"Ah~"
After taking another spoonful of porridge from Ye Feng, Shen Mengli happily threw herself into his arms. Fortunately, Ye Feng was prepared and managed to keep the bowl steady, preventing any spills.
Yet, he didn’t scold her for it. Instead, he gently tapped her forehead and said in a soft voice, "Mengli, be more careful next time, alright?"
"Mm! I’m just so happy. No matter what we’re doing, as long as I’m with Xiao Feng, everything feels wonderful."
"Alright, there’s only a little left in the bowl. Finish it quickly."
"Okay~"
Taking the bowl from Ye Feng, Shen Mengli quickly polished off the remaining porridge. Just as Ye Feng was about to take the bowl to the kitchen to wash it, she unexpectedly set it aside on the bedside table. Before he could ask what she was doing, he felt the soft press of lips against his cheek.
"Mengli?"
"This is my way of thanking you for taking care of me~"
Shen Mengli said it without a hint of embarrassment, as if this gesture was entirely natural for her.
"Who thanks someone like this? Anyway, hand me the bowl. You should rest properly in the room."
"No~"
She wrapped her arms around Ye Feng’s and tried pulling him toward her bed, though her strength was no match for his. In the end, Ye Feng chose to sit by the bed, curious about what mischief she was up to.
Seeing him seated, Shen Mengli immediately snuggled up to him, pressing herself against his chest as she whispered, "Xiao Feng, can I just hold you like this? Just for a little while."
Her quiet plea made Ye Feng wonder if she was feeling unwell—until he noticed the faint weariness in her eyes. Only then did he realize how exhausted she must be, having spent days caring for him without proper rest. It was only now that she could no longer hide her fatigue.
Mengli...
Ye Feng gently raised his hand, stroking her silky hair as countless emotions swirled in his heart.
From the moment you saved me until now, you’ve endured so much, haven’t you? Both mentally and physically, you pushed through it all, tending to me with such devotion. And even now, you refuse to show me your weakest side... Why go to such lengths?
"Xiao Feng’s palm is so warm..."
Enjoying his touch, Shen Mengli nestled deeper into his embrace, eyes closed, until she found a comfortable position. Within moments, her breathing steadied into the quiet rhythm of sleep.
"Mengli, you’ve worked hard."
Murmuring softly, Ye Feng carefully lifted her and laid her down on the bed. As he did, his hand accidentally brushed against the bowl on the bedside table, but his quick reflexes saved it from crashing to the floor—sparing her from being startled awake.
"Phew..."
Just as he sighed in relief, a delicate hand suddenly clutched his collar.
"!!!"
Did Mengli wake up?!
Startled, Ye Feng set the bowl down and turned to find Shen Mengli staring straight at him, her eyes wide open.
"Sorry, Mengli... Did I wake you?"
"No."
She shook her head slightly, her lips parting as if to say something—but her voice was barely audible.
"What was that, Mengli?"
Leaning closer, Ye Feng brought his ear near her lips.
"I... I want to sleep while holding Xiao Feng... Is that okay?"
Only after hearing her whisper did he lift his head to see Shen Mengli’s flushed face, her blush betraying the depth of her affection.
"Alright... But there’s only one blanket here. Are you sure that’s fine?"
"It’s not like we haven’t slept together before. This is just like how things used to be—returning to the way we lived then."
Her crimson eyes shimmered like blooming spider lilies, radiant and captivating, dissolving the walls Ye Feng had tried so hard to maintain.
When he remained silent, Shen Mengli seized the opportunity, tugging his wrist to pull him closer. Her sweet, drowsy voice sent shivers through him, electrifying every nerve in his body.
"Xiao Feng... I’m so tired..."
"...I understand."
Finally surrendering, Ye Feng gently pressed her shoulders down onto the bed. After a long pause, he spoke again.
"Get some rest, Mengli."
"Okay~"
With arms outstretched and an expectant gaze, she lifted the blanket slightly, her tender eyes silently inviting him in.
Gulp...
Ye Feng quickly shook off his wandering thoughts, carefully lying down beside her while keeping a cautious distance—anything to keep his composure intact.
But Shen Mengli wasn’t one to give up so easily. The moment she felt him settle beside her, she immediately buried herself against his chest, her feverish cheek radiating warmth against him.
Just as I expected...
True to his predictions, she clung to him without hesitation.
"Xiao Feng, you’re so warm."
"Alright, go to sleep now."
"Mm."
As Shen Mengli closed her eyes, Ye Feng exhaled in relief. If this was all she wanted—just to hold him—then it was manageable. What puzzled him was how effortlessly she affected him. Unlike Xie Yuyan, who relied on overt charm, Shen Mengli needed nothing more than those mesmerizing eyes of hers to unsettle him.
"Mmm..."
Hearing her soft sigh, Ye Feng glanced down to find her already asleep. He considered slipping away quietly, but her arms were locked around his, leaving him no choice but to stay and watch her peaceful expression.
Her silver hair cascaded over her face, partially covering her eyes, while her fair neck—tinged with a delicate pink—resembled flawless jade, tempting him to take a playful bite.
Ugh, what am I thinking?!
Shaking his head, he forcefully dismissed the inappropriate thoughts. Outside the wooden cabin, the mountain wind howled, and in the embrace of that tranquility, Ye Feng, too, drifted into slumber...
This kind of life... really is wonderful.
......
"So, this is how you and Ye Feng first met?"
Listening to Li Mucheng recount the beautiful days she spent with Ye Feng at the estate, Xie Yuyan’s eyes flickered with longing—though she quickly suppressed it.
"It sounds lovely. By the timeline, you were the first one to meet Ye Feng, right?"
"Yes."
Li Mucheng nodded, a smile blooming as the memories resurfaced.
"Back then, the time I spent with my teacher... was the happiest period of my entire life."
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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】
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!
