Damn it.
I was so focused on dragging everyone down with me that I overlooked such a crucial detail.
If we keep playing by these rules, who knows what even more unbearable things might happen.
"No, no, Shu He, you should switch to two 'Truths' instead," Gu Ximan quickly interjected, then immediately felt her words might sound inappropriate and added,
"Ahem... I mean, Gu Luo is just too perverted..."
"Don’t let him take advantage of you..."
Meanwhile, Luo Shuning’s emotions were equally tangled.
At this stage, she could barely tolerate Luo Shuhe taking the initiative to get intimate with Gu Luo—using his guilt to secure her position.
But that didn’t mean she was willing to watch the boy she liked being kissed by her younger sister.
Hearing Gu Ximan’s protest, Luo Shuning instinctively felt a flicker of relief—until Luo Shuhe calmly said, "It’s fine. I’ll go with 'Dare.' I don’t mind."
"Wait..."
Gu Ximan tried to argue further, but Luo Shuling smoothly cut in, "Oh come on, we’re all family here. A kiss on the forehead is no big deal. Shu He’s just playing by the rules."
"We should all learn from her—respect the game, you know?"
Luo Shuling’s voice was light and cheerful, almost innocent, but her words left Gu Ximan and Luo Shuning speechless.
Truly, the carefree ones are unstoppable.
As for Gu Luo, the other party involved, he was utterly bewildered, unsure how to react.
Just then, Luo Shuhe suddenly crawled toward him, her movements as graceful as a cat’s.
She knelt down lightly, cupped his face with both hands, and gently pulled him closer before pressing a firm kiss to his forehead.
In that instant, the moist sensation sent a jolt through Gu Luo, his emotions a chaotic mix.
Yet, at the same time, an electric thrill shot through him.
With her so close, the intoxicating scent of her body wash and her natural fragrance enveloped him.
This was happening right in front of Luo Shuning and Gu Ximan—a bold, public display of affection with Luo Shuhe.
Every second felt like an eternity.
Gu Ximan watched, grinding her teeth. Barely ten seconds in, she couldn’t take it anymore. "Alright, alright! Thirty seconds are up!" she blurted.
Luo Shuhe, not keen on pushing her little fool of an ally too far, finally pulled back—though not without a final, deliberate lick of her lips, exuding a sultry charm.
As she crawled back to her spot, she shot Luo Shuning a triumphant glance, brimming with smug satisfaction.
Since she’d been forced into this game, she might as well enjoy it to the fullest.
Just as expected, her foolish older sister would pick 'Truth.'
That’s why Luo Shuhe had let Luo Shuning go first—to deny her one less chance to openly get close to Gu Luo.
And the slow, deliberate crawl? Pure strategy.
A better way to showcase her figure.
Men love vixens, and the deliberate movement was meant to stir something primal in Gu Luo.
Every word, every gesture—it was all part of the battle.
Next round. The dice rolled again.
Gu Ximan prayed furiously in her heart—'Let me lose! Let me lose! Let me lose!'
But fate had other plans. The dice landed on six—the highest possible.
She nearly threw the damn thing across the room.
And once again, the lowest roll went to Luo Shuhe.
Luo Shuling giggled. "Shu He, 'Truth' or 'Dare'?"
"'Dare.'"
"Ooh, then draw another card!"
"Wow! The dare is—'Passionately confess to a member of the opposite sex present, maintaining eye contact!'"
"Th-this... this is..."
Gu Ximan’s mind buzzed with disbelief.
This game was the worst.
And so, Luo Shuhe crawled toward Gu Luo again, her movements dripping with allure. She cupped his face, locking her burning gaze onto his, and whispered:
"I like you."
Four simple words, softly spoken, yet heavy with meaning.
They sent a tremor through Gu Luo’s heart.
He knew—this was the genuine truth from the girl before him.
"Ugh, enough already! Next round, next round!" Gu Ximan couldn’t bear the sight and shoved Luo Shuhe back impatiently.
Luo Shuling smirked. "Seems like Xiao Man’s really into this game! Alright, Round Three—begin!"
Gu Ximan took a deep breath, silently praying once more, then carefully tossed the dice.
After tumbling across the bed, it settled on one—the lowest possible roll.
A guaranteed loss.
"YES! It’s a one!"
She pumped her fist in excitement—then froze, realizing how that looked. Clearing her throat, she feigned disappointment, cheeks flushing.
"Ahem... Ugh, my luck’s the worst. I lost..."
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m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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...
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?"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
