The moment Tang Manman opened her eyes, she realized something was wrong.
The skin right in front of her was smooth, soft, and pale, with distinctly slender collarbones.
No matter how she looked at it, this had absolutely nothing to do with Lin Yu.
This was a girl's body!
She subconsciously looked up, only to see a fraction of a stunningly cold and elegant side profile, along with cascading black hair.
Suddenly, memories of last night began to surface, making Tang Manman's small face flush bright red...
When Qing Mo woke up, she felt something strange on both sides of her body and quickly found herself in a dilemma...
No!
It was the awkward situation of having a woman on both her left and right!
However, her dilemma didn't last long.
Compared to the smooth and soft sensation coming from her left arm, the bouncy softness on her right arm—which felt as if it were about to swallow her whole—was far more distracting.
She turned her head to the right, her gaze colliding directly with Xia Muzhu's blank stare.
Xia Muzhu's milky-white skin suddenly turned pink, the color spreading down to her neck at a visible rate, deepening from pink to a bright red.
Even with a cold personality like Qing Mo's.
Under these circumstances, she couldn't help but blush a little.
But soon enough, Qing Mo could no longer care about such trivial matters.
Memories of the previous night surged forth like a tsunami. Thinking about her own behavior under the mild intoxication of alcohol...
Even Qing Mo felt an unbearable sense of shame, her body trembling from the sheer embarrassment.
For a moment.
Qing Mo recalled that girl from last night who, after just a little wine, got tipsy and acted like Lin Yu's subordinate—obeying his every word, meticulously carrying out his wicked commands, and joining him in tormenting her!
Turning her head to the left.
Lin Yu's accomplice was currently resting against her shoulder.
Her pure and obedient face was flushed pink.
Right now, she was looking up at her blankly, clearly having remembered last night's events as well.
Aside from Qing Mo, Xia Muzhu had also been tormented quite a bit by Tang Manman, who turned into Lin Yu's most loyal lapdog the moment she got drunk.
Especially after Qing Mo was completely defeated, Xia Muzhu had become the main target of the other three.
Really!
Just really...
...
An unforgettable night...
After that initial wave of embarrassment that nearly washed away their reason.
The three of them began to face a new problem.
Everyone was currently in a state of absolute honesty.
No one had the nerve to be the first to step out of the covers.
But the problem was, hiding in there would only make things more awkward.
The issue quickly morphed into a dilemma of choosing between prolonged pain, which meant continuing to hide under the blanket, or short-term pain, which meant biting the bullet and getting out.
People always say that short-term pain is better than prolonged pain.
But if the short-term pain was that easy to choose, surely no one would ever struggle with this question.
Caught in this mutual dilemma, the three of them highly synchronously chose a third option.
Cursing Lin Yu!
Where did that bastard run off to now?!
After finishing a phone call, Lin Yu was leisurely eating the breakfast prepared by the servants in the living room.
A fried egg, a sandwich, a plate of delicate pastries, and a cup of coffee.
Taking a bite of the sandwich and a sip of coffee until he was half-full, Lin Yu figured it was about time. He unhurriedly stood up from the sofa and walked to the bedroom door.
Standing outside, Lin Yu listened carefully for any sounds coming from inside.
But whether it was because the room's soundproofing was too good, or there simply wasn't any activity inside, Lin Yu heard nothing.
He pushed the door open and walked in.
Lin Yu was greeted by an incredibly alluring scene.
The three of them, who were putting on their clothes, nearly had their souls scared out of them when they heard the door open.
They hastily covered their crucial parts. Upon seeing that the intruder was that big bad guy Lin Yu, the three of them breathed sighs of relief as if having survived a disaster, while simultaneously shooting him fierce glares.
Lin Yu also realized his timing was a bit off.
But in this situation, Lin Yu knew very well that he couldn't show any guilt.
He had to be assertive and firmly establish himself in the dominant position.
Otherwise, if he went soft and they got tough, his life would be miserable again!
Thinking of this, Lin Yu suppressed his guilt and embarrassment, putting on a casual expression as he said:
Breakfast is ready.
We're just waiting for you.
As he spoke, Lin Yu shamelessly leaned in to help the three of them sort out their clothes.
Ultimately, when they could bear it no longer, Lin Yu was kicked out by their united front.
Lin Yu hadn't waited outside for long before Qing Mo and the other two walked out of the bedroom.
Perhaps because her behavior last night had been far too disgraceful, Qing Mo used company business as an excuse and tried to leave immediately.
Naturally, Lin Yu wasn't going to let Qing Mo escape just like that.
Just like how one must stretch after a workout.
We haven't even started the desensitization yet, why are you in such a rush to leave?
Come back!
Dropping his gentle tone, Lin Yu commanded Qing Mo's back.
Qing Mo had already walked quite a distance and was almost at the villa's entrance.
From her position, if she wanted to, she could completely pretend not to hear Lin Yu's words, quicken her pace for a few more steps, and simply leave the villa.
But it was as if she had been frozen in place.
After Lin Yu said those words, she immediately stopped in her tracks, unable to move forward even a single millimeter. She could only stand there stiffly for a moment before turning around to walk back—humiliated, submissive, yet secretly delighted.
Seeing Qing Mo obediently walk back, Lin Yu's expression changed rapidly, smiling very happily.
It gave off the vibe of an evil mastermind who had just succeeded in his grand scheme of conditioning.
Qing Mo's submission served as an excellent example for Tang Manman and Xia Muzhu.
The two of them originally felt too ashamed to stay here any longer.
But with Qing Mo's precedent, both of them gave up any thoughts of resisting Lin Yu.
They could only obediently sit down and accompany Lin Yu for the meal.
That's right.
No matter how busy work gets, you still need to eat properly, right?
Lin Yu sat down on the sofa around the coffee table and pushed the pastries in front of them as he spoke.
The girls looked at Lin Yu with somewhat resentful gazes, carrying a hint of minor dissatisfaction.
But forced by Lin Yu's despotic power and Qing Mo's previous failed resistance, Xia Muzhu and Tang Manman didn't say much.
Lin Yu was very satisfied with their behavior.
He just wondered if, after those two found out about Qing Mo's unique fetish...
...his tactic of making an example out of her would still work...
...
Hmmm...
Probably not...

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.”

g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"