Before returning to his room, Gu Luo went back to grab a carton of yogurt from the fridge.
Seeing Luo Shuning still standing there in a daze, he didn’t say a word, merely glancing at her before heading upstairs again.
Pushing open the bedroom door, he found Luo Shuhe sitting in the gaming chair, the thin strap of her black slip dress slipping off her porcelain shoulder, the satin skirt fanning out like a dark blossom.
Her expression was blank, one hand propping her chin as she gazed out the window. Only when the door creaked softly did she slowly turn her head, her obsidian eyes reflecting Gu Luo and the yogurt carton in his hand.
"What’s on your mind? I brought you yogurt."
Gu Luo lifted the carton slightly, the warm light gliding over its surface, then peeled the plastic off the straw.
Luo Shuhe didn’t respond, only straightened her posture slightly, the neckline of her slip dress swaying in a gentle curve.
The soft "pop" of the straw piercing the aluminum seal made her lashes flutter.
"Thoughtful, right? Here."
Gu Luo smiled, but just as he moved to hand her the yogurt, he twisted his wrist and pulled it back.
Luo Shuhe’s small hand hovered mid-air as he lowered his head and took two deliberate bites on the straw, leaving clear teeth marks indented into the plastic, the transparent tube glistening with moisture.
"Here."
When he offered it again, his fingertips brushed against the cool skin of her hand.
Luo Shuhe narrowed her eyes, her gaze sharp as a cat robbed of its prey.
She didn’t take it immediately, instead staring at the lingering smirk on his lips.
Gu Luo raised a brow, shaking the carton once more, the straw catching the light to highlight the marks of his teeth.
In the end, Luo Shuhe reached out. The moment her fingertips touched the warmth of his, she couldn’t help but recall how he’d wiped Gu Ximan’s mouth at the dinner table earlier.
For some reason, it felt like something had changed.
But she couldn’t quite pinpoint what.
As the straw met her lips, Gu Luo noticed the nearly imperceptible bob of Luo Shuhe’s throat.
Pale moonlight and lamplight intertwined on her face, the tiny mole at the corner of her eye flickering in the shadows.
Gu Luo crouched down, meeting her at eye level, the scent of her shampoo drifting between them. "What’s wrong? Don’t recognize me?"
Luo Shuhe released the straw, her voice cool. "You’re acting strange today."
Her gaze was surgical, sliding from his slightly tousled hair to the amused crinkle at the corner of his eye. "You’re different now. And what was that talk this morning? What did you mean by it?"
In response, Gu Luo pinched her cheek gently and murmured,
"Then which version of me do you prefer?"
As he leaned closer, the mingling scents of shampoo and yogurt enveloped them, and he caught the faint blush rising to the tips of her ears.
Luo Shuhe suddenly smiled, her eyes curving into something dangerous. "I prefer..."
She paused, then wrapped her lips around the straw he’d bitten, taking a deep pull of yogurt, her throat working more visibly than before.
"...this shameless version of you."
"Shameless?"
Gu Luo’s lips quirked up. He plucked the straw—now damp with both their saliva—from her grasp, then closed the distance, replacing it with his own mouth as he captured her yogurt-sweetened lips.
This was a scene he’d imagined countless times.
Achievement unlocked: a direct kiss with the little devil.
"Mmph—"
Luo Shuhe’s lashes trembled, her body stiff at first.
But it didn’t take long before she responded with equal fervor.
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ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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?"
