"Sorry, brother, you just look too good in photos. I couldn't help taking a few extra shots."
Luo Shuning curved her lips into a bright smile as she put away her phone and settled back beside Gu Luo.
The sweet aura around her seemed to warm the very air.
The little angel in her heart was overjoyed.
Since Shu He had made her move, she wouldn’t back down either.
After everything they’d been through, she would never willingly give her brother up to anyone—not even her own sister.
When it came to matters of the heart, there was no room for compromise.
The best outcome would be for Shu He to retreat on her own.
But knowing her sister’s stubborn nature, that wasn’t likely.
So, a head-on, fair competition it would be.
"It’s all thanks to your photography skills. Oh, send me that group photo later." The faint fragrance drifting from Luo Shuning left Gu Luo feeling utterly at ease.
"Of course."
The night at East Lake was serene and beautiful.
Moonlight spilled like liquid silver over the water’s surface, each ripple a kiss left by the glowing beams.
Gu Luo and Luo Shuning sat on the lakeside steps, letting the gentle breeze caress them.
They basked in the peaceful moment, savoring the quiet intimacy between them.
Luo Shuning tilted her head slightly, her gaze softening as it landed on Gu Luo—so tender it could melt him. She suggested softly,
"Brother, let’s dip our feet in the lake. It’ll feel amazing~"
Her voice, clear and melodious like a mountain spring, carried a hint of playful pleading that was impossible to refuse.
"Sure." Gu Luo nodded without hesitation, captivated by her expectant eyes.
They slowly took off their shoes and lowered their feet into the water.
Notably, Luo Shuning was wearing sneakers, so she had to remove her socks first.
The cool lake water wrapped around their feet, sending a wave of refreshing comfort through them.
Gu Luo’s gaze inadvertently drifted to Luo Shuning’s petite feet—the porcelain-white skin, the delicate pink toes, all glowing enchantingly under the moonlight and streetlamps.
His heartbeat quickened slightly, an indescribable emotion quietly blooming in his chest.
Oops, forgot to turn off auto-aim.
Luo Shuning seemed to sense his gaze, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. But instead of shyly pulling away, she leaned into the moment even more.
She playfully kicked at the water, sending tiny splashes dancing into the air.
Watching her lively, carefree joy, Gu Luo felt as if his soul had been cleansed.
His eyes kept drifting back to her feet and legs, mesmerized by the picturesque beauty before him.
As a self-proclaimed leg and foot enthusiast, this was pure bliss.
They played like this for a while, laughter filling the air.
Then, as if struck by inspiration, Luo Shuning suddenly suggested, "Let’s play rock-paper-scissors! The loser has to put the winner’s shoes on!"
"Deal." Gu Luo agreed instantly.
After all, no matter the outcome, it was a win-win for him.
Of course, he’d still go easy on his little sister.
While having the angelic Shuning put his shoes on would be nice, the idea of doing it for her was far more appealing.
No further explanation needed—those who know, know.
With that in mind, Gu Luo confidently threw out "paper."
Luo Shuning’s lips curled into a sly smile. "Surrendering already? That eager to help me with my shoes?"
She blinked mischievously.
Gu Luo simply chuckled, his silent reply clear—what kind of brother wouldn’t let his sister win?
"Then let’s begin."
"Rock—paper—scissors!"
Luo Shuning announced with dramatic flair before revealing her choice: "rock."
Clearly, she was trying to lose on purpose.
But Gu Luo was quicker. The moment he saw her commit to "rock," he swiftly switched his hand to "scissors."
Game over—rock crushed scissors.
"Brother, you’re so sneaky!" Luo Shuning’s eyes widened in surprise before she burst into laughter, her face alight with amusement.
Waving his "scissors," Gu Luo teased, "Why’d you suddenly go for rock? Good thing I reacted fast."
"Because I wanted to put your shoes on for once. You’re always taking care of us—I want to take care of you too." Her voice was soft, brimming with sincerity.
Gu Luo felt as if Cupid’s arrow had struck him straight in the heart.
He adored this little angel beyond words.
Too sweet.
At that moment, he considered himself the luckiest man alive, cherished by someone so gentle, kind, and thoughtful.
"But since you lost, brother, I’ll have to wait till next time~~~"
Luo Shuning lifted her snow-white feet from the water, shifting up two steps before casually shaking them dry. Then, with practiced ease, she rested them on Gu Luo’s lap.
The motion was natural, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world.
But the blush on her cheeks betrayed her.
Gu Luo stared at the flawless feet now resting on his legs, a fierce protectiveness surging within him.
Pulling a tissue from his pocket, he gently dabbed them dry.
Then, picking up her white ankle socks, he carefully slid them onto her feet.
Foot enthusiasts would lose their minds.
Under the moonlit East Lake sky, the breeze wrapped around them, painting a scene of pure romance.
"Do you like my feet?"
Luo Shuning wiggled her sock-clad toes playfully.
"Ahem..." Gu Luo cleared his throat, nodding sheepishly. "They’re beautiful."
"You’re not as shy as before. The old you would’ve just muttered ‘they’re nice’ and left it at that." She propped her chin in her hand, studying his profile intently.
"People grow."
Gu Luo smiled. These days, he was far more comfortable around his little angel.
After all, they spent hours together daily in the kitchen, their bond deepening amid the warmth of home-cooked meals.
Not to mention the school festival incident.
"You’ve become more mature, more handsome." Luo Shuning reached out, pinching his cheek lightly. "I want to do so much more for you."
Gu Luo’s heart swelled. He puffed his cheeks slightly. "There’s plenty of time ahead of us."
Pausing, he turned to her and murmured, "I look forward to our future together."
Time to tease the angel back.
Can’t always be the one getting flustered.
A man’s gotta retaliate.
"Me too." Luo Shuning smiled.
Seeing his chance, Gu Luo grinned. "Shuning, I was actually talking about the title of your new composition."
"Brother, I was talking about my feelings."
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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...
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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?"
