"Ahhh, this is so relaxing..."
After dinner, Gu Luo closed his eyes contentedly and soaked himself comfortably in the bathtub.
The warm water enveloped his strong and muscular body, and every inch of his skin was enjoying the gentle caress of the warmth.
On a small stool beside the bathtub, there was a glass of milk that the little angel, Shu Ning, had specially heated for him.
And there was also a fruit platter cut by the little sun, Shuling.
The fruits on the platter were brightly colored and neatly arranged, which clearly showed the effort put into it.
Gu Luo slowly stretched his arm out of the warm water, casually picked up a glistening grape with a fork, and popped it into his mouth.
He chewed gently, and the sweet juice instantly burst in his mouth.
Then, he picked up the glass of milk and took a small sip.
By now, the milk was at just the right temperature. The warm liquid slowly slid down his throat, passed through his esophagus, and left a warm feeling in his stomach.
So cozy...
Having a brother - obsessed younger sister is truly amazing!
He'd even trade this kind of life for a billion dollars!
He soaked in the bathtub for about another twenty minutes. During this time, Gu Luo indulged himself and finished off the entire fruit platter and the glass of milk.
After drying his body, blow - drying his hair, and changing into comfortable pajamas, he held an empty plate in one hand and an empty glass in the other, and walked out of the bathroom feeling extremely refreshed.
Then, he saw Luo Shuhe holding a black spaghetti - strap nightgown in her hands.
She was still wearing her Guangya School uniform.
The well - tailored uniform perfectly outlined her slender waist and long, straight legs, making it hard for anyone to look away.
"Shuhe," Gu Luo greeted her.
By now, he could easily tell the difference between the little angel and the little devil.
Mistaking one for the other?
No way.
Once he made a mistake, he'd have to pay the price of fulfilling one of her requests.
"Brother seems to be in a good mood," Luo Shuhe slightly raised her eyes and gave him a non - expressive glance.
"Yeah, it was really nice," Gu Luo smiled and stepped aside, gesturing for Luo Shuhe to go in.
Luo Shuhe didn't say anything else. Just as she was about to enter the bathroom with the nightgown in her arms, she was suddenly stopped.
"Ah, sorry, Shuhe. I forgot to drain the water in the bathtub," Gu Luo said and was about to go in to drain the water.
However, he was also stopped.
Luo Shuhe stretched out her fair and smooth arm and blocked the entrance to the bathroom.
"Um... What's going on?" Gu Luo was stunned and didn't understand what this sudden move of the little devil meant.
"Brother, didn't they teach you to save water at school?" Luo Shuhe tilted her head slightly and looked at him calmly, her tone as if she were scolding a child who had made a mistake.
".....Ah?" Gu Luo's mind went blank.
His thoughts were still on draining the water, and he couldn't immediately make the connection between the two things.
How did this have anything to do with saving water?
"What... What do you mean?"
"It's very simple. There's no need to drain the water in the bathtub. I'll just use it directly," Luo Shuhe's expression remained calm, as if she were talking about something as ordinary as the weather.
"....."
Hearing this, Gu Luo opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
After a two - and - a - half - second silence, he asked with a strange expression, "Shuhe, are you kidding? I just took a bath in that water..."
"I know."
"Then why...?"
"Because we need to save water," Luo Shuhe's answer was straightforward.
"......"
Gu Luo's expression became even stranger.
This reason was so damn reasonable that he couldn't think of a single thing to say in rebuttal.
At this moment, the little devil was standing on the moral high - ground, making him feel like he could only look up to her.
"Brother, if I take a bath first next time, I'll also save the water for you," Luo Shuhe said seriously at this time.
"Brother wouldn't want others to know that you like to waste water, would you?"
"......"
Gu Luo was left speechless. There were so many retorts on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't utter a single one.
After another moment of silence, he simply gave up and said, "As long as you're happy..."
"Of course I'm happy if I can save water," Luo Shuhe said. Then, she suddenly stood on tiptoe and whispered in Gu Luo's ear, "By the way, wait for me in the room. I'll give brother a surprise in half an hour."
The warm breath with a hint of something gently brushed against Gu Luo's ear, making it itch and causing his heart to skip a beat.
Gu Luo was about to say something, but Luo Shuhe didn't give him a chance.
She turned around, walked into the bathroom, and then slammed the door shut with a "bang" in one smooth motion.
After another moment of silence, Gu Luo stood there and sighed helplessly.
But he still kindly reminded her, "Shuhe, you forgot to lock the door."
The next second, Luo Shuhe's voice clearly came from inside the bathroom:
"I locked it. If you don't believe me, brother can try to open the door."
............
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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.
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rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
