Live Stream Room Number Three.
"The stakes? What are we betting on? If you're talking about this, I won't be bored anymore!"
"I just knew they couldn't play Landlord all night. Good thing I was clever and kept waiting."
"Damn, I just put my pants on and now I have to take them off again..."
"Oh, a mini game? Hehe... Is it the mini game I'm thinking of? ๑乛◡乛๑"
"Good people, even when you eat meat yourself, you didn't forget to leave some soup for your brothers!"
"..."
Yang Jingxuan imitated Wan Hanyu's manner and sidled up as well.
"I can do anything too..."
She was very clear that if she wanted Xu Mo to crave her too, she had to cater to Xu Mo and cooperate with him like Wan Hanyu did!
Xu Mo couldn't help but glare at Yang Jingxuan, "Why are you horning in on the fun?"
Yang Jingxuan: "???"
How could he say that?
He should know that if he succeeded in bringing this flight attendant out to get a room, she contributed a lot. If it wasn't for the watch she provided, Xu Mo wouldn't have gotten his hands on her so quickly!
At this moment, Yang Jingxuan was furious inside. Fuming at Xu Mo.
This Xu Mo jerk!
He gave my watch as a gift to the flight attendant in his own name!
The key is, he didn't even bring me to play??
Xu Mo helplessly sighed, then looked at Wan Hanyu.
"She also wants to play. Then let's three play together."
"Ah? Together is...no...not okay," Wan Hanyu's face turned even redder when she heard this.
She thought to herself, rich people really know how to play.
Even when playing mini games, they play together with three people!
Seeing that Wan Hanyu agreed.
Xu Mo briefly explained the rules.
"Still playing Landlord, but we have to add some stakes this time. Take off one piece of clothing every time you lose a round."
...
Three minutes later, Xu Mo won again.
"Four of a kind. Can't beat that, three passes... I won."
They fulfilled their gambling vows and each took off a jacket.
The live stream camera was installed on Yang Jingxuan's jacket. Now that the jacket was taken off, the fans could no longer see anything.
"Damn, brother, we didn't get anything to see!"
"Can't afford to play! I already took my pants off and you only show me the ceiling??"
"That's not right, what about the soup you promised to share with us??"
"..."
After taking off a jacket, Yang Jingxuan's face was slightly flushed.
Xu Mo, making a big fuss just to pretend to be gentlemanly in the end. Although he didn't say anything with his mouth, he was still interested in me after all!
As expected, this Xu Mo jerk still couldn't resist my damned, irresistible charm!
While washing the cards, Xu Mo chatted casually with Wan Hanyu, completely ignoring Yang Jingxuan.
"How old are you?"
"C cup."
Xu Mo looked at Wan Hanyu in surprise.
He meant to ask her age, but this flight attendant gave him a bra size...
"Um...what's the salary and benefits like for your crew?"
"Average, it's livable, flight attendants don't make much, the captains get paid the most."
"Speaking of captains, I suddenly remembered, does your airline need captains recently?"
"Yes, why do you ask?"
"Oh, no reason," said Xu Mo. "I just bought a private jet recently and am looking to hire a captain."
Upon hearing this, Wan Hanyu was stunned for a moment, looking at Xu Mo, unable to discern whether Xu Mo was telling the truth or lying for a moment.
But thinking that Xu Mo had casually gifted a watch worth over a million yuan earlier, she suddenly felt that Xu Mo might not have lied to her. She smiled and looked at Xu Mo.
"Then you'll have a hard time. Our airline itself lacks captains. We've been recruiting for a long time."
Hearing this, Xu Mo nodded, a smile appearing on his face.
This time, after washing the cards, Xu Mo did not continue dealing. Because he was no longer intending to keep playing.
He simply threw the cards aside, "Tired, not playing anymore, going to sleep."
Huh? Going to sleep?
Going to sleep already?
Not playing another couple rounds? At least win Yang Jingxuan and that flight attendant a few more rounds before stopping. You just took off one jacket and can't hold back anymore??
"Going to sleep? I want to get on the ride, let me get on!"
"Come on bro, keep live streaming!"
"You eat meat by yourself, at least share some soup with us, just smelling it isn't enough!"
"Actually...listening to the sounds is not bad either, can still get excited..."
Not only the fans in the livestream room misunderstood Xu Mo's intentions, but so did Yang Jingxuan and Wan Hanyu.
A lone man and two women, dark windy night, sharing a room...
"No no no, this is too fast. I'm not that casual...", Yang Jingxuan was about to refuse.
But before she could even finish her sentence, Xu Mo was already yawning and walked into one of the luxury suite's rooms.
"You guys sleep early too."
After saying that, he slammed the door shut.
Yang Jingxuan: "???"
She originally thought the sleep Xu Mo mentioned was sleeping together. She was just about to refuse when she realized this guy didn't seem to have thought in that direction at all?
Did he really just mean normal sleeping?
Yang Jingxuan only felt her face heat up, flushing red all the way down to her neck, extremely embarrassed.
There were so many people watching the livestream!
She was also a celebrity. This Xu Mo didn't even show the slightest interest? If this got out, others would probably think she didn't have enough charm!
There's a flight attendant and a celebrity in the room. You just closed the door and went to sleep alone!?
Even if we're not sleeping together, can't you at least tease me a little?
Don't I have any face left!?
Huh?
"Xu Mo! Come out..."
"If you keep making noise I'll make you sleep on the overpass in the future. Even your fans won't get a piece of you. Go back to sleep!"
"Okay!"
Yang Jingxuan also chose a room in the suite and went to sleep.
Only Wan Hanyu was left sitting alone in the suite's public area, confused, with a strange feeling of loss.
That's it...?
Why was it so different from what she imagined?
He called her over just to play a couple rounds of Landlord?
Are all rich people nowadays so tame with their play?
Even a kindergarten shuttle moves faster than this!
After sitting in confusion in the public area for a long time, she also got up to find a room to sleep in.
...
In the room, Xu Mo, who had been busy all day, immediately fell asleep, as if he had completely forgotten about being "wanted".
The suite fell completely silent after night fell.
Still holding onto the idea of "no harm hearing some noises", the fans persisted stubbornly in the livestream room for another two hours.
The result...nothing happened that night!
They stared at the ceiling for two full hours...

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

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.”

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?"