On the third day after the intimate encounter with the little angel...
Saturday arrived.
Early morning.
Gentle sunlight streamed through the window, softly illuminating half of Gu Luo's face.
Bathed in the golden light, his features appeared exceptionally tender.
To put it simply—he was unbearably handsome.
"Shuhe... Shu Ning... spare me..."
"Really, no more... I mean it..."
"Next time... next time for sure..."
At this very moment, Luo Shuhe sat quietly by the bedside, her expression blank as she listened to this scoundrel's sleep-talking.
At the very least, her name came before her sister's.
But then, in the next second—
"Shu Ning... I like you..." Gu Luo murmured in his sleep, an unmistakably blissful smile spreading across his face.
Luo Shuhe's eyelid twitched uncontrollably.
Her previously expressionless face now frosted over with icy fury.
Maybe she should just toss this scoundrel off the sixteenth floor?
Let him shatter into pieces on impact.
That way, he wouldn’t have to keep dreaming about visiting the hospital to see bones.
A direct, one-step solution.
Just as Luo Shuhe was contemplating the best way to send this scoundrel straight to hell—
"Little demon... I really like you too..." Gu Luo whispered again, his smile deepening as he hugged the blanket tightly.
Clearly, he was lost in a beautiful dream—one far too lovely for this season.
"His survival instincts are impressive. Even in his dreams, he knows how to save himself."
Luo Shuhe felt slightly mollified.
At least, in his dream, what Gu Luo said to Shu Ning was—"I like you."
But what he said to her was—"I really like you."
That one extra word put her above her sister.
Luo Shuhe crossed her legs, resting her chin elegantly on one hand as her beautiful eyes studied Gu Luo’s flawless sleeping face.
She couldn’t understand how a guy could be so... pretty.
Calling him merely "handsome" felt inadequate.
"Pretty" was a far more all-encompassing compliment.
After who knows how long—
Gu Luo groggily opened his eyes, his mind still foggy, struggling to distinguish dream from reality.
Seeing Luo Shuhe sitting beside him, he instinctively reached out toward her without a second thought.
Hmm...
Soft. Supple.
The sensation was unnervingly real.
Wait.
No—
Suddenly realizing something, Gu Luo bolted upright, yanking his hand back and assuming the classic French surrender pose.
Then he saw Luo Shuhe tilting her head, smiling sweetly at him.
"How did that feel?"
A smile of death.
This was absolutely a smile of death.
Gu Luo swallowed hard, stammering, "Shuhe... listen... this is a misunderstanding... I thought I was dreaming..."
"Ohhh~"
Luo Shuhe’s smile widened. "So, in your dreams, it’s fine to do this to me, is that it?"
"Cough... no... that’s not..."
Gu Luo was at a loss. He knew he’d have to pay a price to get out of this. Reluctantly, he offered:
"How about one favor?"
He knew the little demon loved this kind of bargaining.
"One? After what you just did, you think one is enough?" Luo Shuhe slowly raised three fingers.
"Three favors."
"I barely touched you... one should be enough, right?"
"Three." She remained unmoved.
"One..." Gu Luo tried again.
"Three."
This felt eerily familiar. Defeated, he sighed. "Two. Two, okay?"
"Deal."
Luo Shuhe suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed it against herself again.
Then, while Gu Luo was still stunned, she added:
"Now it’s four."
"You—!" Gu Luo yanked his hand back, protesting righteously, "This is forced negotiation! I don’t agree to this!"
The little demon was truly the little demon.
She never played by the rules.
"Fine. Consider it a limited-time offer." Luo Shuhe straightened her posture, accentuating her alluring figure, and smirked.
"There are two more offers left in this promotion. Feel free to continue."
"You..."
Gu Luo’s eye twitched. "Cut it out. Stop joking around."
After a pause, memories of that night three days ago resurfaced, and his voice grew somber.
"Shuhe... you should give up."
"Seriously, no matter what, I won’t abandon Shu Ning..."
"I hope... you understand what I mean..."
Hearing this, Luo Shuhe’s expression didn’t change. She only said coolly,
"You just took advantage of me, and now you’re saying this?"
"Do you think I’m that easygoing?"
"I... didn’t mean..."
Gu Luo shook his head, his emotions tangled.
There was no going back with Shu Ning—he had to take responsibility.
But with Shuhe... since it was always passive... so...
Ugh.
The more he thought about it, the scummier it sounded.
Just then, Luo Shuhe suddenly asked, "Do you know what you were saying in your dream earlier?"
"I... was talking in my sleep?"
Gu Luo’s face flushed. That dream was definitely not something to share.
"Mhm. So you’d better behave." Luo Shuhe pinched his chin, her smile not reaching her eyes.
"I’m the little demon. You’ll never escape me."
With that, she lightly pecked his lips.
"Get up. Don’t you have a date with Little Man and the others later?"
"Truly a scoundrel—always so busy."
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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?"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.”
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...
