"Master, do you like Shiyin?"
In the small wooden house on the second floor of Mount Danfeng, at the door of the study, Li Shiyin pushed open the door of the study and asked Qin Ran straightforwardly.
Regarding how to determine whether the master likes herself or not, Li Shiyin first went to ask Tushan Youyou, but Tushan Youyou did not give her a solution, only letting her go to ask Long Qiqi.
She then went to the research building to find Long Qiqi. After careful consideration, Long Qiqi gave her the advice:
"Your master is extremely terrifying, with sinister schemes and evil tricks. The few of us combined can't compare to him. If you want to prove it indirectly, you will definitely fail.
"So you have to abandon all means, bare your heart to him, one-on-one, completely truthful.
"Anyway, your skin is thick enough, just go straight and ask him!"
So Li Shiyin ran straight to ask Qin Ran, not playing tricks, not pretending, only playing it real.
Qin Ran didn't know what Li Shiyin was up to this time. He was still sitting at the desk writing. He casually replied, "Of course I like you."
"Then Master, let's get married and have children now!" Li Shiyin said directly.
"Okay...Huh?" Qin Ran was shocked. The pen in his hand was crushed by him in one grab. He looked back to confirm, "What did you say?"
"Let's get married!" Li Shiyin's bright eyes looked straight into Qin Ran's eyes as she said seriously.
Qin Ran swallowed, pouring the debris of the pen in his hand onto the desk. He sat up straight, moved the chair, turned the chair to face his silly apprentice.
"Rebirth: Surfing the Big Era"
The silly apprentice is twenty years old this year. Her body has fully developed, with long straight legs, plump buttocks, delicate waist, and impressive breasts, a figure that can only be described as perfect.
Her apricot eyes and peach cheeks have completely shed the baby fat. Her reduced chin gives her gorgeous beauty. Her fair skin seems fragile as a bubble, and her three thousand strands of black hair cascade like a waterfall, the contrast between black and white making her shockingly beautiful.
However, the most touching thing is her eyes brimming with deep feelings. When she looks at him, the tenderness in them could even melt steel.
If this was an ordinary world, then by this time Li Shiyin would have developed into perfect maturity, perfect in every aspect.
She wore a light purple long dress again, which added to her feminine tenderness and innocence. On her left waist hung the magical pouch he gave her, and on her right waist hung the sword-shaped token he gave her. Everything on her proclaimed her love for him.
It’s impossible for any man to reject the courtship of such an extremely perfect young beauty.
Qin Ran’s heart pounded erratically. In his heart he agreed countless times, “Alright, let’s get married this instant”, he opened his mouth, wanting to consent as well, “That’s fine, let’s go make babies right now”.
But when his throat produced sounds, what he said was: “Do you know what marriage is?”
“It’s holding a wedding ceremony, paying respects to heaven and earth and our parents, husband and wife worshipping each other, then entering the bridal chamber, then...” As Li Shiyin spoke, she finally became shy. A flush rose to her cheeks as she lowered her head and mumbled haltingly: “Then, then...I...I’ll be your...wi-wife, you’ll be...my husband...”
“That’s only the superficial ritual of getting married.” Seeing Li Shiyin become even more endearing in her shyness, Qin Ran’s heart pounded more chaotically. He pretended to stay calm and asked:
“Marriage is more about responsibility. Are you prepared to fulfill the duties of a wife? Are you prepared to fulfill the duties of a mother? If we get married, we would form a new household, the same as what your parents have in Danyang City. Can you manage this household as well as your mother does?”
This barrage of questions stupefied Li Shiyin. How could her simple mind contemplate so much? She blinked up at Qin Ran, at the master with the solemn face. Her head was muddled. It was just getting married, was it really so complicated?
“A wife, a mother, half a household.” Qin Ran looked at the innocent maiden and continued. “You’re clearly not prepared.”
Li Shiyin opened her mouth. Only then did she realize it wasn’t as simple as mutually liking each other for marriage. She stared blankly for quite a while before asking, “Then what do I need to prepare?”
“I don’t know...” Qin Ran shook his head. “I’m not a woman.”
“Oh...” Disappointed, Li Shiyin lowered her head and turned to leave the study again. She walked to the corridor and asked softly, “Then Master, you don’t want to marry me?”
Watching the dejected maiden, Qin Ran also sighed inwardly.
It should be emphasized once more that ever since taking Li Shiyin as his disciple, his heart had never been pure towards her.
As a modern soul, the ethics and morals of teacher-disciple relationships meant little to him...they just made it more thrilling. From the moment he saw Li Shiyin, all he thought was how wonderful it would be to have an intimate dual cultivation life without shame or embarrassment with such a beautiful young beauty. It would be a blissful death.
Why then over the four years, had he never made a move on Li Shiyin?
In the beginning, part of the reason was Li Shiyin was only sixteen then, underage. He felt a little guilty. Though a sixteen-year-old girl was legally capable of consent, within a relationship of trust like guardian and teacher it was still considered criminal. Of course, this was a different world, so its practical impact wasn’t big.
The real reason was because Qin Ran was a soul from another world. Although he had transmigrated into this body while it was still a fetus, his soul’s fusion with the body still wasn’t a hundred percent. He kept feeling something was off.
On one hand he kept thinking, would this count as NTR-ing himself? On the other hand, he worried his condition could impact the next generation. If pregnancy and offspring were related to the soul, his and Li Shiyin’s child could very likely be affected.
He wasn’t Li Shiyin. He would think far more deeply about many, many matters. Regarding marriage, Li Shiyin only started pondering it now, but he had already contemplated it hundreds, thousands of times.
Did Qin Ran like Li Shiyin?
How could he not?! She was his painstakingly groomed love interest...he had changed everything for her sake.
If he were to marry a wife in this life, it could only be Li Shiyin.
Thus seeing her disappointment also pained him greatly.
"Shiyin!" He called out.
Li Shiyin turned back again. Qin Ran stood from his seat to approach her, cupping her face with both hands. He looked into the eyes of his silly disciple, not daring to meet his gaze at such close distance. Then he lowered his eyes to gaze at her alluring lips, and slowly leaned in to gently hold her lips with his own. He nibbled lightly on them with his teeth, then traced them with the tip of his tongue, before placing his lips firmly over hers in a kiss.
When it ended, he lifted his head and saw that her fair cheeks now held a rosy flush that extended all the way to her snowy neck. In a soft voice he asked: “Marrying is stronger by a thousand, ten thousand times than this. Are you prepared?” Li Shiyin’s long eyelashes fluttered, opening her eyes to gaze upon the master before her. Still feeling shy, she vaguely registered herself voicing agreement with an “Mm”. Yet finding no reaction from the master, she knew she hadn’t managed to utter it aloud. But when she tried to vocalize again, she felt she now lacked the chance to speak out...
So she still fled in escape!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
iving with nine beautiful women. [Ding! Welcome back to the Joyous Sect, Host…] Lin Yu: ??? I’m clearly in a shared rental, but you’re saying I’m in the Joyous Sect? Watering plants is now [Tending to Spiritual Flora]? Cooking becomes [Researching Elixirs]? Making the bed turns into [Setting Up Formations]? A gentle and innocent auntie, twin classmates, a mysterious hacker girl on leave, a severely socially anxious artist, an elementary school Chinese teacher, a community hospital nurse, a pet shop owner, an antique clock restorer… This system… is kinda interesting.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
