Ten minutes later.
In Ying'er's room.
The course of events had gone somewhat beyond Lin Yu's control.
He had come here to comfort Ying'er, after all!
But now...
Lin Yu leaned back against the computer desk, holding a girl's telephone cord between his teeth as he tied Ying'er's hair up for her.
If he didn't do this, he really couldn't see what expression this "kneeling demon" had on her face.
"Hiss!"
Now wasn't this... Ying'er "comforting her depressed boyfriend" instead?
At first.
Lin Yu hadn't forgotten why he came.
He even resisted a little.
But then Ying'er said:
"I want to try it~ Don't you want to try too, Xiao Yu?"
With those words.
Lin Yu was completely speechless.
To say he didn't want to would be a lie.
To say he did... well, he only just started wanting to.
Ying'er wasn't exactly a natural talent in this area.
But she made up for it with enthusiasm, gradually getting better under Lin Yu's guidance...
"Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling!"
"Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling!"
Lin Yu's phone rang at the most inopportune moment.
This wonderful atmosphere absolutely couldn't be interrupted by outsiders.
Especially since...
There was no telling who might be calling!
Hearing the ringtone, Ying'er's eyes suddenly sparkled.
She temporarily released him and said mischievously:
"Master, answer it..."
"It's not like you need to move anyway, hehe!"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Such suggestive words.
It was hard to connect this girl with the one who had been crying earlier after oversleeping!
Her "tastes" were getting dangerous!
Lin Yu glanced at his phone...
Mao Ruirui? Sister Ruirui from the pet store!
She rarely called him.
If it was her, the call content should be safe.
"Haaah... Ying'er, you..."
"You're doing this on purpose!"
Seeing Lin Yu hesitate, Ying'er launched a sudden attack—The Temptation of the Tongue style.
Her obsessed expression and movements clearly urged Lin Yu to answer the call.
Considering how Ying'er had tied up her hair and was working so diligently...
And not wanting to leave Sister Ruirui hanging...
Lin Yu answered the call...
"Hello, Sister Ruirui."
Immediately.
Mao Ruirui's gentle voice came through:
"Hey, Xiao Yu, are you at the apartment right now?"
Lin Yu replied:
"Yeah, just got back a while ago."
"Did you need something, Sister Ruirui? Need help with anything?"
Compared to his usual speaking pace, he was noticeably faster now.
Because the "kneeling rebel disciple" on the floor was trying every trick in the book.
Desperate to make Lin Yu let out some strange sounds.
Damn it!
The same sneaky techniques he used on Da Chi yesterday...
Now he was experiencing them himself today!
Karma might be slow, but it never forgets to hit you on the head!
Fortunately.
Lin Yu's endurance was far better than Da Chi's.
In fact.
Ying'er's deliberate provocations even stirred a strange competitive spirit in him.
He tugged Ying'er's little ponytail and gave her a "Is that all you've got?" look.
Ying'er, never one to back down, shot back with her own defiant glare.
And then...
To Lin Yu's shock, she started unbuttoning her pajamas?
Just how many hiding spots were there for earbuds and phones...
Lin Yu had already discovered the depths last Thursday.
Seriously?
For an impromptu session like this, she was going all out?
On the phone.
Mao Ruirui, of course, had no idea about the passionate developments on Lin Yu's end.
She continued:
"It's not really about needing help, but I guess you could say it is..."
"If you're free later, could you come to my room?"
"I brought 'Little Fish' back today."
"You remember—the little puppy you helped rescue last time."
Lin Yu held the phone and nodded:
"Oh~"
"That sad little dog who wouldn't eat, right?"
"I remember, I remember..."
"Sister Ruirui, you brought it to the apartment today?"
Mao Ruirui cheerfully explained her "request":
"Yeah, his leg injury is much better now."
"I wanted to take him out more, so..."
"If you have time, could you come see him?"
"I think he probably remembers you."
Bringing a pet or two back occasionally was normal for Mao Ruirui.
When she first rented the place, she had long discussions with Aunt Qimeng about it.
To keep the apartment harmonious.
Lin Yu remembered—the first thing Mao Ruirui did after moving in was give every girl in the building a small gift.
None of the women in the apartment ever complained.
In fact, many of them loved cats and dogs.
Mentioning the puppy...
Ying'er suddenly got even more fired up!
Lin Yu had just realized how Ying'er managed to hide earbuds and phones.
But now, spurred by Mao Ruirui's words...
Ying'er started mimicking a pug's expression, slowly lowering her head...
"I... ngh!"
Ying'er was truly the pinnacle of girlfriend excellence!
Too damn good!
The slightest strange noise made Mao Ruirui ask worriedly:
"Xiao Yu, is this a bad time?"
"You just got back—you must have your own things to do."
"I was just asking casually, don't worry about it if you're busy."
Lin Yu took a deep breath and steadied his voice:
"No, it's fine, Sister Ruirui."
"I just... have some things to tidy up first."
"Once I'm done, I'll come find you, okay?"
"I'll message you before heading over?"
Lin Yu used his free hand to press Ying'er's head down.
At least this way, she couldn't lock eyes with him with that look.
This way.
He could still maintain some semblance of rationality while talking to Mao Ruirui.
It wasn't like he was being asked to go out and solve some problem.
Visiting an injured puppy wasn't something he could refuse.
Wasn't he already visiting an "injured puppy" right now?
"Sure, no problem."
"No rush, just come whenever you're done."
"Oh, and..."
"Do you have a lot to tidy up? Need any help?"
Mao Ruirui still hadn't picked up on Lin Yu's unusual state.
Still kindly offering assistance.
Lin Yu quickly declined:
"No no, it's just some... personal items."
"I can handle it. See you soon, Sister Ruirui."
Mao Ruirui: "Alright, see you later."
Click.
The moment the call ended.
Lin Yu immediately reached out and scooped Ying'er up from the floor.
"Wah!"
Afraid of falling, Ying'er quickly wrapped her arms around Lin Yu's neck.
Still teasing him knowingly:
"Master~ What exactly are you tidying up?"
Lin Yu's eyebrow twitched:
"You'll find out soon. Hope you can still act smug by then!"
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!
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?!
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!"
] [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!"
