Fang Qi froze for a moment.
The soft and warm touch on his back pressed against him so tightly that he simply couldn't utter a word of refusal.
Moreover, without waiting for his reply, the arms Liguang had wrapped around his waist loosened.
The silver-haired girl walked around to his side, her small hand gently grasping the hand he was holding the spatula with.
"Master, look."
She leaned close to his ear, her warm breath blowing against it:
"For frying an egg, you need to coat the pan with oil first."
She held his hand, guiding him to tilt the pan so the hot oil glided evenly across the entire bottom.
"Then, you need a hot pan with cold oil."
"And then..."
She paused, and holding his hand, gently poured the egg mixture in.
"You have to wait for it to set... before you can flip it."
Her voice was soft and sweet, her tone patient and gentle.
It was just like... a real little wife teaching her husband how to cook.
But Fang Qi quickly realized...
This crazy woman wasn't a little wife at all!
The hand she was holding... couldn't move at all!
He tried to move it himself to show off his skills as a master chef...
As a result, that small hand immediately tightened its grip, firmly fixing him in her grasp!
She wouldn't let him move on his own!
Not even a bit!
Such a strong desire for control!
Fang Qi: "..."
He suddenly realized something...
His dream of being a master chef was shattered.
This meal, in name, was being cooked by him, but in reality...
He seemed to have... become a kitchen utensil in Liguang's hands!
She was holding his hand, completing all the operations!
And he... didn't need to use his brain at all, nor his hands...
He just needed to stand there and be held by her!
"Look, Master, it's flipped."
Liguang held his hand again, gently scooped with the spatula, and the egg was perfectly flipped.
Golden, intact, with not a single scorched edge.
Fang Qi stared at the perfect fried egg that had easily left the pan, falling into a long silence.
His pride as a single master chef... shattered all over the floor.
"Master is so amazing!"
And Liguang's voice sounded in his ear, carrying a jumping joy:
"Master has learned it!"
Fang Qi: "..."
Learned my foot!
He hadn't done anything!
He just stood here, being used as a humanoid kitchen utensil by her!
But that soft little face had already leaned in front of him, smiling so happily:
"Master is so incredible!"
Fang Qi looked at her small face filled with sincerity, opened his mouth...
Wanting to cry but having no tears!
...
After tossing about for half a day, the meal was finally ready.
Fried eggs, along with a few simple home-style dishes.
Well... they were all made through his hands.
Halfway through, he even felt it was a bit too embarrassing and wanted to ruthlessly push Liguang out so he could do it himself and revive his strength as a single master chef...
But Liguang just wouldn't leave, looking at him with a kind face!
Thus, this meal was forcibly... cooked by him!
Fang Qi sat at the dining table, looking at the silver-haired girl opposite him who was holding a small bowl and burying her head in her food.
She ate very slowly and seriously, chewing every bite carefully.
After chewing, she would narrow her eyes, touch her cheek, and reveal a satisfied little expression:
"The food Master makes is just too delicious!"
Fang Qi: "..."
Then Liguang picked up a piece of fried egg and brought it to his mouth:
"Master, quickly have a taste! What Master makes is a hundred times more delicious than what Liguang makes!"
Fang Qi's mouth twitched.
This was freaking made by you too!
Those blackened, mushy things I made are currently lying in the trash can!
But he still opened his mouth, took it, and chewed.
Well...
It was indeed quite delicious.
He swallowed and said dryly:
"...Alright, hurry up and eat! Stop praising!"
"But it's really delicious!"
Liguang tilted her head, her face full of sincerity:
"Liguang has never eaten such delicious food before!"
"Master is really too amazing!"
Fang Qi: "............"
His face began to heat up!
No, crazy woman... you're doing this on purpose, right?! Deliberately trying to embarrass me, aren't you?!
Looking at her sincere heterochromatic eyes, she didn't seem to be lying.
But the more sincere she was...
The more embarrassed he felt!
"Alright, alright, just eat!"
He turned his face away, his face burning!
But out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the satisfied smile appearing on that small face again, and then she continued to bury her head and focus on eating.
Bite after bite, eating with such relish!
As if this was truly some peerless delicacy!
Fang Qi looked at her little appearance, and that little bit of shattered master chef pride in his heart...
Suddenly didn't matter anymore.
...Forget it!
If I'm a kitchen utensil, then so be it. Being a kitchen utensil is fine too!
At least the goal was achieved.
...As long as she is happy and blissful!
He leaned back in his chair, looking at the satisfied little yandere opposite him...
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up again.
...
After finishing the meal, Liguang said something along the lines of—
"Since Master cooked the meal, washing the dishes should be Liguang's job!"
—and then went to wash the dishes humming a song.
Fang Qi couldn't dissuade her and could only slump in his chair.
He stared blankly at the ceiling, recalling the past two hours since he woke up.
Waking up to being pinned down, flipping over to pin her back, nearly having an accidental misfire, getting bitten, then going to be a kitchen utensil to cook, and finally being praised to death...
He, Fang Qi, a dignified seven-foot-tall man... how did he end up in this state!
From the kitchen came a soft humming sound, along with the crisp clinking of bowls and plates.
He turned his head to take a look.
The silver-haired girl stood by the sink, wearing that pale blue little apron, seriously washing the dishes.
Sunlight poured in through the window, falling on her and coating that silver hair with a soft glow.
She would occasionally pause and reach up to tuck a fallen strand of hair behind her ear.
That little star would sway a bit, refracting fine glimmers of light.
Fang Qi suddenly sat up straight, and then...
Slap!
He slammed his hand on the table!
Liguang jumped in surprise and whipped her head around.
Those heterochromatic eyes carried a trace of bewilderment, and she still held an unwashed bowl in her hand:
"Ma-Master?"
Fang Qi stood up, strode to the kitchen door, and looked down at her from above.
Liguang tilted her small face up at him and blinked.
"What's wrong, Master?"
Fang Qi took a deep breath and waved his hand again!
"Liguang, we are going out right now!"
"We're going on a date, to buy new clothes!"
"I'm going to buy you lots and lots of pretty new clothes!"
Liguang was stunned.
Those heterochromatic eyes stared straight at him without blinking.
The amber halo and the scarlet data stream both stagnated at the same instant.
Fang Qi thought she would be like before, asking "Really?" or showing that kind of pleasantly surprised and excited expression.
But she didn't.
The corners of her lips merely curled up slightly, forming a gentle and soft arc.
"Okay."
Her voice was soft, light, and tender.
"Master, wait for Liguang for a moment. Liguang will go get ready after washing the dishes."
After she finished speaking, she turned back around and continued washing the dishes.
Fang Qi stood at the kitchen door, looking at her slender back, and spaced out for a moment.
Huh?
This crazy woman's reaction...
Was this calm?
Did she... not want to go out?
Fang Qi scratched his head.
Could it be that she only wanted to spend time alone in a two-person world with him?
Then wasn't his action a bit like... doing a bad thing with good intentions?
He watched that back figure continue to busy herself.
The water flowed with a splash, and the clinking of bowls and plates was crisp.
He pursed his lips, just about to say that maybe they shouldn't go...
Crack.
A very light shattering sound.
It made Fang Qi's words catch in his throat as he blinked.
The silver-haired girl's back stiffened for a moment, but she quickly returned to normal.
Then she threw some white object... into the trash can.
Her movements were natural and smooth, as if no accident had happened at all.
Fang Qi blinked.
Huh? What was going on?
The silver-haired girl finished washing the last bowl, dried her hands with a towel, and then turned around to give him a slight smile.
Her expression was docile, but her crimson eyes... were clearly flashing with an excited red light!
Yet, both her demeanor and tone were incredibly submissive and gentle:
"Then Master, Liguang will go get ready now."
As she walked past him...
The corners of her mouth couldn't even help but twitch with excitement!
Fang Qi turned his head, watching her back as she walked into the bedroom, and then looked at the trash can.
The fragments of a bowl lay quietly in the trash can, shattered quite thoroughly.
Fang Qi: "..."
This crazy woman... seemed to have been really excited just now?
So excited that her hands trembled and she crushed the bowl?
But she... forcefully stopped herself from pouncing on him, hugging him, and nuzzling him like before. Instead, she just...
Smiled and said "Okay."
Then she continued washing the dishes, continued being elegant, and continued pretending that nothing had happened.
Fang Qi... suddenly understood.
She was getting into character ahead of time.
There were other people outside.
So... she couldn't act recklessly anymore.
From this moment on... she began to truly play the role of that "ordinary AI companion."
That was why she didn't pounce on him like before, didn't hug him, and didn't nuzzle him.
She just smiled... and suppressed all her excitement.
Suppressed it so much that even when she accidentally crushed a bowl, she threw it away without changing her expression, and then nonchalantly continued washing the next one.
Fang Qi stared at the fragments in the trash can... He suddenly felt a bit of heartache.
When would Liguang finally be able to openly show her true nature?
He took a deep breath, walked back to the living room, sat back down on the sofa, and waited silently.
After waiting for a while, the bedroom door finally opened.
The silver-haired girl walked out.
She had changed into that off-white dress.
That dress... the one she wore when they went to the amusement park for the first time.
Beneath the hem of the skirt, a section of her fair calves was exposed. Her silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, the ends slightly curled, swaying gently with her steps.
On her left earlobe, that little star earring was dangling back and forth.
She walked up to him and stood still.
Her hands were folded in front of her, her eyelashes were lowered, and the corners of her lips were pressed into a standard smile.
"Master, I am ready."
Her voice had changed too.
Soft, sweet, docile, and obedient, just like...
The original Liguang.
Fang Qi felt a slight pang in his heart.
He knew that if they wanted to go out... Liguang had to be like this.
But the next second, the silver-haired girl's lowered eyelashes lifted slightly...
And she gave him a playful wink!
A wink carrying a hint of smugness, one that only the two of them understood!
Then she lowered her eyelashes and reverted to that docile and well-behaved appearance.
Fang Qi was stunned for a moment...
And then he smiled!
He couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth anymore!
This crazy woman was telling him:
Master, do not worry! Liguang knows she has to act, and Liguang is acting very well!
So well that she can even crush a bowl without changing her expression!
And besides, Liguang does not feel wronged at all!
Fang Qi walked up to her, reached out, and took her small hand... intertwining their fingers.
Her small hand was soft and warm, resting quietly in his palm...
Yet one slender finger gently scratched the center of his palm!
Fang Qi pulled her along, turning and heading straight for the door.
"Let's go!"
"This time, we are going on a real date!"
From behind him came a soft and sweet voice, carrying suppressed excitement and happiness:
"Yes, Master."
Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling upon the two of them.
Holding her soft little hand, Fang Qi took a deep breath.
This memory... is also so wonderful.
He couldn't bear to let go again.
Today... absolutely nothing must go wrong!
Machine God above...
Please let them get through today safely!
Once tomorrow comes, I will definitely die once to pay my respects to you!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
