
Realizing she was serious, Lin Yu dropped his cheeky smile and said gently:
"I won't."
"I just..."
"..."
"...just got stuck in a rut, that's all."
"I will never have those thoughts again."
Lin Yu promised softly.
"We're done talking about my matters."
"Isn't it time we talked about yours?"
"Hmm?"
Lin Yu's voice sounded ominous right next to Qing Mo's ear.
"Wh-what matters..."
Qing Mo asked, her voice tight and tinged with a bit of coquettish charm.
"Playing dumb, are we?"
Lin Yu applied a bit more force with his hands.
Qing Mo couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
"How did Tang Manman find out about me and Xia Muzhu?"
"Stabbing me in the back, huh?"
"I think you're due for a punishment!"
Lin Yu's voice turned fierce, threatening her ominously.
"Th-then how are you going to punish me?"
Qing Mo's voice trembled, and the words slipping from her lips carried a delicate, pleading tone.
"Me..."
Lin Yu deliberately kept her in suspense, speaking slowly:
"I'll punish you by making you..."
"I'll punish you by making you sleep alone tonight!"
After saying that, Lin Yu pulled his hands back, stood up, and took a step away, creating a distance of over a meter between him and Qing Mo. Then, he turned his head and looked at her with a beaming smile.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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.”
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
