"Mmg..."
Half-asleep, Xia Muzhu frowned slightly, letting out an uncomfortable whimper from her nose.
The alcohol she had consumed last night had completely exceeded her tolerance limit.
As a result, her head was still throbbing with a dull ache.
The feeling of a hangover was incredibly uncomfortable.
Even though she was already awake, Xia Muzhu felt as if lead weights were hanging from her eyelids, making them unbearably heavy.
She couldn't even open them.
Her brain was a muddled mess, making her instinctively want to let it rest just a little longer.
Her mind had stopped functioning, but her body's instincts remained.
Feeling the somewhat firm muscles beside her, Xia Muzhu knew it was Lin Yu lying next to her.
After all, they had been together for over a year now.
Even with her eyes closed and her exhausted brain refusing to think, Xia Muzhu could still recognize him!
Subconsciously, like the most natural act of affection between a couple.
Xia Muzhu snuggled closer into Lin Yu's embrace.
Just to make herself a bit more comfortable.
At the same time, she reached out, wanting to wrap her arm around Lin Yu's waist to get even closer to him.
When Xia Muzhu's hand reached over.
She distinctly felt a sensation completely different from Lin Yu's firm muscles.
It was a very soft touch, smooth, yet with a firm elasticity.
The wonderful texture felt like touching the finest silk.
???
Three question marks popped up in Xia Muzhu's nearly out-of-order brain.
What is this strange thing?
Is there anything in the house that feels like this?
Xia Muzhu was a bit confused.
Driven by curiosity, she slowly opened her eyes.
When she saw clearly what her hand was touching, Xia Muzhu's sleepy eyes widened in disbelief.
Panic almost spilled out from her deep blue eyes.
There was no time to let her brain slack off and rest anymore.
Xia Muzhu frantically searched through her memories of last night, trying to find a reasonable explanation for everything in front of her.
Soon, Xia Muzhu dug up some scattered memory fragments and barely pieced together the truth.
Her memory completely vanished shortly after that resident singer girl came over to chat them up.
As for what happened after that, Xia Muzhu couldn't remember a single thing.
But...
Looking at the scene before her, Xia Muzhu felt a bit of a breakdown.
Did she even need to think about what happened next?
Wasn't it already laid out right in front of her?
A single word leaped into Xia Muzhu's mind.
Run!
Before they wake up!
Hurry up and run!
At this moment, Xia Muzhu was just like a scumbag who didn't want to take responsibility.
She carefully shifted her body bit by bit, wanting to silently leave this unbearably embarrassing place without waking the two of them.
Then grab her clothes and make a quick getaway!
Although Xia Muzhu's plan was very simple, its practicality, universality, and success rate were all quite high.
Because most scumbags who don't want to take responsibility do exactly this!
It was a classic trick that worked every time.
However, what Xia Muzhu didn't know was that Lin Yu, who seemed to be sound asleep beside her, had actually woken up a long, long time ago.
He had been keeping his eyes closed, pretending to sleep, just to see how the two of them would react when they woke up.
At this very moment, sensing that Xia Muzhu wanted to run away, Lin Yu naturally couldn't let her get her way.
Under the blanket, Lin Yu extended his finger and used a bit of force to poke the genuinely sleeping Tang Manman twice.
"Mmm~"
Sensing something strange, Tang Manman let out a dissatisfied nasal sound, as if her sweet dreams had been disturbed.
This soft nasal sound acted like a binding spell, freezing Xia Muzhu firmly in place.
She even held her breath for a moment.
She maintained her half-sitting posture, supporting herself on the mattress with her hand, staring at Tang Manman beside Lin Yu without daring to breathe heavily, terrified that she would suddenly open her eyes and see her.
Fortunately, Tang Manman seemed to just be changing her sleeping position and didn't wake up.
This allowed Xia Muzhu to let out a long sigh of relief.
Not daring to delay any longer, she carefully tried to lift the blanket and continue her escape tactic.
But before she could make a move, that wicked little hand hidden in the dark poked again.
"Mmg..."
Now Tang Manman was really about to wake up.
Seeing signs of Tang Manman's eyelids fluttering, Xia Muzhu's panicked brain went completely blank.
There was no time to think of so many countermeasures.
In the emergency, Xia Muzhu closed her eyes and chose to lie back down beside Lin Yu.
I'm asleep.
I don't know anything!!!
Meanwhile, Tang Manman slowly woke up.
She smacked her lips a couple of times like she was sleep-talking, acting exactly the same as Xia Muzhu had.
Feeling Lin Yu beside her, she groggily snuggled closer to him, even rubbing her cheek gently against his chest...
...
Tang Manman grabbed a couple of times, then opened her eyes just like Xia Muzhu did. In an instant, panic filled her pure black eyes.
Tang Manman looked at the two of them, staying completely still as if she had crashed, seemingly also trying to recall what had happened last night.
A moment later.
Tang Manman, who seemed to have remembered everything, made the exact same choice as Xia Muzhu.
She silently lifted the blanket, planning to slip away like an irresponsible scumbag.
"Mmm..."
Just as Tang Manman had one leg off the bed, a barely audible muffled groan suddenly came from behind her.
In a split second, all the muscles in Tang Manman's body tensed up.
She held her breath, not daring to move an inch.
After a brief silence, realizing no other sounds were coming from behind her, Tang Manman carefully turned her head and took a slight glance back.
Seeing that neither Xia Muzhu nor Lin Yu had woken up, Tang Manman's suspended heart finally relaxed a little.
She turned back and continued to slowly and gently get out of bed.
Behind her, under the thick bedding, Xia Muzhu's body was completely tense.
She tried hard to maintain a facade of calm.
In reality, she was gritting her teeth so hard they were almost making a sound.
Lin Yu, that bastard!
He wasn't asleep at all!!!!
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!
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.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
