The sound of the torrential rain outside grew louder and louder, drowning out all other subtle noises. The occasional roar of thunder completely robbed Ye Feng of any desire to sleep, despite his initial intention to stay in a light slumber to remain vigilant.
With the storm and other factors at play, Ye Feng decided to stay awake until the rain subsided, wary of Xie Yuyan’s possible arrival. Just as he was about to turn toward the window, an unseen force suddenly pulled back his blanket, and a warm, delicate figure slipped in beside him.
"Wh—"
Ye Feng immediately focused on the shadowy figure in front of him, but the room was too dark to make out who it was. However, as soon as the familiar, sweet fragrance reached him, he knew it was none other than Li Mucheng.
"Teacher."
"Mucheng? Y-you… why are you here?"
The moment her body pressed against his chest, Ye Feng instinctively tried to retreat deeper into the couch. But the space was too cramped, and with Li Mucheng now sharing it, there was nowhere left to move. Before he could react, she wrapped her arms around him with practiced ease.
"Teacher, I’m still so scared… I can’t sleep at all without you."
Her voice trembled faintly in his ear, and with every clap of thunder, her body shivered. Her excuse seemed perfectly reasonable.
"Mucheng, I know the weather is terrible tonight, but trust me—it’ll pass soon. Just hold on a little longer, okay?"
"Okay~"
"Mhm."
"......"
After a brief silence, Ye Feng expected her to return to her own bed. Instead, she clung to him even tighter. The thin fabric of her nightgown left little to the imagination, and their close proximity inevitably led to some awkwardness.
"Um… Mucheng?"
"I’m here, Teacher."
"I said just hold on a little longer."
"Got it."
"......"
Despite his repeated hints, Li Mucheng remained unmoving, leaving Ye Feng at a loss. Just as he was about to speak more directly, she beat him to it.
"Teacher… could you let me be a little selfish tonight? I really… really want to sleep in your arms."
"Mucheng…"
Hearing the exhaustion in his voice, Li Mucheng suddenly loosened her grip and pulled away, her tone filled with remorse.
"I-I’m sorry, Teacher… I didn’t mean to trouble you. I got carried away and forgot about your injury…"
Before she could finish, Ye Feng took a deep breath, abruptly sat up, and pulled her back into his embrace. Caught off guard, Li Mucheng barely had time to blink before she was lifted into his arms.
"Teacher? You—"
"If we’re going to sleep, shouldn’t we at least do it on the bed?"
"Does that mean you’re agreeing to my request?"
Her voice held a mix of surprise and curiosity, but she still wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face against his shoulder.
"Would you rather I refuse?"
"Of course not!"
Li Mucheng immediately protested, her cheeks flushing as she murmured under her breath,
"I never want you to refuse. I just want to stay like this with you forever."
"Are you treating me like a sloth mom now? Planning to cling to me indefinitely?"
"Exactly! I’m never letting go~"
She giggled, playfully teasing him. This kind of sweet, intimate moment was everything she had ever dreamed of. Her heart raced like a deer’s, excitement bubbling within her.
As Ye Feng carried her toward the bed, she suddenly remembered something and gently cupped his cheek, earning a curious glance from him.
"Mucheng? What’s this about?"
"Teacher, doesn’t your arm hurt from carrying me? You should put me down. What if your wound reopens?"
"Don’t worry, Mucheng. A little movement won’t hurt it. Besides, the bed is just a few steps away."
With that, he carefully set her down on the mattress.
"Alright, Mucheng. I’ll just go grab my—"
The moment he turned, Li Mucheng seized his wrist and, with surprising strength, yanked him toward her.
"Mu-Mucheng, wait—"
Ye Feng stumbled forward, barely catching himself before he collapsed onto her. His hands braced against the mattress, keeping his weight from crushing her.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself staring directly into hers—deep, obsidian pools that seemed to drown him in their intensity.
"S-sorry, Mucheng, I didn’t mean to— Mmm!"
Before he could explain, she cupped his face and stretched up, pressing her lips against his in a soft, fleeting kiss.
"Mmm… ah…"
Unlike Xie Yuyan’s wild passion, Li Mucheng’s kiss was brief and tender. She then pulled the blanket over both of them, unable to resist pecking his cheek once more.
"Teacher… let’s stay like this tonight, okay?"
"Mucheng… you…"
"Hehe, sorry, Teacher. I couldn’t help myself. I’ll apologize properly tomorrow, alright?"
"Sigh…"
Ye Feng exhaled in resignation. Her actions made it impossible for him to stay upset. Every time he tried to reason with her, she’d just snuggle closer, and before he knew it, he was powerless to refuse.
In the end, he could only mask his flustered embarrassment with three simple words:
"Go to sleep."
"Okay~"
With that, Li Mucheng nestled against his sturdy frame, drifting off with a contented smile. Clearly, recent events had left her more than satisfied.
"Teacher."
"......"
Ye Feng couldn’t shake the feeling that whenever she called him like this, something was about to happen. Still, he waited for her to continue.
"Y-yes?"
"I love you ♡"
After whispering those words, she pressed a final, secretive "goodnight" against his ear and closed her radiant eyes—as if all the love in her heart was sealed within that single moment.
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!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
