"Ye Feng, how can you make it so hard for me to stay reserved?" Xie Yuyan blushed, unable to meet Ye Feng's gaze, her shy demeanor resembling a budding flower.
"Reserved? There's no need for that with me, Yuyan. Why put on an act between us?"
"Mmm... you're right." Seeing Ye Feng's complete lack of objection, Xie Yuyan felt the veil of restraint in her heart slowly unravel. She had initially believed that as their relationship matured, she needed to consider more—after all, as someone by Ye Feng's side, she had to temper her emotions. But when Ye Feng told her there was no need to dwell on trivial formalities, she finally cast aside her pretenses.
Suddenly, Xie Yuyan extended her slender arms, wrapping them around Ye Feng's neck. Her sapphire eyes, gleaming like dazzling gemstones, locked onto the one she loved.
"Ye Feng, if that's the case... then I’ll show you my true self~"
"Good, that’s the Yuyan I know. But we’re still outside—let’s not break decorum, alright?"
"Don’t worry, I know my limits~" Xie Yuyan licked her lips teasingly, closing the distance between them until their lips met in a deep kiss.
"Ye... Ye Feng... it’s finally my turn..."
"Do you know what my reaction was last night when I heard Mengli’s voice? Mwah~"
"Wh... what was it? Mmm..."
"From that moment, I swore... that when you were mine... gulp... I’d go all out... lick... completely lose myself."
"Alright, as long as it’s what you want, Yuyan, I’ll respond to you."
"See... Ye Feng, you’re the best~"
"Chu♡"
......
"Huh? Wh-what is this...?"
Li Mucheng stood frozen at the entrance of Ye Feng’s room, swallowing hard as she took in the chaotic scene before her.
After Shen Mengli finished lunch, Su Yuxin had pulled her aside for advice, leaving Li Mucheng alone in the manor. Initially, she had planned to call the maids for a thorough cleaning, but considering Ye Feng’s room might be... inconvenient for others to handle, she decided to tidy it up herself before his return.
Yet the moment she stepped inside, a familiar scent overwhelmed her senses.
Li Mucheng knew exactly what it meant. Even with her usual composure, she panicked, fleeing the room in a fluster. Pressing a hand to her chest, she gasped for fresh air.
"This... this is too much! Doesn’t Teacher realize he’ll ruin his health like this?"
Despite her scolding, her nose subtly twitched, inhaling the lingering traces of Ye Feng’s presence. Unbeknownst to her, his scent was like an intoxicating poison, eroding her rationality.
"Mmm... Teacher’s... Teacher’s scent..."
Fortunately, Li Mucheng’s willpower held firm. Shaking her head to dispel the haze, she took a few fearful steps back from the room—a place that now seemed designed to unravel her mind.
"Wh-what should I do...? Should I even go in and clean?"
Biting her lower lip, she hesitated before finally stepping forward. Perhaps her heart had already made the decision long ago.
"Ex... excuse me..."
The moment she re-entered, her entire body trembled uncontrollably.
It’s... it’s everywhere... Teacher’s scent is everywhere.
N-no! If I stay any longer, I’ll lose control...
Li Mucheng shook her head violently, trying to purge the intrusive thoughts. But excitement surged through her veins, pulling her deeper into the sinful atmosphere—until a small hand suddenly gripped her shoulder.
"Who’s there?!"
Startled, she spun around to find Shen Mengli standing behind her.
"M-Mengli? What are you—where’s Yuxin?"
"She’s napping in her room. We chatted for a bit, and then I came here."
Shen Mengli guided Li Mucheng out, though her eyes flickered curiously toward the room.
Did Mucheng discover something? But I made sure to clean up all the plastic bags... unless I missed something?
Frowning slightly, Shen Mengli wasn’t sure what to say—but Li Mucheng’s expression didn’t seem to match her suspicions.
"M-Mucheng, what’s wrong?"
"Mengli... I... I..."
Li Mucheng stammered, unsure how to explain her turmoil.
"I just wanted to help clean Teacher’s room, but... I couldn’t bring myself to go in."
"Oh, is that all? Don’t trouble yourself with it. It was my fault—Ye Feng and I made a mess last night. I’ll handle it."
"But your condition..."
"I’ve recovered a lot, thanks to your care. Really, I’ve got this."
"O-okay... but call me if you need anything."
Though relieved, Li Mucheng couldn’t help feeling a pang of disappointment as she glanced back at the room.
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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.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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."
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!
