Noon, on the city train.
Due to line issues and it being the weekend, the carriage was unusually crowded.
Gu Luo shielded Luo Shuhe in a corner of the train, but as the crowd jostled and pressed in, their bodies inevitably ended up pressed tightly together.
Someone tried to bend slightly to ease the awkward posture, but with people packed densely around them, there wasn’t even an inch of extra space—bending was impossible.
"Shuhe... this is force majeure..."
Gu Luo could only lower his voice and awkwardly explain into Luo Shuhe’s ear.
Fortunately, the two had already been intimate many times before, so blushing was no longer an issue.
Plus, they were both wearing masks.
There was no helping it—thanks to some unavoidable circumstances, Gu Luo had become quite famous in Caizhou’s student circles.
As for why they chose to take the city train today, the reason was simple: the little devil had cashed in one of her "requests."
Worth mentioning, she was wearing high-heeled sandals today.
Her slender legs looked even more alluring in them.
A familiar sense of déjà vu washed over Gu Luo.
He didn’t need to think hard to guess the little devil’s scheme—she was recreating scenes from their first "date."
But there was nothing he could do. A request was a request.
And since Luo Shuhe had been relatively well-behaved this past month, he had silently allowed it.
Then, Luo Shuhe suddenly spoke up:
"Baby, you’ll definitely make me happy in the future."
Her voice wasn’t quiet, and despite the noise in the carriage, many nearby passengers instinctively turned to look.
Upon noticing Luo Shuhe’s stunning beauty and perfect figure, some young men immediately burned with envy—until they saw Gu Luo’s face, at which point their envy turned into sheer awe.
The guy was ridiculously handsome, with stats off the charts. There was just no competing.
Hearing the little devil suddenly shift into high gear, Gu Luo twitched his lips and tilted his head to look out the window, choosing not to engage.
But Luo Shuhe wasn’t about to let it go. She pressed further:
"Baby, do you prefer me calling you ‘baby’ or ‘sweetie’?"
At this, Gu Luo immediately understood—the little devil was getting back at him for what happened that morning.
Truly a devil, holding grudges like no other.
And now, the surrounding passengers were staring at them like they were watching a drama, the atmosphere unbearably awkward.
"Ahem..."
Gu Luo coughed lightly and shot Luo Shuhe a warning glare, signaling her to cut it out.
But he forgot—the little devil was the type who only doubled down when pressured.
Luo Shuhe narrowed her eyes, then put on a pitiful expression, whimpering:
"Baby, baby, I’ll listen to you from now on. Just don’t burn me with cigarettes tonight, okay?"
The words exploded in the carriage like a bomb.
Dozens of shocked, furious eyes locked onto them.
Gu Luo broke out in a cold sweat.
Damn, this little devil was ruthless.
He swallowed hard, forcing a smile as he played it off: "Haha, don’t joke like that... People might take it the wrong way..."
Then, he quickly lowered his voice and muttered to Luo Shuhe:
"‘Baby’ sounds better."
There was no choice—Gu Luo had to surrender.
Otherwise, who knew what other outrageous things the little devil would say during this ride?
"Okay then, baby, I won’t joke anymore," Luo Shuhe said sweetly, nestling her head against Gu Luo’s chest.
Extremely intimate.
The previously outraged passengers who had been ready to intervene: ?????
Wait.
Are we just part of your roleplay now?
Do single people not matter at all?!
Instantly, even more hostile gazes stabbed into Gu Luo like knives.
He could only grin awkwardly at the crowd, silently apologizing.
Meanwhile, he screamed internally: I’m a victim too! I’m being forced to be called "baby" by a beauty and flaunt our relationship in public!
Who could understand his suffering?
But at least this distraction helped one "big brother" successfully retreat from its stand.
Otherwise, once the crowd dispersed, things would’ve gotten even more awkward.
The already envious male passengers would’ve been driven to new heights of jealousy.
Time passed in a mix of agony and reluctant enjoyment for Gu Luo.
When the train arrived at their stop, Luo Shuhe naturally looped her arm through his as they stepped off.
"Shuhe... could you not hold my arm like this...?"
Gu Luo tried to pull away.
As the day of his agreement with Luo Shuning drew closer, he grew increasingly wary of being too physically close to Luo Shuhe.
"Baby, you wouldn’t want Sister to find out your first kiss was mine, would you? How heartbroken she’d be," Luo Shuhe said with a sly, threatening smile.
She was making full use of the information gap.
Hearing this, Gu Luo froze.
He had no choice but to resign himself.
Today’s "date" was going to be a long one.
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shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

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ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

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.”