As they gradually moved closer, Fu Nanzhi's cheeks flushed with warmth, and her heart seemed about to leap out of her throat.
Her mouth slightly open, she had forgotten to breathe, her inner joy uncontrollable, her lips curling up wildly.
Closing her eyes, their lips met, and tender affection passed between them.
The full-hearted immersion was truly intoxicating. Fu Nanzhi felt her whole body go weak, swaying as if drunk, and she fell into Shen Yi's embrace.
The stray strands of hair falling by her cheek were gently tucked behind her ear by Shen Yi, and her fluttering eyelashes indicated her unsettled heart.
Soft and tender, Shen Yi couldn't get enough, couldn't quench his desire.
Though they were already an old married couple, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and this was their first time in reality, both of them lost in the kiss.
After a long while, they parted.
Fu Nanzhi's lips were slightly swollen, her gaze fixed on him, her eyes like spring rain, moistening his heart, filled with affection.
She crossed her arms behind Shen Yi's neck, lifting her chin and leaning on him,
"Husband, carry me upstairs."
Their tacit understanding was unspoken, understood by both.
Shen Yi's chest surged with warmth, and he lifted her soft, delicate body and headed upstairs.
Everything seemed destined, as if by fate, they were reunited in this bedroom, just like in their 'past life.'
The bedside lamp cast a dim, yellow glow, illuminating the bedroom.
In the interplay of light and shadow, Fu Nanzhi's smooth body was faintly visible, shadows hinting at something hidden.
Her face wore a blissful smile, her eyes filled with tenderness and complete infatuation with Shen Yi.
Sitting on the bed, Fu Nanzhi beckoned to Shen Yi with her finger,
"Come here."
Shen Yi's breath seemed to stop.
No matter how many times he saw her, he could only marvel at the divine craftsmanship of the goddess Nuwa.
Fu Nanzhi seemed to be favored by heaven, becoming increasingly sweet and alluring with age.
Even in simulations, men in middle age were still infatuated with her.
"I'm coming."
Shen Yi couldn't hold back any longer and moved closer to her.
Fu Nanzhi leaned back, the sight almost making Shen Yi's head spin.
"Be gentle..."
The past and present were hard to discern, but the joy of reunion was worth the wait.
Nanzhi's fragrance arrived late, and the fleeting moments of passion passed like clouds and rain.
When the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, Shen Yi lay on his side, gently wiping the fine sweat from Fu Nanzhi's forehead.
Carefully, he brushed the stray hairs aside and kissed her forehead.
Fu Nanzhi's small mouth was slightly open, as if she hadn't recovered yet, her delicate arms turning a wine-red color.
After a while, she regained her composure and nestled beside Shen Yi,
"Husband, I love you so much..."
Shen Yi wrapped his arm around her,
"I know, we've both proven it."
"Right."
Fu Nanzhi thought for a moment and laughed. They had both proven their love with their lives, and at this moment, embracing Shen Yi, she asked for nothing more.
"By the way, husband, weren't you called Shen Yi in your past life? Why the change?"
As she spoke, she played with Shen Yi's earlobe and pouted,
"I had a hard time finding you."
"Uh..."
Shen Yi was momentarily stumped, not knowing how to explain, so he could only justify,
"That was a former name, I used it before but changed it later."
Fortunately, Fu Nanzhi wasn't too concerned about it and was easily pacified with a few words.
No matter what his name was, she only cared about him as a person.
"Oh, so you didn't come looking for me, and you even quit your job, were you trying to avoid me?"
With her love-struck state fading, even in her calm moments, Fu Nanzhi's mind seemed to work better.
Her words, though unintentional, struck directly at Shen Yi.
Although it was hot outside, the air conditioning in the room was set high, making it very cool inside.
Yet, Shen Yi's back was beginning to sweat.
Each of Fu Nanzhi's questions was difficult to answer, and Shen Yi couldn't just reveal the truth.
However, a clever idea came to him, and he quickly explained,
"How could I be avoiding you? If I were, why would I be here tonight, right?"
Fu Nanzhi rested her chin on Shen Yi's chest and thought for a moment, agreeing,
"That's true."
"As for quitting my job, being a small employee certainly has no future. I plan to start my own business."
Shen Yi made up the excuse on the spot.
His real intention at the time was to slack off, completely tired of working, and without survival pressure, the reason was simple.
"Start a business?"
Fu Nanzhi twisted around on Shen Yi, turning her face to look at him,
"Do you need money? I still have some savings, you can have them."
"Don't move around, you might catch a cold."
Seeing her wriggling on the bed, Shen Yi grabbed the sheet and covered her exposed legs.
He pinched her nose and replied,
"No need, keep the money for yourself."
According to the memories from the simulation, Fu Nanzhi's savings were far from insignificant.
She had saved her New Year's money since she was a child, and after marriage, she had given it to Shen Yi once.
When Shen Yi checked, there were several hundred thousand quietly waiting in the card for him to use.
Fu Nanzhi nonchalantly huffed, not arguing much as an old married couple. After all, her money was his, and if he needed it, he could just ask.
Thinking this, she buried her head under the covers and started to play around.
Suddenly, Fu Nanzhi's playful hand stopped and she said,
"Wait, why do you want to start a business? Why not just go to my dad's company?"
"You could start as his assistant, and after a few years, you could take over directly."
This was how it had been in their past life. Shen Yi had a good understanding of law, making this path very suitable.
Moreover, with experience, he would only be more adept.
"Anyway, no matter how you play around, you won't surpass Jinheng..."
Shen Yi knew she was speaking the truth, but he still had to save face for his father-in-law,
"Your dad is still vigorous and energetic, why would I interfere?"
Fu Nanzhi seemed like a leaky cotton jacket, always siding with Shen Yi,
"He's getting old, running between home and the company every day, isn't he tired?"
"Besides, it's going to be handed over to you sooner or later, and you're not incapable, so why does he keep a tight grip on it?"
In the simulation, Fu Yuanyu had held onto the company for over a decade after their marriage before handing it over to Shen Yi.
This was reasonable, as Shen Yi had been young and needed guidance at the time.
Shen Yi stopped her from being overly filial and advised,
"You know my abilities, but your dad doesn't. Suddenly pushing me into the company, how could he accept that?"
"This is our little secret, don't go spreading it around, or you'll scare the elders."
Then, Shen Yi suddenly shook off his wet hand and laughed at her,
"You little dog, why did you lick me?"
Fu Nanzhi giggled and retorted,
“Who told you to cover my mouth? Not only will I lick, but I'll bite you too, ah, I'll bite you to death!”
As she spoke, she pounced on Shen Yi and started nibbling on his neck.
Shen Yi kept blocking her,
"Hey, did you hear what I just said?"
"I heard you, I won't blab."
Fu Nanzhi rubbed her cheek against Shen Yi impatiently,
"I'm not a fool!"
"Fool? I think you're a fool."
Shen Yi said without mercy.
Fu Nanzhi didn't argue, hugging Shen Yi's neck and giggling,
"Come on, even a fool wants more..."
Shen Yi looked at her flushed face and hesitated,
"Are you sure you're okay? Health comes first, didn't someone just beg for mercy?"
After all, it was their first time, and even if Fu Nanzhi didn't care, Shen Yi still had his reason.
But what awaited him was Fu Nanzhi's challenging gaze.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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?"
