A sensation as soft as boneless silk rippled from the soles of her feet through her entire body.
Chen Qimeng bit her lip, utterly defenseless against Lin Yu's movements in the footbath, unable to muster any resistance.
[Ding!]
[Masterful maneuver! Every subtle action executed with precision, entirely under the host's control, has thrown the acting sect leader into emotional turmoil!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones.]
In Lin Yu's eyes,
the cyan-blue sash wrapped around the Daoist robe had loosened slightly, disturbed by a faint pinkish aura.
The acting sect leader's power was truly extraordinary!
When the sensation hit just right, even the energy she emitted carried an ethereal, "immortal" quality.
He should've noticed this sooner!
The [Phoenix-Luring Pleasure Fingers] technique was practically tailor-made for Auntie Qimeng!
All those times he'd wasted the skill's potential, merely massaging her "shoulders" at the flower shop...
"That's it, lift it just a little higher."
"I'll support you, and you can lean into me too."
"Does that feel better now?"
Lin Yu watched Chen Qimeng's tightly pressed lips,
insisting on hearing her reaction.
Just as he'd guessed,
even Chen Qimeng herself couldn't understand why his touch elicited such a response.
He... he was the child of the "big sister next door" from years ago.
She'd watched over him for so long.
He Jing's teasing remarks were just jokes—they couldn't possibly become reality!
Besides,
Chen Qimeng had been single all these years.
She'd never imagined another man could ever intrude into her life...
Chen Qimeng: "!!!"
At this realization,
her body and mind trembled violently.
When... when had she started seeing Xiao Yu as a man?
Had this shift only begun recently?
"It does feel better..."
"Actually, you don’t need to go to so much trouble."
"Xiao Yu, just relax and soak. I can... adjust my feet myself."
Even as she resisted,
Chen Qimeng carefully chose her words to avoid hurting the young man's pride.
Seeing his "innocent" expression only made her more determined not to wound him.
She was the one overthinking—Xiao Yu had done nothing wrong!
Unbeknownst to her,
every flicker of complex emotion on Chen Qimeng's face was captured by the "seasoned" Lin Yu.
Today's gains were already substantial.
Pushing further now might disrupt the gradual evolution of their relationship.
He couldn’t let Auntie Qimeng realize "there’s something off about Xiao Yu."
Otherwise,
given this woman's stubborn principles,
she’d become hyper-aware of every future interaction.
Still, the night wasn’t without its rewards.
At the very least, he’d uncovered "Auntie’s key" and "Auntie’s secret"...
As Chen Qimeng's heart raced in chaos, Lin Yu tactfully retreated.
Casually shifting his feet back to his side of the tub, he said:
"Alright, Auntie Qimeng, find your angle—I’ll stop helping now."
"This warm, swelling sensation is really nice though."
"After long walks, can I come to your room daily to share your footbath?"
"I’m not greedy—just half this space is enough, haha."
With Lin Yu's "withdrawal,"
the strange sensations plaguing Chen Qimeng faded, restoring her calm.
Faced with his seemingly innocent request devoid of "ulterior motives,"
how could she refuse?
Chen Qimeng replied tenderly:
"Of course, sweetheart."
"If you like it, you could even take it to your room, and then—"
Lin Yu interrupted: "Auntie Qimeng, do you not want me in your room?"
Chen Qimeng's eyes widened: "No! Absolutely not!"
The pleasant atmosphere—
had she ruined it again with careless words?
So Xiao Yu wanted to visit her room? To spend more time with her?
How could she be so dense, missing his unspoken wish while drowning in her own overthinking?
She hurriedly corrected:
"Xiao Yu, don’t misunderstand."
"You’re always welcome in Auntie’s room!"
Lin Yu's inner monologue:
Yin Susu's theories applied equally to handsome men.
Lin Yu: "Promise?"
Chen Qimeng: "Mm, promise!"
Lin Yu casually leaned back onto the bed, murmuring:
"Being cared for by you feels so good..."
"Auntie Qimeng, your mattress is a bit firm. Should I buy you a new one tomorrow?"
Hearing him spend money again,
Chen Qimeng waved her hands frantically:
"No need! I don’t sleep well on soft beds."
"I’ve used this mattress for years—I might not sleep comfortably without it."
Lin Yu's focus wasn’t entirely on the mattress.
While "testing" its firmness, he naturally picked up a glimmering object from the sheets.
[Ding!]
[Suspected jade hairpin for an immortal’s coiled bun. Though worn, its elegance remains. Special rewards may await if placed upon the fairy?]
The item in Lin Yu's hand was
a multi-pronged "hair claw."
Under the effects of the Forbidden Zone Exploration Talisman,
Chen Qimeng had indeed brought a cyan jade pin.
But in reality,
fresh from her bath with hair still down, she wasn’t wearing the claw.
A system-given opportunity
wasn’t to be wasted.
Even if fixing Auntie Qimeng’s hair mid-footbath seemed... unconventional.
"Auntie Qimeng, you usually wear this?"
"Feels like I've seen it many times, at least a year or two, right?"
Lin Yu asked, grasping for conversation.
Chen Qimeng nodded and replied,
"It's quite convenient. Doesn’t take much time to manage my hair."
"Just roll it up and clip it—super easy."
Lin Yu: "Can I try?"
Chen Qimeng: "Huh? You… your hair wouldn’t hold, would it?"
Lin Yu: "……"
Chen Qimeng blinked: "……"
Lin Yu: "I meant helping you put it on!"
Chen Qimeng: "Oh! That makes sense… but right now?"
Before Chen Qimeng could think further,
Lin Yu had already stood up by stepping on the bucket:
"Auntie, bring your head closer."
Though Chen Qimeng found it a bit odd,
to indulge Lin Yu’s curiosity,
she braced against the chair and leaned forward.
Then, near Lin Yu’s waist, she slowly lowered her head…
Chen Qimeng cooperatively gathered her hair: "Lin Yu, is this okay?"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Hiss!
Such a two-person posture.
Damn, it dredged up Lin Yu’s long-buried memories.
Making him want to blurt out:
I’m feeling really fired up right now!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
