"Tomorrow, I should go and properly apologize to Li Mucheng. If I explain things well, I’m sure she’ll understand."
Ye Feng recalled how Li Mucheng’s personality had brightened under his guidance. Perhaps, with enough sincerity tomorrow, everything would resolve itself smoothly.
"It’s getting late. Time to sleep."
After steadying his emotions, Ye Feng stood up and turned off the bathroom light. As the sudden darkness enveloped him, he relied on his instincts and the faint visibility to make his way toward his bed.
Click.
After gently closing the door, Ye Feng noticed Shen Mengli’s blanket lay perfectly still, suggesting she was already asleep. Careful not to disturb her, he tiptoed to his bedside, sat down slowly, and then slipped under the covers.
"Huh?"
The moment he settled in, warmth from the sheets and blanket enveloped his entire body.
Strange... Why is the blanket so warm? Even after a hot shower, it shouldn’t heat up this fast...
Just as he shifted deeper into the bed, his body bumped into something—followed by a startled yelp from beneath the covers.
"Eek!"
"Wh—did the blanket just come to life?!"
Startled, Ye Feng quickly threw off the blanket and grabbed his phone from the nightstand. The dim screen light revealed the true identity of this "blanket spirit."
There, curled up under the covers, was Shen Mengli, blinking up at him with watery eyes. Her nose and cheeks were flushed pink, and as Ye Feng lifted the blanket, she took small, quick breaths of fresh air.
"Mengli?! What are you doing in my bed? What’s going on?"
Ye Feng hadn’t expected Shen Mengli to be hiding under his blanket. Any exhaustion from the day vanished instantly, replaced by sheer bewilderment.
"I... I..."
Shen Mengli clutched her hands to her chest, too embarrassed to meet his gaze. Her voice was barely a whisper.
"I was worried you’d catch a cold after your shower... so... I warmed the bed for you..."
"W-Warmed the bed?"
"Mhm... This is the only thing I can do for you, Xiao Feng."
"......"
Hearing her words, Ye Feng’s initial urge to scold her faded. He fell silent, watching as Shen Mengli lowered her head under the glow of his phone light. Quickly, he turned it off.
"Mengli, you..."
Ye Feng lowered the blanket and gently tucked it around her. Soon after, Shen Mengli peeked out from under the covers.
"I... I’m sorry, Xiao Feng. Did I scare you? I meant to tell you beforehand, but you took so long to come back... I must’ve dozed off..."
"Don’t apologize, Mengli. Don’t."
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ye Feng looked at her with warmth swelling in his chest. He knew she was just trying to comfort him in her own small way.
"I see now."
"See what?"
"You really are like a little angel—so kind and gentle."
His voice softened, and for some reason, his eyes stung. Shen Mengli had no obligation to go this far for him. If anything, he was the one who owed her an apology. He’d grown so accustomed to her tenderness that he’d forgotten what it truly meant.
"Eh? A... a little angel?!"
Flustered by his words, Shen Mengli covered her face with her hands—but soon peeked through her fingers, not wanting to miss the sight of Ye Feng’s smile.
"Xiao Feng, I’m not as good as you say... I just... didn’t want you to feel so worn out."
Propping herself up, Shen Mengli gazed at Ye Feng with her captivating ruby eyes—eyes he could never tire of.
Without realizing it, she reached out, cupping his face in her hands before tilting her head with a sweet smile.
"I don’t care what happens to the world. As long as you stay by my side, that’s enough for me."
"Mengli..."
Their faces were now inches apart, and for a long moment, neither spoke, unwilling to break the serene atmosphere. Finally, Shen Mengli moved, pressing herself gently against Ye Feng’s chest. Listening to his racing heartbeat, her lips curled into a soft smile.
"Xiao Feng, can I ask for something selfish?"
"Selfish? Like what...?"
"I want... to take away your exhaustion."
"You mean... like a massage?"
"Well... not exactly..."
Her tone shifted as she lifted her head, meeting his gaze with newfound boldness. Their eyes locked, and Ye Feng suddenly sensed something amiss. Instinctively, he tried to pull back—but he was too late.
"Mengli, wait— Mmph—!"
Before he could react, Shen Mengli cradled his chin and pressed her lips to his.
......
The moment their lips touched, a jolt like electricity shot through Ye Feng’s body, leaving him frozen in place.
Shen Mengli, equally inexperienced in matters of love, relied purely on instinct, leaving them locked in an awkward standstill.
Ye Feng felt an inexplicable pull toward her, his mind blank and body paralyzed. Then, like a flash, the image of another beautiful figure crossed his thoughts. His vision cleared, and he abruptly broke away.
"Mengli..."
Seeing him retreat, a flustered Shen Mengli assumed he was just as overwhelmed as she was. She lowered her head and murmured, "Xiao Feng... that was my first kiss."
Silence lingered. When she finally looked up again, his expression was strange—almost regretful, as if he’d done something wrong.
"Xiao Feng?"
At her call, Ye Feng snapped out of his daze. The sight of her tender gaze filled him with indescribable turmoil.
"I... I’m sorry, Mengli. I..."
"......"
Reading the conflict in his eyes, Shen Mengli felt as though a dagger had pierced her heart. Still, she forced a smile.
"It’s okay, Xiao Feng. I just wanted to ease your burdens. Could you... come closer for a moment?"
But Ye Feng didn’t move. His heart only grew heavier.
What in the world is happening...?
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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】
] [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!"
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!
