“Mmm...”
“Hah...”
“Mwuah... gulp...”
Amidst the intense atmosphere of their kiss, Li Mucheng felt her mind growing hazy, as if she had stumbled into a stiflingly hot sauna.
“Tea... teacher...”
Hearing Li Mucheng’s seductive, breathless voice, Ye Feng sensed something was off but still whispered hesitantly, “Wh-what’s wrong, Mucheng? Are you feeling unwell? Should we stop...?”
“N-no... that’s not what I meant... I meant it’s too... ngh...”
Li Mucheng cut herself off mid-mumble, suddenly realizing the indecent words she was about to utter. Flustered, she covered her face with both hands and blurted out,
“Forget it! P-please forget what I just said, Teacher!”
“I never knew you had such a cute side too, Mucheng...”
“Stop talking!”
Ye Feng’s words were the final straw, utterly shredding the last remnants of Li Mucheng’s embarrassment. Her hands slowly slid down from her face, revealing eyes that had faintly taken on a heart-shaped glint.
Oh no.
Seeing Li Mucheng’s expression, Ye Feng instinctively tried to push her away to snap her out of it—but it was too late.
“Tea... teacher, I... I love you.”
Li Mucheng leaned down, nuzzling her face against Ye Feng’s neck while peppering it with kisses. Her actions stirred something deep within him, an itch akin to a cat’s claws teasing at his heart.
How... how is Mucheng so skilled at this? It’s like she’s doing it all on instinct.
Perhaps noticing Ye Feng’s puzzled look, Li Mucheng blinked playfully before whispering into his ear, “Teacher must be wondering how I know so much, right?”
“N-no! I wasn’t thinking that at all. Don’t go assuming things, Mucheng.”
“My, how dishonest Teacher’s mouth is~”
As if the mood had reached its peak, Li Mucheng propped herself up against Ye Feng’s chest, poking his cheek teasingly before adding,
“But I love stubborn Teachers like you too. As for these skills... I learned them all from my phone.”
“Huh? From your phone?”
“Mhm~ Just a few taps on the screen, and I knew exactly how to make Teacher happy during our... interactions.”
Li Mucheng moistened her lips, then looped her arms around Ye Feng’s neck, pressing herself against him.
“So... how does Teacher rate my service?”
“Ahem... i-it’s excellent, of course.”
“Hehe, there’s even better to come. Let me show you everything~”
With that, Li Mucheng slipped a hand under the pillow, pulling out a small, square packet the next second.
“Mu-Mucheng, you—!”
The moment Ye Feng saw the little square in her hand, he realized why she had been hiding her hands behind her back earlier—she had come prepared from the very beginning.
“No need to be so flustered, Teacher~ Just leave the rest... to me.”
Li Mucheng began tying up her hair, and under Ye Feng’s stunned gaze, the unforgettable night began...
All Ye Feng vaguely remembered was how endlessly long the night felt. Only when dawn’s first light crept in did he finally close his eyes.
......
“Achoo!”
Ye Feng woke with a sneeze early the next morning. A chill ran through him, and when he opened his eyes, he found his blanket had been stolen by Li Mucheng, who was curled up beside him.
“No wonder I’m freezing...”
He sniffled, the air still thick with Li Mucheng’s scent, which inevitably brought back memories of the previous night. Even he couldn’t help but blush.
Last night... had been far, far too much.
“Mucheng?”
Ye Feng gently shook her shoulder, trying to rouse her. But Li Mucheng didn’t react at all until he gave her another, more insistent nudge. Only then did she mumble drowsily,
“Teacher... no more... let me rest... I admit defeat...”
“......”
Ye Feng smirked helplessly. The same Li Mucheng who had been so aggressive and relentless last night had now turned into a limp, exhausted mess. The contrast was almost laughable.
“What’s this? Weren’t you the one who insisted on ‘fighting until dawn’? And now you’re saying you’re wrong~?”
He poked her soft, smooth cheek teasingly. Maybe it was his imagination, but after last night, her skin seemed to glow even more radiantly, like flowers nourished by spring rain.
“Mmmph! Stop teasing, Teacher... I just want to sleep...”
Li Mucheng barely cracked her eyes open, her entire body devoid of strength. Even her words came out in slow, disjointed murmurs.
“Fine, rest well today. I should get going soon. Call me if you need anything, okay?”
“Mm... be safe, Teacher.”
“Yeah.”
Ye Feng ruffled her bun-style hair before heading to the bathroom. It looked like he’d have to switch rooms when returning to the estate tonight—the current one could only be described as a complete wreck.
“Ngh...”
Hearing Ye Feng’s footsteps fade, Li Mucheng weakly shifted her body, settling into the spot where he had slept. A content smile graced her lips, though she still muttered under her breath,
“I thought men had long cooldowns... Why is Teacher different? Sure, it was amazing and intoxicating... but my body feels like it’s falling apart...”
“Ugh... is this what they mean by ‘hurts so good’?”
......
Meanwhile, elsewhere...
“Young Miss, everything is ready. We’re just waiting for your order.”
A tall man in a black suit and sunglasses bowed respectfully before Su Yuxin, who was dressed in an adorable light-yellow princess dress, her makeup subtle yet charming.
“Good. The moment Brother Ye Feng steps inside, seal off every entrance. Not even a fly gets through. Understood?”
“Yes, ma’am!”
Once the bodyguard left, Su Yuxin twirled in her dress, hugging a strawberry plushie as a faint smile curled on her lips.
“At last... the day has finally come. Brother Ye Feng is mine—no one can take him away!”
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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】
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!
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!
