Gu Yue had only meant to take a casual look at Lin Yu’s face.
But before she knew it, she was drawn in, losing track of time.
She gazed at his calm, sleeping face, his features relaxed, and suddenly her heart stirred with a strange impulse.
She carefully reached out a finger.
The pink tip of her finger slowly descended toward the bridge of his nose.
In some romantic TV dramas,
Gu Yue often saw the heroine do this secretly while the hero slept.
With a look of adoration, she would gently trace the hero's nose, lips, and the contours of his face.
At the time, Gu Yue thought it looked sweet enough.
But seeing it once or twice was fine.
When romantic dramas made this a recurring trope,
Gu Yue started to find it annoying.
Repeating it over and over inevitably felt cliché.
She thought that if she ever fell in love,
she wouldn’t use such a cliché move.
She’d just hug him and kiss him hard,
leave him breathless,
and wake him up with a kiss!
But staring at Lin Yu’s peaceful sleeping face, so still except for his breathing,
she felt nothing but reluctance.
Reluctant about everything.
Reluctant to disturb him.
Reluctant to play tricks on him.
Reluctant to ruin his sleep.
After thinking it over,
Gu Yue realized that what she once thought was cliché had now become the best answer.
It felt like a closed loop.
Her fingertip hovered just above the bridge of Lin Yu’s nose.
She slowed her breathing, about to gently press it down,
when—
“Pfft!”
A sudden, untimely laugh broke the silence.
Lin Yu couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.
Now he finally understood why Gu Yue had laughed that night.
This was too hard to keep straight!
“Uh, well…”
“Go ahead, don’t mind me.”
“Pretend I’m still asleep.”
Lin Yu waved his hand, closed his eyes again, took a deep breath, fought down the smirk, and tried to get back into character.
He attempted to transform back into Sleeping Beauty Blondie.
He shut his eyes.
Everything went dark, a empty blackness.
His heart was light, playful.
He wondered how Gu Yue would get back at him for pretending to sleep.
Would she use a girl’s lethal move—twist his ear?
Or would she go easy and just pinch or squeeze his face?
Or maybe plug his nose and try to suffocate him?
Surely she wouldn’t be that ruthless?
Lin Yu had no idea, couldn’t guess.
He just pressed his lips tight,
waiting for Gu Yue to puff with anger and deliver her punishment.
Her retaliation came slower than he expected.
A few seconds after he closed his eyes, he finally heard a faint rustle nearby.
The pleasant scent of Gu Yue, which filled the room, suddenly grew stronger.
The next second,
Lin Yu felt a strange sensation.
Warm and damp.
Moist.
Light.
Like a petal covered in dew falling gently onto his forehead.
He cracked one eye open,
and sneaked a glance at Gu Yue.
She had already sat up straight.
Her pure, lovely cheeks were slightly flushed.
Seeing that, Lin Yu closed his eyes wide open again, as if it were nothing,
and even let out a soft snore.
As if to say: I’m still asleep.
Go ahead, keep going.
Gu Yue didn’t reward him further.
She lifted the blanket off him and crept in like a little cat.
Once inside Lin Yu’s covers,
she wiggled her bottom to adjust her position,
then lay down beside him.
She gently rested her head on his chest, pressing part of her weight and one arm onto him.
Gu Yue wasn’t heavy.
Her weight hovered around a hundred pounds or so.
Even during her gluttonous days over the Lunar New Year, she never broke a hundred and ten.
So when she lay on Lin Yu’s chest,
it wasn’t a burden.
Just a comforting, steady warmth.
At that point, Lin Yu stopped pretending to sleep.
He wrapped one arm around her,
stretched his legs under the covers, crossed them, and propped up a noticeable tent.
“The weather’s pretty nice outside,” Lin Yu suddenly remarked, completely out of the blue.
A total mood killer.
Gu Yue, resting on his chest and watching his raised leg, curled her lips into a pleased smile.
Guess she still had some charm…
...
Lin Yu’s original plan was to avoid any nonsense until Gu Yue’s leg injury healed.
First, to show some gentlemanliness.
Second, to look out for Gu Yue, so her leg wouldn’t be inconvenienced.
But the tree wants to stay still—too bad the wind won’t stop!
Lin Yu was a young man in his twenties.
Just keeping his thoughts pure day to day was hard enough.
And Gu Yue, that troublemaker, always loved to see things go haywire.
She’d flaunt her long legs,
press close to Lin Yu, and deliberately puff out her chest.
Just like the saying goes:
The less you have, the more you try to prove it!
Finally, on a dark, windy night, perfect for mayhem and murder…
Well,
actually, it was just an ordinary evening.
Gu Yue made the first move!
Her reason: that jerk Lin Yu kept slipping his hand into her clothes to rub her stomach.
Rubbing her stomach was bad enough,
but he’d always gather up a bit of fat on her flat belly
and play with it, utterly fascinated.
For a beauty-conscious girl who cared about her figure, that was like touching a tiger’s head.
Completely unbearable!
She put on a look like she was ready to fight him to the death.
With a tiger-like pounce, she jumped onto Lin Yu.
On an autumn night in the South,
everyone wore light clothes, even at night.
After a bout of ridiculously boundary-free horseplay,
Lin Yu naturally responded.
It pressed directly against Gu Yue, who was lying on top of him.
In the usual script,
the girl would bounce off the guy like a spring,
then retreat to the side, letting the awkward silence slowly choke them both.
But Gu Yue didn’t do that.
She didn’t bounce away.
Instead, she just lay soft and limp on top of him,
like a cat that had completely relaxed—or gone boneless.
She covered Lin Yu,
warm,
like a giant heating pad.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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!
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!
