"Wu..."
As soon as she entered the room, Su Yuxin, dressed in a cute little skirt, seemed to lose her sense of direction. She stood completely motionless in Ye Feng's room. It wasn't until Ye Feng closed the door and returned to her side that he noticed her standing there timidly, pursing her lips with a panicked look in her eyes as they darted in every direction.
"......"
Just as Ye Feng was about to speak up and break the awkward atmosphere, Su Yuxin beat him to it.
"Brother Ye Feng, your room is so big! It looks like Mu Cheng gave you the best room in the villa."
"Is... is that so? I'll have to thank Mu Cheng when I get the chance."
"Ahahaha..."
The atmosphere lapsed into silence once more. Ye Feng could naturally see Su Yuxin's discomfort. But hadn't this girl already had a heart-to-heart with him? Why was she still acting so... dense?
Wu~
Why did it have to turn out like this!!!
Meanwhile, standing right in front of Ye Feng, Su Yuxin was on the verge of a mental breakdown. She wasn't afraid that Ye Feng would end up hating her; rather, she just didn't know how to smoothly navigate the time they were about to spend together.
Oh no, oh no! Brother Ye Feng is definitely going to think I'm a total bore, and I'll just end up making things difficult for him. What do I do, what do I do? Su Yuxin, hurry up and use your stupid brain!
Just as Su Yuxin's brain crashed and frantically attempted to reboot itself, Ye Feng finally stepped right in front of her.
"Yuxin, look at me, alright?"
Ye Feng gently reached out and rested his hands on Su Yuxin's shoulders. Her rigid body gave a sudden, delicate tremble, and her nervous energy instantly deflated like a frostbitten leaf.
"Mu~"
Stirred by Ye Feng's touch, it was as if a line of code had been triggered within the robotic Su Yuxin, and her dazed eyes instantly cleared up.
"Brother... Brother Ye Feng? Ah! I-I'm sorry! Am I bothering you? I'll just..."
"Yuxin, wait a second!"
Ye Feng grabbed hold of Su Yuxin just as she turned to leave. Only after making sure she wasn't going to suddenly run off did he guide her over to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Why are you spacing out again? Keeping things bottled up like this is going to take a huge toll on you emotionally."
"I'm sorry, Brother Ye Feng. I just don't know what to do to make everything perfect. I... I don't want to lose to the other girls. I wanted to give you an unforgettable, wonderful day, but no matter how hard I try to plan it, I can't seem to reach my own expectations. I just can't do it..."
Su Yuxin was about to let out a soft sob, but then she saw Ye Feng opening his arms to her. Very naturally, she leaned forward and buried her head in his embrace. Breathing in his intoxicating scent, her gloomy mood instantly dissipated by a great deal.
"Yuxin, you are such a sweet and considerate girl. But has it ever occurred to you that I want you to have a wonderful day too? All you need to know is that I'm incredibly happy just being here with you."
"Brother Ye Feng... I... I love you so much!"
The lost and bewildered Su Yuxin seemed to finally find her bearings in that moment. Stripped of all her worries, she pressed herself tightly against Ye Feng's chest and murmured in a sugary-sweet voice.
"Please don't ever leave me, okay? From this moment on, for every minute and every second, don't leave my side."
"Alright. In that case, are you ready, Yuxin?"
"Mhm, I'm ready. I want to fully experience your love, Brother Ye Feng."
Su Yuxin pressed her delicate lips near Ye Feng's earlobe, gently exhaling a hot breath against his ear.
"Yuxin."
Ye Feng tightly embraced the beauty in his arms. Gazing at those tempting, cherry-like lips right in front of him, he leaned down and captured Su Yuxin's soft, warm mouth in a kiss.
"Mmph..."
Unlike Xie Yuyan, who would respond to Ye Feng's affection with wild passion, Su Yuxin was incredibly reserved and docile, allowing Ye Feng to kiss her as he pleased. She closed her eyes, simply savoring the thrill and joy blossoming within her heart.
"Mmph."
"I love you the most, Brother Ye Feng ♡"
......
An unknown amount of time passed. In Su Yuxin's mind, the concept of time had completely vanished. She was now wholeheartedly immersed in pure bliss.
"Haa..."
It wasn't until Ye Feng slowly pulled back that Su Yuxin opened her eyes, taking small, panting breaths of fresh air.
"Brother Ye Feng~"
"Are you alright, Yuxin? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"No... I'm perfectly fine, Brother Ye Feng."
Meeting Ye Feng's passionate gaze, Su Yuxin gently shook her head and bit her lip as she replied.
"It feels wonderful... Every moment I spend with you feels wonderful, Brother Ye Feng."
"Then how about we take a little break?"
"No way! Please don't hold back on my account, Brother Ye Feng. I'm not the same timid girl I used to be!"
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.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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.”
