After a series of battles,
Lin Yu wasn’t in a hurry to take Little Fufu back home.
For a sensitive girl like Little Fufu,
leaving right after their encounter might make her overthink things.
Besides,
who could resist spending intimate, undisturbed time with a girl who completely obeyed them?
Such carefree moments, free from prying eyes, were rare.
True mutual affection
meant even the most mundane activities felt enjoyable when done together.
A movie Lin Yu couldn’t even remember the name of played on the TV,
yet the two snuggled up, engrossed in the plot, occasionally commenting on the scenes.
[Ding!]
[Masterstroke move! The peaceful moments after baring one’s heart and soul make your partner wish to cherish them forever!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
The one savoring this warmth the most was naturally Little Fufu.
After breaking through the threshold of her first time, her heart was filled with uncertainty.
But Lin Yu chose to stay by her side instead of leaving hastily.
Wrapped in this overwhelming sense of security, Ye Mengfu had already forgotten the pain from earlier.
Now,
she just wished time would slow down, for this day not to end so soon.
Apart from companionship,
Lin Yu was also examining the three new skills he had just acquired.
[Body Perception]!
A skill for judging body proportions.
Simply put,
it allowed him to accurately gauge someone’s measurements at a glance.
For a talented artist like him, sketching human figures would now be effortless.
[Aesthetic Perception]!
This skill was even more straightforward.
It just sharpened his sense of beauty.
His keen eye for aesthetics became even more discerning.
The most unexpected skill, however, was the third one—[Spiritual Voice Purification]!
This was a singing-related ability!
Little Fufu actually had such a skill?
It caught Lin Yu off guard.
But upon reflection,
it wasn’t entirely unbelievable.
Little Fufu stuttered nervously in front of others,
so her talent for singing might simply be something no one else knew about.
Still, Lin Yu struggled to grasp what the "purification effect" mentioned in the skill description truly meant.
Gazing at the adorable girl in his arms,
Lin Yu spoke up:
"Little Fufu, you must sing beautifully, right?"
Ye Mengfu: "Huh? Wh-why would you say that…?"
Lin Yu replied earnestly:
"Because your voice is the loveliest among all the girls in the apartment. I’ve never heard anything so soothing, even at school."
[Ding!]
[Masterstroke move! The Saint’s sincere praise fills your partner’s heart with joy!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Ye Mengfu: "I… I’m just average at singing."
Her answer pleased Lin Yu.
Unlike her usual socially awkward self, she didn’t claim to be terrible or say she couldn’t sing.
This meant
she had absolutely no intention of lying to him.
He took Little Fufu’s hand and placed it against his chest, pleading:
"Then if you sing for me now, would I be the first boy to hear your voice?"
"I want to be the first…"
Ye Mengfu bit her lip, utterly incapable of refusing him.
Besides, being the first…
Wasn’t this Lin Yu’s way of showing possessiveness?
Other emotions might be hard for her to decipher,
but whenever Lin Yu displayed this "claiming" side,
Ye Mengfu could clearly sense
the happiness blooming in her heart.
"Ch-childish songs… are okay?"
She burrowed deeper into Lin Yu’s embrace,
as if trying to hide her flushed face.
"Of course! I’m a childish person too. My ears are ready!"
Lin Yu gently stroked Ye Mengfu’s back.
After a brief silence,
a sweet, melodious tune flowed from her lips:
"Rain poured all night long~ Waking up to clear skies~"
"Dreamt of you again~ Playing games so bright-eyed~"
"All my careless faults~ Blame myself, too unwise~"
"..."
Listening to Little Fufu’s voice, Lin Yu was stunned.
Her singing was like a clear mountain stream—
soft, innocent, and untouched by the world, flowing with effortless grace.
Sweet but not cloying, pure and translucent.
"Wanna tell you soon~ With the crayons you gave~"
"Drew a picture, sending it your way~"
"Wanna tell you soon~ How I miss you each day~"
"Distance can’t keep my heart at bay~ It’s with you, come what may~"
Her voice, pristine and untainted, seemed to drift in from distant childhood memories,
filling Lin Yu with profound serenity.
That absurd joke from before now made perfect sense.
So…
Three Hundred Nursery Rhymes really was a demon-repelling scripture!
...
7:00 PM.
Back at the apartment.
Lin Yu personally escorted Little Fufu to her room.
On the way back,
they shared a simple dinner together,
spending the rest of their day in each other’s company.
Stretching as he climbed to the third floor, Lin Yu turned his phone’s ringer back on.
Earlier, in the taxi,
He was no stranger to handling replies to messages.
It felt no different from his daily routine of reviewing official documents.
Among the most recent messages,
one stood out—a text from Ying'er.
「Mo Shangying: Little Yu, when are you coming back?」
「Lin Yu: Not sure yet, might be a bit late.」
That "Little Yu"
sent Lin Yu's heart trembling.
Ever since the two had grown intimate,
Ying'er only called him "Master" in moments of extreme rationality.
The long-dormant nickname "Little Yu" had resurfaced in their daily lives.
As Lin Yu passed by Mo Shangying's room,
he hesitated for a moment before deciding to head back and rest first.
Though the afternoon's exertions hadn't left him mentally exhausted,
he was worried his body might not hold up!
Given Ying'er's unrestrained personality,
the moment he knocked on her door,
she might just drag him inside and wear him out completely!
His desires had already been thoroughly spent that afternoon, and now he was firmly in his post-clarity state.
Better to delay another day.
As he tiptoed past Mo Shangying's door,
he made sure not to make a sound.
Yet—
"Sniff…"
At that very moment, a faint sob escaped from inside the room.
Lin Yu couldn’t have misheard it.
There was no mistaking it—that was Ying'er crying!
Why was she hiding in her room, weeping alone?
Without a second thought,
Lin Yu stopped in his tracks and swiftly turned back toward Mo Shangying's door.
...
(Second update for today—more to come soon, stay tuned!)
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e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
