While Lin Yu was absentmindedly observing the shape of Su Yuyao's lips, her long eyelashes fluttered as if sensing his gaze.
The next moment, she opened her eyes.
Her clear eyes reflected Lin Yu's large face, which had been earnestly sneaking peeks at her.
Su Yuyao's sudden awakening caught Lin Yu off guard.
Under her gaze, Lin Yu's immediate reaction was a touch of awkwardness, and he even felt a rare sense of embarrassment.
It was like a student sneaking a glance at the sleeping face of his pretty desk mate during nap time, only to be caught by her pretending to be asleep.
However, compared to those teenagers still going through puberty, Lin Yu was much more thick-skinned.
Meeting Su Yuyao's bright eyes, Lin Yu broke into a wide grin and gave a silent chuckle.
Well, if a smile could wipe away deep-seated grudges, brushing off a little awkwardness should be a piece of cake, right?
Just as Lin Yu was grinning from ear to ear, Su Yuyao, who had been staring at him without a word, suddenly leaned forward without warning and planted a feather-light kiss on his lips.
Now Lin Yu really couldn't smile anymore.
He was completely stunned by the unexpected kiss.
After giving Lin Yu's lips a little peck, Su Yuyao pulled back on her own accord.
This was the first time she had ever taken the initiative to kiss someone.
The last time—which was also her first time being kissed—the person had also been Lin Yu.
It was just that he didn't seem to remember what happened back then...
At the thought of that incident, Su Yuyao's cheeks flushed uncontrollably.
Seeing Lin Yu's dumbfounded expression, the heat rushing to her cheeks grew even fiercer, making her face burn. For a moment, she felt so shy she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
But Su Yuyao's shyness was a bit different from other people's.
She didn't try to escape this bashfulness by pulling away from Lin Yu or turning her head down.
Instead of retreating, she moved closer, seemingly adopting the mindset that the most dangerous place is the safest place.
She leaned in a bit more and gently, shyly buried her head in Lin Yu's chest.
Lin Yu was still caught in his previous shock, unable to snap out of it for a long time.
Feeling the small head resting gently against his chest, Lin Yu had only one thought in his mind.
Did I just get conquered?
Is this what it feels like to be conquered?
Damn!
It feels amazing!
It's a good thing I'm a grown man.
If we swapped genders, and I were a female delinquent, I would definitely show you my special CG right now!
Gradually, Lin Yu came back to his senses. Looking down at Su Yuyao, who was hiding in his arms out of shyness, he hugged her gently and loosely, as if handling a fragile piece of porcelain.
The two held each other without saying a word. Even though the sun was already high in the sky, they just enjoyed the cozy tranquility of the moment, basking in the cool air conditioning and snuggled up in the same fragrant blanket.
Holding Su Yuyao, Lin Yu suddenly felt something he had only ever experienced when he was with Xia Muzhu.
It wasn't exactly the same, but very similar.
During the years of his unrequited love for Xia Muzhu, Lin Yu often had the illusion that he had been married and settled down for years.
His wife being the gentle and tender Sister Zhuzi.
His child being the naughty and lively Xia Yueshan.
And he was the man of the house, though because he was constantly accommodated and taken care of by Xia Muzhu, he still acted like an overgrown boy, often getting into immature bickering and playing little games with Xia Yueshan.
It felt like he had found himself a second mother; most of the time, he could still live a carefree life like a child.
Now, embracing Su Yuyao, Lin Yu suddenly felt a sense of family once again.
But this feeling was different from what he had with Xia Muzhu.
With Su Yuyao, Lin Yu could clearly feel the pressure of responsibility.
Su Yuyao was not like Xia Muzhu, who could take care of every detail of a large family and only needed him to step in during crucial or important moments.
She was more like a fragile flower bud that had never weathered the wind and rain.
Moreover, beneath her fragile branches and leaves, an even more delicate seedling was being nurtured.
The responsibility of a family fell heavily onto Lin Yu's shoulders all at once, like two heavy sacks of cement, with no one to share the burden.
This responsibility was heavy, but it wouldn't crush him.
It wasn't because Lin Yu naturally had a strong ability to handle pressure.
It was because of those two fragile little flowers, one big and one small.
They seemed to possess some kind of magic.
Whenever Lin Yu thought of the two of them, he would summon an unreasonable amount of strength, feeling like he had the courage to face even the sky falling down.
With this in mind, Lin Yu's hand around Su Yuyao subconsciously moved inch by inch down her side, eventually sliding to her swollen belly.
Lin Yu didn't make any extra movements; he simply rested his warm, large hand firmly against it.
He wanted to share a small moment of intimacy with this little life that would require so much of his care in the future.
???
Lin Yu blinked, unsure if the sensation he just felt in his palm was his imagination.
Do people really become this paranoid after becoming a father?
But soon, Lin Yu realized that the feeling wasn't an illusion.
Because Su Yuyao clearly felt it too; she tilted her small face up, her gaze mixed with shock and pleasant surprise as she looked at him.
Having been a father-to-be for a while now, it was the first time Lin Yu experienced a phrase often spoken by expectant fathers on TV.
She kicked me!
However, Lin Yu didn't feel much pleasant surprise at the moment. Instead, he looked at Su Yuyao nervously and asked,
Are you okay?
Does it hurt?
Su Yuyao looked at Lin Yu, and her already gentle eyes softened even more in an instant.
Her clear eyes were as soft as a pool of tranquil lake water.
After a few seconds of pause, Su Yuyao gently shook her head and said,
It doesn't hurt.
Really?
Lin Yu couldn't quite believe it.
After all, this little one was a life weighing several pounds; wouldn't it really hurt when she suddenly started throwing punches and kicks inside her belly?
Or was she lying because she was afraid he would worry?
Hearing this, Su Yuyao shook her head again and explained softly,
I can feel it, but it doesn't count as pain.
Hearing Su Yuyao say this, Lin Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief and completely relaxed.
After feeling carefully for a while longer and noticing the little one had stopped moving, Lin Yu asked curiously,
Does she do this often?
Su Yuyao shook her head.
No.
She's very good.
She hardly moves at all.
Oh, I see.
That's how it is.
Lin Yu nodded at her words and said with a smile,
She's quite a good girl then.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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!
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?!
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?!
