Just as he was thinking about how to reply to Gu Yue, the blanket next to Lin Yu suddenly moved.
Lin Yu turned his head to look.
He noticed that Qing Mo had shifted and seemed about to wake up.
Truth be told, Qing Mo was seemingly born with a cold, stunningly otherworldly face.
Even when she was sleeping, with absolutely no expression on her face, she gave off an exquisite, coldly arrogant aura of untouchable sanctity.
Under Lin Yu's gaze, Qing Mo's long, curled eyelashes fluttered gently. Then, she slowly opened her eyes, carrying a lazy sense of weariness from not having slept enough.
Seeing that Qing Mo seemed to have been awakened by him, Lin Yu reached out and brushed the loose strands of hair by her face backward. He then gently stroked her head and asked dotingly,
Are you awake?
Seeing Lin Yu's gentle and doting smile, a radiant smile with a hint of laziness bloomed on Qing Mo's breathtakingly beautiful face, like spring flowers after a long winter. Then, she clung to him.
She pressed her head and the upper half of her small body against Lin Yu, hugging him tightly.
After Qing Mo pressed herself against him, Lin Yu straightened his arm specifically so she could rest comfortably.
Once Qing Mo was settled, Lin Yu bent his forearm and gently stroked her smooth, soft cheeks with his fingers, asking softly with a light chuckle,
How was it?
Did you have fun yesterday?
Hearing this, Qing Mo did not speak. Instead, she raised her head and kissed Lin Yu on the cheek, then lay back down on his chest with a look of shy satisfaction.
It seemed she was incredibly happy.
Looking at the corners of Qing Mo's mouth turning up in the satisfied and happy manner of a young girl, Lin Yu pinched a cigarette between two fingers from his lips. He reached out, held the burning cigarette over the ashtray on the nightstand, flicked the ash, and then put the cigarette back into his mouth.
He looked at the ceiling, beginning to recall the somewhat blurred memories in his mind.
Qing Mo was still like this after all.
Although the way he and she got together was vastly different from the original plot.
But overall.
She was still her.
She just liked these bold, stimulating, immoral, and humiliating things mixed with a little pain.
Sigh.
Lin Yu sighed silently in his heart, feeling somewhat helpless.
This girl.
She probably wouldn't change for the rest of her life.
However, her luck was quite good.
To be able to meet him, the former moderator of the Pure Love forum...
...
What?
What did the moderator of the Pure Love forum have to do with these evil and filthy things?
Don't you understand the saying that the person who understands you best is not your lover, but your enemy!
As the moderator of the Pure Love forum. (Former moderator, currently expelled from the community)
The biggest enemy of the NTR forum.
Of course, he would be thoroughly familiar with the dirty and filthy tricks of the NTR forum!
This was a matter of course.
It was just that his knowledge didn't seem to be used on the right path now...
...
No.
It seemed that using it this way was truly using it on the right path, right?
Yesterday, after Qing Mo said the safe word hug, Lin Yu stopped all actions and gently held her as they left.
After all, no matter what it is, there must be a limit.
Both parties' experiences had to be taken care of.
Speaking of which.
Lin Yu took another drag of his cigarette and exhaled deeply.
He just didn't know if the little trick he played yesterday afternoon had succeeded.
During the meal yesterday, while Xu Mingyao focused all her attention on Qing Mo, Lin Yu secretly flicked a few drops of sesame paste into her empty paper bag that held her purse.
That way, when Qing Mo rejected her and she put the purse back into the paper bag, the purse would very likely rub against the highly greasy and strongly scented sesame paste.
Lin Yu didn't know much about luxury goods.
But he still knew some basic things.
For example, the recycling price of second-hand luxury goods was very low.
Flawed ones were even more worthless.
He wondered if that bag had turned into a piece of trash that nobody wanted.
If his plan succeeded, Xu Mingyao would probably be mad to death, right?
Hehe.
Better if she died...
No!
No way!
Lin Yu furrowed his brows.
How could he let her die so easily?
Lin Yu pursed his lips and took a fierce drag of his cigarette, his sharp eyes showing viciousness.
He couldn't let her die so easily.
Her good days were still ahead!
Stealing away Xu Mingyao's unattainable first love was indeed a huge blow to her.
But compared to stealing away her unforgettable true love, this kind of damage was still slightly inferior.
Wait until she discovers Tao Yaoyao's unwavering loyalty and goodness toward her.
And when she begins to value this relationship, begins to cherish Tao Yaoyao, treating her as her reliance and her very life.
That would be the time for him to strike.
Lin Yu narrowed his eyes, a ruthless light flashing in his dark pupils.
Xu Mingyao.
When the time comes and you have no one by your side, what will you do?
Lin Yu silently guessed in his heart.
Will you choose to break down and commit suicide because of another betrayal, experiencing the despair I once went through?
I'm looking forward to it!
...
...
After lingering in bed with Qing Mo for a good while, Lin Yu got up to leave.
He had already arranged to have lunch with Zhao Dahu today, and he couldn't break the appointment just because of Qing Mo's tender embrace.
Lin Yu got out of bed, picked up his clothes and pants, and put them on piece by piece.
Winter was different from summer, where you could just pull up your pants and leave.
In this weather, if you didn't wear long johns, it would literally freeze you to death!
Qing Mo lay on her side in bed, watching Lin Yu busy himself alone over there. After watching for a while, she spoke faintly,
Lin Yu, do you like cars?
Lin Yu paused in his motion of pulling up his pants. A moment later, he resumed pulling up his pants and said at the same time,
They're alright.
It's just that looking around for a parking spot is a bit annoying.
Then I have some cars in my garage, do you want to go take a look?
Qing Mo's faint voice sounded again from behind Lin Yu.
Lin Yu thought for a moment and quickly remembered the memory from high school when Qing Mo drove a luxury car and blocked the school gate every day.
He remembered someone recognizing her luxury car at the time.
It was a terrifying eight figures!
At that time, he even counted on his fingers to figure out exactly how much money that was.
Sniffling, Lin Yu heard the underlying meaning in Qing Mo's words.
She probably wanted to give him a car to drive.
But did he need a car?
Lin Yu bent down to pick up a wool sweater from the floor, thinking as he pulled it over himself.
Having a car would actually add a hassle for him.
After all, in H City, there were more cars on the road than people, and parking spaces were a scarce resource.
If he drove around like a headless fly looking for a parking spot, it would be better to just take a taxi.
However, the cars in Qing Mo's garage would naturally not be ordinary cars; they would definitely be top-tier luxury cars.
A powerful tool for showing off!
But...
Putting the wool sweater over his neck, Lin Yu started to stick his arms through the sleeves.
What use did he have for a luxury car to show off?
Show off?
He wouldn't run into an acquaintance even in ten days or half a month, so what was there to show off to?
Pick up girls?
Forget it!
He already had enough girls around him!
Better not cause any more trouble for himself.
Thinking about this, Lin Yu felt that driving would bring him nothing but trouble. He was just about to shake his head and decline Qing Mo's kind offer when he suddenly realized the perks of having a luxury car. He hastily changed his tune and said,
"Take me to have a look, then."

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saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

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.”

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