"What kind of relationship?"
Regarding this question, Ye Shu thought for a moment.
Maid? Sister? Wife? Lover? Childhood sweetheart? Friends with benefits? Star slave? Bed-warming maid?
Countless identities flashed through his mind.
Eventually, Ye Shu decided to give up thinking about it.
He raised his hand and rubbed Ye Xiaosu's head, his tone gentle. "Whatever relationship Xiaosu wants, that's what it will be."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true."
"Then... then Xiaosu wants..."
Ye Xiaosu opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, but continued, "Then Xiaosu still prefers to be Young Master's maid and serve Young Master, but..."
She lowered her head, her face a little red.
"The kind of maid who can warm your bed."
Hearing this, Ye Shu wasn't surprised.
This faint sense of inferiority was deeply rooted in Ye Xiaosu's heart. Even though she had wanted to force herself on him earlier, that was merely a desperate act born from a complete loss of security.
When she regained hope, that cautiousness naturally resurfaced.
Despite coming from a world where everyone was equal, Ye Shu wasn't going to say things to Ye Xiaosu like, "Don't treat yourself as a maid, we are equal, we are lovers."
That kind of cliché plot was simply too idiotic.
Because to a girl who had been raised from a young age to be a maid, such words were utter nonsense and would only make her feel panicked and uncomfortable.
As long as he treated Xiaosu as an equal, as a sister, that would be enough.
As for whether Xiaosu considered herself a sister, that wasn't important.
Many times, one shouldn't force a change in someone's perception, because that often backfires.
"Alright, then we'll be just like before."
Ye Shu smiled and patted Ye Xiaosu's head. "Get up, help your Young Master change clothes."
"Mhm!"
Ye Xiaosu nodded heavily and smiled happily.
She quickly climbed up, skillfully made the bed, carefully cut out a piece of the bedsheet stained with red plum blossoms, put it away, and then took out Ye Shu's clothes to dress him neatly.
Her movements were smooth and flowing, completed in one breath. This was what she had been doing for fifteen years.
"Young Master..."
While dressing Ye Shu, Ye Xiaosu opened her mouth several times to speak, but swallowed her words back, so much so that she didn't even straighten his collar properly.
Seeing her little appearance, Ye Shu couldn't help but laugh.
"Just say what you want to say."
"If you're afraid I'll be angry if you say it, come to my room tonight, and we'll change to a different position..."
Hearing this, Ye Xiaosu's pretty face blushed, and she shot him a reproachful glare.
"Young Master is bad, bullying Xiaosu again."
Ye Shu burst into loud laughter.
After laughing, Ye Xiaosu finally mustered up her courage and asked the question she had been wanting to ask. "Young Master, why did you suddenly... um... share the bridal chamber with Xiaosu? Xiaosu clearly did such a terrible thing to Young Master, tying Young Master up, and even wanted to imprison Young Master forever, never letting Young Master go out..."
"Such a Xiaosu is really too awful!"
"But... but Young Master still..."
Looking at that anxious and confused little face, Ye Shu smiled faintly, hugged her dotingly in his arms, and comforted her, "Then let me ask you, Xiaosu. Clearly, in your memories, I treated you like that in my previous life. Do you have any hatred in your heart?"
"No."
Ye Xiaosu shook her head.
"Any resentment?"
"No either."
"Then did Xiaosu hurt me, or rather, did Xiaosu ever think about hurting me?"
"Of course not!"
Ye Xiaosu's eyes widened as she quickly denied it. "How could Xiaosu ever hurt Young Master? Xiaosu just... just didn't want Young Master to leave Xiaosu..."
"Then does Xiaosu like Young Master?"
"Of course I do!"
Ye Xiaosu nodded heavily.
"Then isn't that enough?" Ye Shu smiled and shook his head. "Even when you were like that, you never thought of hurting me."
He hugged Ye Xiaosu a bit tighter.
"Since you have such a heart, how could I let down such a beauty?"
Ye Xiaosu hugged his waist tightly with both hands, buried her head in his chest, and a happy smile appeared on her face.
Suddenly, she raised her head, blinked her eyes, and asked:
"Young Master, what did you mean by what you just said? What 'Qing' and what 'Jia', is it something delicious to eat?"
"........."
Ye Shu helplessly flicked her forehead. "Our Xiaosu is an illiterate little dummy."
"Wu... Xiaosu just needs Young Master and that's enough~"
Ye Xiaosu covered her forehead and muttered softly.
"Anyway, let's go out first. My damn old man is probably going crazy looking for us, thinking we eloped."
"Mhm mhm!"
So Ye Xiaosu started packing up the things inside.
Meanwhile, Ye Shu strode toward the wardrobe, opened the door, picked up the already dehydrated Xiaobai, gave her a hard shake, and then grabbed the teapot on the table and splashed it violently over her.
Splash—
Xiaobai shuddered, sat up dripping wet, her eyes dazed.
"Where... where am I?"
She remembered now. She had watched for three days and three nights until her tears had run dry, and then she had passed out directly from dehydration.
"You, you heartless bastard!"
Having cleared her thoughts, Xiaobai suddenly raised her head, bounced onto Ye Shu's shoulder, and grabbed his neck, shaking him back and forth. "You actually did it with her, and you did it for three days and three nights!"
"Do you know how I lived these past few days?"
"My hands are almost numb!"
Ye Shu was rendered speechless as she choked him.
"Weren't you the one who wanted me to get along with the female lead? Now that we actually are, you're not happy."
"That's different!"
Xiaobai raised her willow-like eyebrows and glared at him.
"How is it different?"
"Everything is different!" Xiaobai roared hysterically. "After getting out of trouble, you were supposed to comfort Ye Xiaosu, and then use your words to untie the knot in her heart."
"Although you two are together, you shouldn't have slept together."
"Including the future female leads, although you should develop feelings for them, you must never sleep with them. You should always keep the readers in suspense, capturing their hearts one by one, leaving romance but no seed, and eventually ascending to the Immortal Realm without ever taking a bite, keeping yourself pure and chaste."
"Instead of being like this—doing it like crazy the moment you confirm your relationship, doing it for three days and three nights, and even making me watch! Making me hide in the closet and watch all by myself!"
"The eunuch protagonist route is not like this at all!"
"I do not accept this!"
"Gu gu ga ga!!!!"
Xiaobai let out exasperated squawks, her eyes turning red as she choked his neck and shook him back and forth.
According to her vision, she was supposed to be the ultimate winner.
This group of female leads could only be looked at but not eaten. Yet, not even sixty chapters in, before even leaving the beginner village, she was cucked.
And cucked right to her face!

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

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.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!