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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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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!
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
