Thoroughly dumbfounded by the overwhelming "rules of the game," Lin Yu stood up on his own.
He began searching the floor for the pill he had just tossed away.
The more effortlessly cool he had appeared while throwing it earlier,
the more pathetically awkward he looked now, crouched and scrambling to find it.
He accepted it. He endured it.
In someone else’s dream, he had to play by their rules.
Damn, Nurse Xia was truly no ordinary woman.
Lin Yu’s night vision came in handy during the search.
It didn’t take long before he successfully retrieved the pill.
Before his rebirth,
in pursuit of the ultimate experience and cost-performance ratio,
this little thing had been a staple in his arsenal—its effects were outstanding.
But in the dream world? What kind of impact would it have…
Lin Yu had no clue!
Wasn’t it all up to Nurse Xia’s whims?
After picking up the pill and dusting it off, Lin Yu didn’t waste time hesitating—he popped it straight into his mouth.
It was just a dream, after all.
Who cared about understanding the rules? Just go for it!
"Yiwei, I think you’re right," he said.
"People shouldn’t run from reality. If you’re sick, you need treatment."
"I’ve seen this pill online before—apparently, it takes effect in fifteen minutes."
"So now we just… What the hell?"
When Lin Yu turned around again,
Xia Yiwei had already vanished from the hospital chair and reappeared by the foldable bed.
She still wore her perfectly fitted nurse’s coat, her cap still in place.
But the fishnet stockings exposed under the moonlight, their grid-like patterns framing patches of snowy skin, effortlessly stoked the deepest desires in his heart.
Xia Yiwei was no nurse.
She was a selfless, benevolent bodhisattva in the flesh!
Lin Yu hadn’t been wrong.
These clothes? They were part of his "treatment."
And this method of healing…
Unconventional.
But undeniably effective!
Who could resist the gradual wardrobe changes on that foldable bed?
In the real world,
Lin Yu would’ve stopped her from changing into a second outfit.
Noticing the intensity in Lin Yu’s gaze,
Xia Yiwei crooked a finger at him and said,
"Come here, Xiao Yu."
"Don’t rush. Take your time."
"Most people might feel the effects in fifteen minutes, but you’re sick, after all."
"Half an hour, even an hour—it doesn’t matter. Tonight’s just an experimental treatment. As long as there’s a little… ‘progress,’ we’ll call it a success."
Lin Yu: "…"
At that last line from Nurse Xia,
Lin Yu instantly understood.
Tonight, he was doomed.
Completely and utterly at the mercy of the "rules of the game."
Want to ride wild and free?
Sorry.
Treatment comes first.
What could he even say…
The rules were hers…
If he wanted to play, he had to follow her lead…
But even if his "internal strength" was crippled, he still had his "external techniques"!
He couldn’t let Nurse Xia get too cocky.
Lin Yu walked to the foldable bed and sat beside Xia Yiwei.
"Thank you, Yiwei-jie," he said.
"I really didn’t know who else to turn to for something like this."
"Thank you for being willing to help me… and for going this far."
"This is actually my first time seeing fishnet stockings up close…"
Xia Yiwei blinked.
In the darkness—though far from silent—her eyes shone brilliantly, captivating.
Every time they met, Lin Yu would end up fuming because of her sharp tongue.
He’d never had the chance to calmly, properly appreciate Nurse Xia until now.
At this moment,
free from the fear of her disdain, he could truly admire her.
Nurse Xia’s eyes were mesmerizing.
She studied him in return, then slowly said,
"How could it be your first time?"
"Last time at the hospital, didn’t you tear a pair right off?"
Lin Yu: "…"
Her memory was this sharp?
Even in a dream, she remembered everything that happened outside?
Any attempt to rebuild his "pure college boy" persona was instantly shattered.
Exposed in seconds.
Ah, whatever.
Pretending was exhausting anyway.
Since that was the case…
Might as well be himself.
"Yiwei, you’ve seen my situation," he said.
"I’m practically your half-master, right? I even beat up your sister for you."
"Hope you can help your master through this recovery phase."
Then, with solemn sincerity, he added:
"May I… touch your legs now?"
Xia Yiwei’s lips curled.
That smile—Lin Yu knew it all too well!
It was the same expression she wore every time she drove him mad.
Just as he expected,
Xia Yiwei replied with a radiant grin:
"Oh ho?"
"Just now, you were calling me ‘Yiwei-jie,’ acting all innocent."
"But now you’re pulling out the ‘little master’ card?"
"When it comes to being shameless, Little Master, you really are in a league of your own."
"First, confess—how many times have you imagined me in your head… even if your body can’t keep up?"
Lin Yu: "…"
Here we go again!
A different flavor of venom compared to Antique Sister.
He seriously wanted to rush to the medical room, grab a needle and thread, and sew her mouth shut.
The same words,
coming from another girl, might’ve carried a playful, teasing tone.
But from Xia Yiwei’s mouth?
Lin Yu only heard pure provocation.
Before his frustration could boil over,
Xia Yiwei casually draped her fishnet-clad leg over his lap.
"Relax, Little Master. You’ve helped me before—I haven’t forgotten."
"Don’t hold back. Go ahead. It’s not like… anything unexpected will happen."
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Now he finally understood.
Why, in Xia Yiwei’s subconscious, she’d saddled him with this particular "condition."
Probably,
after all those past one-on-one clashes where Lin Yu had always overpowered her,
Xia Yiwei had spent her time brainstorming…
what "cruel" method she could use to torment him in return.
If she couldn’t win in a fight,
she’d resort to another approach to gain the upper hand.
And so…
this scene was born.
Just as Xia Yiwei had said,
the sensation of Nurse Xia’s flawless skin sent Lin Yu’s mind reeling.
But his body remained an unresponsive wasteland, devoid of life.
Resisting the "rules of the game" was clearly impossible.
Since things had come to this,
might as well leave an unforgettable impression on Nurse Xia in her own dream.
Xia Yiwei was the first person bold enough to place her leg in his lap!
The upgraded version of his [Charm Bone Artistry Fingers]—Lin Yu had never used it on anyone else.
Today, Nurse Xia would be its first lucky recipient in her dream!
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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.
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