"Whoosh..."
The fleeting glimpse of a double full moon was swiftly concealed by Chi Qingshui.
Pressed down by her legs, she barely managed to prop herself up on her elbows.
In a flustered voice, she stammered:
"Lin Yu, you... you..."
Lin Yu looked at his right hand and said:
"How lucky—got it open in one try."
"In movies, it always takes forever to undo."
"I was just teasing you earlier, but who knew... it came loose so easily!"
Chi Qingshui: "!!!"
Was... was that really it?
Just a playful joke that accidentally unlocked a new view?
Seriously!
Is luck always on his side?
He’s practically taking all the advantages!
Too bad.
Given Chi Qingshui’s limited experience, she didn’t realize:
Luck?
That’s just a humble way for the skilled to downplay their prowess.
Nothing more, just pure practice.
Lin Yu flopped onto the blanket, landing right beside Little Qingshui.
Even after such an awkward moment,
when Lin Yu glanced over, Chi Qingshui didn’t feel embarrassed.
Instead...
she wanted to meet his gaze.
Outside the window, rain pattered softly; inside, the room was hushed.
What pairs best with a rainy day?
Of course, it’s the company of someone you love.
Even better if there’s a little private space just for the two of you.
Unconsciously, Chi Qingshui inched closer.
Her forehead lightly bumped against Lin Yu’s face—
like an indignant pout, or a playful nudge.
Nuzzling against him, she giggled sweetly.
Lin Yu held her waist and whispered in her ear:
"Qingshui, can I... take another look?"
Chi Qingshui hurriedly tugged at the hem of her T-shirt:
"N-no way! That was just an accident—forget it, quick!"
Lin Yu tilted his head, pressing his forehead against hers:
"Can’t forget. It’s burned into my mind now."
"Blame your figure for being too good—that’s why I..."
Before he could finish,
Chi Qingshui clamped a hand over his mouth:
"Don’t say it! Don’t you dare!"
Such bold words—Lin Yu delivered them without a hint of shame,
while she blushed furiously.
The next moment—
"Eek!!"
Chi Qingshui felt something akin to "Tsunade’s summoning creature" take a playful nip.
Startled, she yanked her hand back.
After a glance at her palm, she realized what had happened and hammered Lin Yu’s shoulder in flustered outrage.
Lin Yu just grinned, utterly unrepentant.
Then, with sudden seriousness, he reasoned:
"Qingshui, I just think... a moment like this, with perfect timing and privacy, might never come again."
"Things couples in love can do—today might be our only chance."
"Once we’re back at the apartment, it won’t be just our world anymore."
"So... humor me a little, okay?"
Chi Qingshui: "..."
For some reason,
his words made her heart tremble and her nose sting.
It... kinda made sense.
When a girl gets sentimental,
everything sounds three parts logic, seven parts emotion.
Thinking it over...
Well, he’s already seen it, right?
Between a boyfriend and girlfriend, especially in the heat of youth,
a few embarrassing little secrets should be normal, no?
Besides,
normal or not—
judging by the look in Lin Yu’s eyes, one thing was certain:
He genuinely wanted to see!
Chi Qingshui clenched her hands, fingers twisting as she murmured:
"W-what exactly do you want me to do...?"
Lin Yu bolted upright.
Immediately taking charge, he instructed from above:
"Relax. Close your eyes. Leave the rest to me."
Chi Qingshui’s lashes fluttered, but she obeyed.
The moment she shut them, fear made her peek again:
"O-only one..."
She meant to say "one look,"
but reconsidered and amended:
"...one minute."
Lin Yu gently stroked her cheek:
"Don’t worry. Just one minute."
...
Three minutes later.
"Ring-ring, ring-ring!"
"Ring-ring, ring-ring!"
"..."
"Lin Yu, please—let go! It’s my WeChat call!"
Chi Qingshui covered her face,
too mortified to even glance at the scene before her.
If only she hadn’t given Lin Yu free rein!
He promised just to look!
For Lin Yu, though—
Let go?
Not a chance.
He was determined to "hold firm like an unyielding mountain, no matter the wind from east or west."
First, he’d plant a few vivid little blossoms in his private garden.
Even days later, their marks would linger.
At the same time,
his long arms proved their worth.
Effortlessly, he reached Chi Qingshui’s phone and placed it by her hand.
"Looks like it’s Little Chi. Qingshui, maybe you should answer?"
"Little Chi’s sharp. If you ignore her, she might get suspicious!"
Lin Yu’s warning struck Chi Qingshui as sound advice.
But in this state...
Chi Qingshui: "Lin Yu, stop messing around, okay?"
Lin Yu: "Hmm? What did you call me?"
Chi Qingshui’s brow twitched:
"...Hubby, stop messing around."
That one word—
Lin Yu had waited so long for it.
He paused... for a split second.
"Beep!"
As the WeChat call connected,
he dove right back into his diligent work.
Chi Qingshui: "!!!"
She wanted to protest, but didn’t dare make noise.
Little Chi’s voice already chirped through the phone:
"Big sis, weren’t you gonna check on me?"
"I sent the photo—why no response?"
Chi Qingshui took a deep breath, forcing her tone steady.
Putting on her usual haughty act, she replied:
"I saw it. Confirmed your location. No need to reply, right?"
Lin Yu’s inner thoughts:
Wow.
The young mistress really is the young mistress.
She slipped into character so fast.
That lofty, authoritative tone—
reviewing her little sister like a strict overseer—
was downright... irresistible!
One well-placed "counterattack" from Lin Yu nearly bent Chi Qingshui into a bow.
Over the phone, Little Chi continued:
"Fine, fine, you’re the best, sis."
"Is the movie over? The rain’s so heavy—where are you now?"
Chi Qingshui hesitated, took another deep breath, and answered:
"I’m at KFC... hiding from the rain."
Lin Yu mused silently:
Little Qingshui must be panicking.
If she wanted to end the call fast, why say KFC?
That’s the go-to spot for the snack-loving homebody!
"Whoa! Sis, you’re at KFC?"
"You always call it junk food and won’t let me eat there, but you’re sneaking off to enjoy it yourself!"
"Gotcha now, huh?"
Chi Qingshui’s expression was priceless:
"I-I’m not sneaking anything!"
"Little Chi, asking for a spanking?"
"Hang up... now!"
Little Chi hurriedly added:
"Wait, wait! Two more minutes, sis!"
"If you won’t bring me anything, can I call Xiao Lin?"
"Is he hiding from the rain with you too?"
...
(Bonus chapter delivered! Aiming for two more tomorrow—thanks for the support!)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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?!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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!
