"Bang bang bang!"
After what felt like an eternity, Ye Feng gradually snapped out of his daze upon hearing the knocking at the door.
Had Shen Mengli and the others returned so soon?
Without hesitation, Ye Feng opened the door, and sure enough, the two stood before him, carrying groceries and daily necessities. What surprised him most was the bright smiles on both Shen Mengli and Xie Yuyan's faces.
"Mengli? Yuyan? You're back already?"
"We didn’t have much to buy in the first place," Shen Mengli replied, taking the bags from Xie Yuyan’s hands before extending her own toward Ye Feng.
"Ye Feng, you’re really not being very gentlemanly. Yuyan and I have been carrying these all the way back—we’re exhausted!"
"S-sorry! I was lost in thought just now."
Realizing his oversight, Ye Feng quickly took the shopping bags from Shen Mengli and stepped aside to let them pass.
"Thanks for your hard work, Ye Feng~"
Seizing the opportunity while his hands were full, Shen Mengli stood on her tiptoes and planted a quick peck on Ye Feng’s cheek. Then, turning to Xie Yuyan, who looked stunned, she whispered something before slipping into Xie Yuyan’s bedroom while Ye Feng was still processing what had happened.
"......"
Still holding the bags, Ye Feng awkwardly met Xie Yuyan’s gaze. For some reason, ever since Shen Mengli had spoken to her, Xie Yuyan’s expression had shifted—something about it felt off.
"Uh… what’s up with Mengli? What did she just say to you?"
"Hmm…"
Xie Yuyan blinked slowly, her eyes glinting with a hint of mischief as she looked at Ye Feng.
"Do you really want to know, Ye Feng?"
"Cough… N-never mind. I don’t actually need to know. I’ll just put the groceries in the fridge first. I’ll help with dinner later."
Ye Feng tried to brush off her question, but just as he turned to leave, Xie Yuyan suddenly closed the distance between them.
"Xie Yuyan?!"
"Ye Feng…"
Her face drew closer, forcing Ye Feng to retreat until his back hit the wall.
"Xie Yuyan, calm down! I didn’t expect Mengli to suddenly—"
"Do you know what Mengli told me earlier?"
Xie Yuyan cut him off, her alluring demeanor on full display, like a blooming flower in full radiance.
"Gulp."
Ye Feng swallowed hard, inhaling the faint, elegant fragrance drifting from her as he stammered, "W-what did she say?"
"She said… she’s leaving it to me~"
With that, Xie Yuyan leaned in and pressed a deep kiss onto Ye Feng’s other cheek before pulling away just as quickly.
"Yuyan, you…"
Her face flushed crimson in an instant, her heart swelling with affection for Ye Feng—and the thrill of finally being close to him again after so long.
"I’ll leave the rest to you, Ye Feng. Mengli and I still have a lot to talk about. I’ll make sure you accept me again, little by little."
"Yuyan…"
As Xie Yuyan stepped back with a faint smile, she followed Shen Mengli into the bedroom. A moment later, the sound of their hushed conversation drifted out.
"Sigh."
Resigned to what had just happened, Ye Feng didn’t dwell on Xie Yuyan’s kiss. Instead, he quietly carried the groceries to the kitchen and began preparing dinner.
......
"M-Mengli… Are you really okay with this?"
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Xie Yuyan glanced nervously at Shen Mengli, who remained expressionless. She hadn’t expected Shen Mengli to say something like that earlier—it seemed she was genuinely trying to accept her.
"Of course I’m not completely fine with it," Shen Mengli admitted. "But for Ye Feng’s sake, I’m trying to adjust my feelings. I’ll do my best to reach that 100% affection level too."
"I… I’ll try as well. It’s hard not to feel conflicted about this."
"Yeah. By the way, Yuyan, what’s your plan for tonight?"
"Tonight? What do you mean…?"
"Sleeping arrangements, of course. We only have two rooms, you know~"
"T-two rooms…"
"Exactly. But there are three of us, so it’s a bit of a problem."
Shen Mengli narrowed her eyes playfully, waiting for Xie Yuyan’s response.
"Even if you’ve accepted this, you’re still the owner of this house. So, I’ll leave the sleeping arrangements entirely up to you~"
"Me? No, no! In that case, Mengli, you should share a room with Ye Feng. I don’t mind at all."
"Oh? That won’t do. Besides, if Ye Feng found out, he’d never agree."
"Then what should we do? Maybe I could go stay with Mu Cheng…"
Just as Xie Yuyan was lost in thought, Ye Feng suddenly appeared in the doorway. Both girls turned to see him standing there, arms crossed, watching them calmly.
"Y-Ye Feng?"
Leaning against the doorframe, Ye Feng sighed. He had only come to call Xie Yuyan to help with dinner—after all, he still had to go out later—but instead, he walked in on them plotting about sleeping arrangements.
"So this is what you’ve been discussing all this time? You’re scheming about me now?"
"N-no, Ye Feng! We were just joking around!"
Xie Yuyan shook her head frantically, desperate to dispel his suspicions, and shot Shen Mengli a pleading look.
Shen Mengli hadn’t expected Ye Feng to overhear so clearly either. Flustered, she nodded along.
"Y-yeah! We were just kidding!"
"Kidding? Mengli, do you really think I’d believe that?"
"Whimper… Ye Feng~"
"Cut it out!"
Seeing Shen Mengli about to resort to her usual coquettish tactics, Ye Feng stopped her firmly. His tone turned serious as he addressed Xie Yuyan, who sat frozen on the bed.
"Xie Yuyan, come with me. The ingredients are ready. Mengli, you go set the table. We’ll settle this after I get back."
Ye Feng thought he had the upper hand—until he noticed the sudden shift in their expressions the moment he finished speaking.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
