No way.
Why does she always pull these zero-frame-start moves?
I let my guard down and didn’t dodge in time.
Just as Gu Luo was about to speak, he watched helplessly as Luo Shuhe reached back and locked the door with a crisp "click."
"......"
"Shuhe, what exactly are you trying to do?"
As he spoke, Gu Luo instinctively glanced around.
He realized they were in a small rectangular room, with a full-length mirror at the far end.
To the right of the mirror was a curtain, likely leading to a changing area.
This room, in a word—
Was probably designed specifically for customers’ best friends or boyfriends.
"Help me pick which one looks best later," Luo Shuhe said, blinking her large, watery eyes with an innocent expression.
"......How exactly am I supposed to do that?"
Hearing this, Luo Shuhe tilted her head slightly and smiled. "Well, of course, you’ll watch me try them on first, then pick afterward."
"No way. I’m out." The moment Gu Luo heard this, he clasped his hands in a quick salute and turned to bolt for the door.
Yet, Luo Shuhe’s slender fingers clamped around his arm like a vice, her grip deceptively strong.
Gu Luo’s lips twitched as he said irritably, "Absolutely not happening."
"Why?" Luo Shuhe feigned confusion. "Are you going back on your word?"
"Besides, it’s not like you’ve never seen a girl in a bikini before."
Her words came rapid-fire, pelting Gu Luo like a barrage of bullets.
"......"
Listening to her, Gu Luo felt his scalp prickle. He was only now realizing just how sharp-tongued and silver-tongued Luo Shuhe could be.
Even though her logic was twisted, he couldn’t find a way to refute it.
Fine, whatever. It’s just for today anyway.
Gu Luo sighed inwardly. He had already warned her that this might end badly for her—now he just had to grit his teeth and bear it.
"Just for today..."
He muttered weakly, not bothering to argue further as he slumped into a nearby armchair and distractedly scrolled through his phone.
Seeing this, Luo Shuhe finally seemed satisfied. She gathered the clothes and disappeared behind the curtain into the changing room.
"Phew..."
Gu Luo exhaled quietly, thinking to himself that reality was nothing like those novels with their so-called "rustling" sounds of clothes being removed.
Then again, maybe it was because Luo Shuhe was wearing a dress.
Before long, he heard the curtain being swept aside with a sharp "swish."
Instinctively looking up, Gu Luo felt his breath catch in his throat.
Luo Shuhe stood before him like a model straight out of a fashion magazine, poised and elegant.
"So, what do you think?" she asked playfully, striking a pose with one leg slightly bent—just like a runway model.
"....."
"Ahem..."
"It’s fine."
Gu Luo’s gaze flickered over her, torn between wanting to look and not daring to linger.
"What do you think?" Luo Shuhe pressed again.
The scene reminded Gu Luo of when she’d asked him to judge her pajamas before—he knew she wouldn’t let it go without a satisfactory answer.
"Well... it’s beautiful. It suits you, Shuhe."
He forced his voice to remain steady, offering a carefully measured response.
"Brother, are you saying I’m beautiful, or the clothes are beautiful?" Luo Shuhe pressed further.
".......Both."
Gu Luo was truly at his limit with this little devil.
Whether she was acting aloof, gentle, or mischievous, at her core, she was always a little devil.
"Good." Luo Shuhe seemed content with his answer. She nodded, then picked up another outfit.
Once they were done, Luo Shuhe promptly dragged Gu Luo to a discreet custom-tailored suit shop.
The shop owner was an elderly woman with graying hair.
From their conversation, it was clear the two knew each other.
Luo Shuhe maintained an air of graceful politeness, every gesture and word exuding an innate nobility.
The old woman, equally reserved, exchanged only a few pleasantries before taking out a measuring tape. She meticulously took Gu Luo’s measurements before quietly retreating to prepare the materials.
On their way out, Gu Luo couldn’t help but ask how much the custom suit would cost.
Luo Shuhe merely replied airily, "Around ten thousand," before falling silent.
Gu Luo couldn’t help but sigh inwardly—another instance of the little devil’s "forced affection."
Yet, more than anything, he felt touched. After all, this was the first time in his life he’d ever owned something so expensive.
............
On the city train.
Just like that morning, Gu Luo shielded Luo Shuhe in a corner with his arm.
The good news was that this train wasn’t as packed as the one earlier, so there was still some space between them.
Gu Luo held a shopping bag in one hand while bracing himself against the train wall with the other, his gaze drifting out the window.
The city lights flickered past like stars, but his mind kept replaying the earlier scene against his will.
Honestly, Luo Shuhe had the perfect model’s figure—every proportion was golden.
Her skin was as flawless as polished jade, smooth and luminous.
Luo Shuhe had been staring at Gu Luo unblinkingly the entire time. Now, she spoke up:
"Baby, let me carry the bag."
"It’s fine."
Gu Luo answered reflexively—in his mind, letting a girl carry things just wasn’t done.
"Baby’s so considerate."
"......"
Gu Luo didn’t know how to respond, so he just lowered his voice and murmured, "I’ll let it slide when we’re outside, but don’t call me that at home, got it?"
Hearing this, Luo Shuhe blinked her big eyes. "Then if I behave, will you reward me?"
"......What kind of reward?"
"One more request."
".....Are you exploiting a loophole now?"
Gu Luo’s expression twisted between amusement and exasperation as he added,
"I kept my promise. I hope you won’t push your luck."
Instead of answering, Luo Shuhe countered, "Did you have fun today, brother?"
Gu Luo paused.
Had he enjoyed himself?
Well...
Saying no would be a lie.
But saying yes didn’t feel quite right either.
All in all, even though Luo Shuhe had been taking liberties with him all day, he’d still had a pretty good time.
............
............
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?!
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!
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."
