Gu Luo didn’t dare to move a muscle.
Yet again, it was one of those zero-frame openings—utterly unpredictable, leaving him defenseless and overwhelmed.
He felt both resistant and, to some extent, helplessly drawn into it.
But then again, he was used to it by now.
As the saying goes, life is like an unstoppable journey. If you can’t resist, you might as well try to enjoy it.
However, this time, the little devil’s assault was noticeably fiercer than before.
Her passion surged like relentless tides, wave after wave crashing over him.
If Gu Luo hadn’t braced himself with both hands against a support, he might’ve been flat on his back by now.
It was enough to make a man’s head spin—both of them.
Several times, an impulse welled up inside him, urging him to just surrender to this fervor or even “flip the script and seize control” with a bold response.
But every time such thoughts crossed his mind, the gentle face of his little angel, Shu Ning, would instantly appear before his eyes.
In that moment, his heart would flood with overwhelming guilt.
Gu Luo knew very well that as long as he didn’t take the initiative, there was still a way out.
Otherwise, once he indulged in this rosy, intoxicating warmth, there’d be no escaping the little devil’s grasp.
Passive and active—though just one word apart, the difference was like a chasm, determining whether there was still room to retreat.
And so, time slipped away silently in this wordless tug-of-war. About ten minutes passed.
Finally, Luo Shuhe reluctantly sat down beside him, resting her head on his shoulder. With a faint, knowing smile, she murmured,
“Seems like you’re having a hard time.”
Gu Luo opened his mouth awkwardly but ended up saying nothing.
Well, duh.
He was practically turning into the goddamn Ninja Turtle.
Listen, buddy, it’s not that I’m weak—I just can’t do it. If I actually responded, I’d be betraying my little angel.
So you’ll just have to keep waiting.
“Shuhe… aren’t you afraid of getting hurt?” Gu Luo took a deep breath, steadying the storm inside him. “What we have now is just… now. It can’t stay this vague forever.”
“Playboy.”
Luo Shuhe tossed the word back at him, her tone light.
Gu Luo sighed again. “Yeah, I am a playboy… But if things ever get serious, I won’t keep wavering like this.”
“So?”
“So…”
Gu Luo trailed off, his heart tangled like a mess of mixed flavors—bitter, sour, everything at once.
Silence settled between them, the room so quiet they could hear each other’s breathing.
After who knows how long, Luo Shuhe suddenly broke the stillness. “I have a gift for you.”
“A gift? What kind?” Gu Luo blinked in surprise.
“One that’s perfect for you.” She smirked mysteriously, clearly unfazed by his earlier “playboy” confession.
Her hand slid under the blanket, rummaged around for a bit, then pulled out something and stuffed it into his pocket without warning.
“What is this?”
Gu Luo froze again, instinctively reaching into his pocket.
But the moment his fingers brushed against it, realization struck like a bolt of lightning, leaving him completely numb.
“For when someone’s watching anime later. Mhm.”
“No, no no no.” Gu Luo’s instincts screamed refusal, but the little devil grabbed his hand before he could pull away.
“Don’t like it?”
Luo Shuhe tilted her head, waving her slender, perfectly manicured fingers with a teasing grin.
“Or is it… this?”
“I’m leaving. Goodbye!”
Gu Luo couldn’t take it anymore. He bolted up and fled like his life depended on it.
Fast.
This place was a pink hell.
One wrong step, and he’d plunge into an abyss with no return.
Billions of lives could be lost.
Just as he reached the door, Luo Shuhe’s voice drifted after him, lazy and amused:
“I like it when you call me ‘little devil.’”
“Because I am.”
“The contract’s already sealed. You can’t run.”
Gu Luo didn’t look back. He yanked the door open and stepped out, closing it softly behind him.
One smooth motion—hesitate for even a second, and that pink magic might drag him back in.
Standing in the dark hallway, he gulped down deep breaths of fresh air.
But his gaze inevitably drifted toward Luo Shuning’s room, his emotions a tangled mess.
Little angel… I don’t know how much longer I can hold on.
And the second the door clicked shut—
Luo Shuhe clutched her burning cheeks and flopped onto the bed.
Then proceeded to roll around uncontrollably a few times.
Finally, her eyes locked onto her sister’s bedroom through the wall.
—Sis, I’m going to win.
Meanwhile, at her desk, Luo Shuning—oblivious to the two pairs of eyes staring through the wall at her—was fully absorbed in her game, fingers flying across the keyboard as she barked orders into her headset:
“Push A long. I’ll solo B short.”
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he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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?"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
