"Beep... beep..."
Just as Shen Mengli heard the dial tone from her phone, the door behind her suddenly swung open, followed by a figure stumbling in.
"Haah... haah... haah..."
The abrupt noise startled Shen Mengli, leaving her momentarily frozen. But when she focused, she realized the person rushing in was none other than Ye Feng.
"Xiao... Xiao Feng?"
Ye Feng let out a long breath of relief at the sight of Shen Mengli unharmed. The moment he'd stepped out of the car, he had sprinted home without pause—thankfully, she was safe.
"Mengli, thank goodness... you're okay..."
"Xiao Feng, you..."
Shen Mengli took in Ye Feng's exhausted expression and instantly understood. Tentatively, she asked,
"Was it because of the call?"
Ye Feng didn’t speak, only giving a slight nod.
"I knew it... I-I’m so sorry, Xiao Feng! I accidentally fell asleep, and my phone was on silent..."
Shen Mengli’s voice trembled, on the verge of tears, but before she could finish, Ye Feng stepped forward and pulled her into a tight embrace. The sudden gesture left her speechless, her guilt and explanations dissolving into silence.
"Xiao Feng... I’m sorry..."
Shen Mengli wrapped her arms around him in return, berating herself for not waking up sooner.
Feeling the rapid rise and fall of Ye Feng’s chest, her heart ached as if pierced by needles. Not only had she failed to share his burdens, but she’d also made him worry like this.
"Wah... X-Xiao Feng, I’m sorry..."
"Mengli?"
As Ye Feng calmed down, he realized his reaction might have been too intense. Just as he was about to let go, he noticed tears streaming down Shen Mengli’s face.
"M-Mengli, don’t cry! Did I scare you just now?"
He started to lean back, only to feel Shen Mengli’s hands firmly gripping his back. Then, with a sudden shift, she pressed her delicate frame against him.
"M-Mengli, let go—I’m going to fall—"
Thud.
A heavy sound echoed as they tumbled to the floor. Ye Feng grunted, instinctively shielding the back of Shen Mengli’s head with his hand while she lay nearly fully atop him.
"Mengli, are you hurt?"
Ye Feng looked up, meeting Shen Mengli’s captivating crimson eyes as she gazed down at him from his chest.
"Xiao Feng... I... I..."
A strange sensation flooded her as she registered their position. Placing her hands on Ye Feng’s chest, she slowly pushed herself up.
"What’s wrong, Mengli? Are you feeling unwell? Should I take you to the hosp—"
Before he could finish, Shen Mengli gently cupped his face with her delicate hands.
"M-Mengli?"
"It’s nothing, Xiao Feng. I’m just... so happy. Meeting someone as kind as you—I must be the luckiest person in the world."
"Alright, Mengli, the floor’s cold. Let me carry you back to the sofa..."
"Mm."
Flustered by her unexpected praise, Ye Feng sat up, carefully angling himself away from her head.
Yet Shen Mengli seemed to have the same thought, tilting her head in the opposite direction—only for their foreheads to accidentally bump together.
"M-Mengli!"
"X-Xiao Feng?"
Face-to-face, so close they could feel each other’s breath, the air between them grew thick.
"S-Sorry... I didn’t think you’d also..."
"Mm... I didn’t expect you to either..."
They shared an awkward glance before turning their heads in sync—only to collide again.
"......"
"Mengli, it wasn’t on purpose this time, I—"
Ye Feng leaned back, intending to lift her, but Shen Mengli suddenly seemed to steel herself. She pressed her hands over his, stopping him, then tilted her head forward—closing the distance between them.
"Meng— Mmph—"
"Mmm..."
Their lips met, soft and hesitant. Ye Feng’s eyes widened in shock as Shen Mengli, eyes shut, pressed herself closer. Only then did he snap back to reality, swiftly maneuvering around her arms to carry her to the sofa.
"Mm..."
Shen Mengli slowly opened her eyes, taking in Ye Feng’s flustered expression. Realizing what she’d done on instinct, she hurried to explain before misunderstandings could arise:
"X-Xiao Feng, is this... what you wanted? I-I didn’t understand your actions earlier, but... I just wanted to make you happy..."
"Uh—"
Her words made Ye Feng swallow his initial response. According to her, she’d misinterpreted his movements as a desire to kiss her—and so, to please him, she’d taken the initiative.
Though her reasoning felt a bit forced, the deep blush on her cheeks and her darting eyes seemed too genuine to be an act. Besides, someone as innocent as Mengli couldn’t possibly be scheming.
"I-I’m sorry, Xiao Feng... I shouldn’t have overthought things. After causing you so much worry and doing something so shameless... maybe I should just disappear..."
Her self-reproach only deepened Ye Feng’s guilt.
"Hey hey hey! Don’t say that, Mengli. What happened was just an accident. There’s no need to blame yourself."
"No! What I did to you was unforgivable!"
"Mengli, listen to me carefully, okay?"
Ye Feng sat beside her on the sofa, his voice gentle but firm.
"If you say it was unintentional, then I believe you. I know you’re always trying so hard to help me, but I don’t want you carrying such a heavy burden because of me. What I want is for you to think more about yourself—not just focus on others and neglect your own feelings."
"Xiao Feng... you’re doing it again..."
Shen Mengli buried her face, too embarrassed to look at him.
"You’ll spoil me rotten like this."
"And what’s wrong with spoiling someone as sweet and thoughtful as you? Even the headmistress dotes on you—doesn’t that prove you’re already doing more than enough?"
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】
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?!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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!
