"Muah."
With a hazy look in her eyes, Su Yuxin's small hands seemed to move on their own, resting on Ye Feng's shoulders. Her flushed cheeks were red as a ripe apple, and her bashful demeanor was incredibly adorable.
"How do you feel? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?"
Ye Feng, however, did not lose his reason over her cuteness. Instead, he gently and affectionately stroked her head, asking out of concern. Though their interaction lacked wild passion or intense thrills, this tender, water-like companionship made their love feel even more profound.
"No. Actually... I really like it."
Su Yuxin replied in a soft, hazy voice. Her entire body had already gone limp, and she simply leaned against Ye Feng's chest, taking in small, shallow breaths of air.
"Brother Ye Feng, I was actually a little scared at first. Even though Mu Cheng and Meng Li told me that it would take some getting used to in the beginning, I'm quite timid, so their reassurance didn't really help me much."
As she spoke, Su Yuxin suddenly tilted her head up and planted a swift, gentle kiss on Ye Feng's cheek.
"But after spending this time with you, I feel much better. Because you are right here by my side, I'm no longer afraid of what comes next. In fact, I even hope that you will... love me a little more."
"Alright. Since you're ready, Yuxin, I won't say anything else. I promise to be gentle."
"Okay~"
Their eyes met and lingered for a long time. Eventually, bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight spilling through the window, their silhouettes merged together...
"Mmh."
"Nnh."
"Wha?"
It was only after Ye Feng reached out to gently brush aside the stray hairs on Su Yuxin's forehead that he noticed her dazed, overwhelmed expression and her completely limp body.
"Guh... hehe... I... love it, I love Brother Ye Feng~"
"I want... I want to stay by your side forever... I want it to be like this... forever and ever..."
Oh no, in the heat of the moment, I forgot about Yuxin's condition!
Sensing that something was wrong with her, Ye Feng hastily shook Su Yuxin's shoulders, repeatedly calling out her name.
"Yuxin? Yuxin, wake up! Don't fall into a trance!"
"......"
As the haze in Su Yuxin's eyes gradually cleared, life returned to her seemingly soulless shell, and she reverted to her normal self.
"Huh? What... what happened to me?"
"Phew, you're finally awake, Yuxin. If you had stayed unresponsive any longer, I was about to call an ambulance."
Seeing that Su Yuxin was safe and sound, Ye Feng breathed a long sigh of relief. He brushed away the strands of hair clinging to her sweat-slicked cheeks, panting slightly as the lingering heat of the moment had yet to fade.
"I'm sorry, Yuxin. I might have gone a bit too far just now. I truly apologize."
"Too far?"
It seemed Su Yuxin recalled something. She parted her lips slightly but quickly shut them again. Her bashful demeanor had lost its initial stiffness; now, she resembled a gorgeous flower in full bloom, exuding a rich, mature fragrance.
"I think everything was wonderful. Especially Brother Ye Feng's love... I accepted every bit of it with an open heart."
Su Yuxin looked as if she were savoring the memory. She shifted her legs slightly; although the aching soreness was uncomfortable, it brought her a distinct sense of accomplishment.
"Stop fooling around, Yuxin. Don't you think I know what your petite body can handle? Why don't we get some rest? We can have a doctor take a look at you tomorrow, alright?"
"No way!"
Having tasted the forbidden fruit, Su Yuxin was no longer the timid little girl who agreed to everything. Now, she was like a ravenous little snake.
"I'm perfectly fine, Brother Ye Feng. You can put your mind at ease~"
Su Yuxin's small hands instinctively crept up Ye Feng's arms, and she pressed her face close to his, her hot, eager breath brushing against his skin.
"Who knows my body better than I do? I know my own limits~"
Listening to Su Yuxin's endless coaxing, Ye Feng decided not to argue. He simply sat up and wrapped his arm around her slender waist, pulling her flush against his chest before she could even react.
"Oh? Is that so? Then why are your legs shaking like they have a motor attached to them?"
Ye Feng gently squeezed her knee and narrowed his eyes, pointing out how her legs were trembling from sheer exhaustion. It was glaringly obvious that her body was already signaling it had reached its limit.
"Whimper... Brother Ye Feng, don't worry about that. I can handle it."
"No! I'm doing this for your own good, Yuxin. I absolutely cannot—Mmph?!"
Before Ye Feng could finish his sentence, Su Yuxin leaned in and silenced him with a kiss. She knew he was simply being overly protective of her; if she didn't take the initiative, he would never make a move.
"Mmh..."
A faint, refreshing scent of strawberries lingered around Ye Feng's nose. The fruity sweetness perfectly captured Su Yuxin's essence, and the fire in his heart that he had just forcefully suppressed began to burn brightly once more.

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?"

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.”

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)