"Baby, there's a new skin out. I'll buy it for you."
"Hey hey, don't spend too much..."
"Baby, I wiped out three in the clutch. Am I good?"
"Amazing, absolutely amazing."
"Baby, I'll drop you a gun. I’ve got the cash."
"Got it."
"Baby, revive me quick!"
"Coming... Oh no, I died too..."
"..."
Gu Luo watched Luo Shuhe, who was acting completely unlike her usual self, with a smile lingering on his lips.
It reminded him inexplicably of their first date, when she’d called him "baby" over and over, grinning sweetly.
This contrast was like honey wrapped in ice—once you bit through, it burned with warmth.
Just imagine: a girl who seemed aloof and untouchable to everyone else, sweetly calling you "baby" in private. The feeling was beyond incredible.
Love really could change a person.
Of course, Gu Luo now felt like slapping himself for ever arrogantly telling Shuhe not to mimic Shu Ning’s gentleness.
The memory alone made his face burn with embarrassment.
At the same time, he thought of Little Man.
It was true—no matter what kind of girl she was, before and after falling in love, she’d inevitably be different.
Not that it was about changing or pretending.
It was just that the way you felt toward someone shifted with the relationship.
Love wasn’t about altering who you were—it was about shedding your armor for one special person.
Right now, Luo Shuhe was really, really, really, really happy.
Normally, she might still act a little domineering or reserved, but her heart had completely melted. She just wanted to cling to the one she loved like a little girl.
As they played, she even suggested teaming up to win over Shu Ning.
All for the sake of the person she loved.
Hearing this, Gu Luo felt warmth spread through his chest. Holding nothing back, he briefly recounted what had happened on the day he confessed.
Luo Shuhe had been there that day, so she knew the gist—though she’d been too far away to hear their conversation.
After listening, she sighed helplessly:
"Honestly, my sister... She’s so childish, so extreme. When something’s off, there’s always a reason—but her methods only end up fooling herself."
That was the truth. Anyone with eyes could see Luo Shuning’s intentions.
Luo Shuhe shook her head, then asked, "But baby, aren’t you bothered by that guy in the sports car? He took my sister away right after your confession."
At that, Gu Luo fell silent for a moment before leaning back in his gaming chair. "Of course it hurt. But Shu Ning has her own friends. Besides, that guy just happened to pass by and saw her crying—he probably thought I’d upset her."
Luo Shuhe teased, "Baby’s being pretty generous."
"Generous my ass." Gu Luo narrowed his eyes slightly. "I’m not generous at all. Understanding is one thing, but facts are facts. If I get the chance, I’ll settle the score."
That was why he could somewhat grasp Luo Shuning’s actions but hadn’t forgiven her.
Because facts were facts.
"Pfft."
Luo Shuhe couldn’t help laughing, finding Gu Luo’s jealousy adorable. With a meaningful tone, she said, "Baby might get to see him soon. Then you can really get your payback."
"Hope so."
They played a little longer before quitting the game, chatting for a while after.
Then Luo Shuhe noticed Gu Luo opening a document and typing four characters: "Lord of the Mysteries."
"Lord of the Mysteries?"
She murmured the title, puzzled.
Gu Luo, mentally sorting through the novels he’d bought from the system, explained, "Yeah, I want to... write a novel. Make a little money."
"My support isn’t enough?" Luo Shuhe perked up, standing and straddling his lap, her breath warm against his ear. "What, don’t want to live off your little sister?"
"It’s not the same. I kinda want to try spoiling you with my own money."
"Then I’ll give you money, and you can spoil me with it."
"Nope. Only counts if I earn it myself."
"Fine." Luo Shuhe didn’t push further, resting her chin on his shoulder. Her warm breath, laced with the scent of white tea, tickled his neck.
"Now baby has two choices. One: start writing that novel. Two: come to bed and play the undressing game."
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lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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?!
