Ye Mengfu hadn't fully composed herself yet.
Lin Yu's passionate kiss had already descended swiftly.
Flustered and caught off guard, little Fufu slid effortlessly from the head of the bed, pulled down onto the pillow.
She didn’t know any techniques.
All she could do was clumsily respond to Lin Yu, hoping he could sense her feelings.
Lin Yu’s hands were far from idle.
The layers of her pajamas and nightgown crumpled into chaotic folds.
Just as Ye Mengfu thought the next step would be…
Lin Yu suddenly stilled, pulling her tightly into his arms.
"Little Fufu, it’s so easy to lose control when I’m alone with you."
"But when you’re sick, I have to hold back. I can’t take advantage of you."
"Just holding you is enough. I’ll stay with you for a while, then leave."
[Ding!]
[Masterful move—restraining yourself and prioritizing your partner, deeply moving her heart!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones.]
Lin Yu’s tender words struck a chord in Ye Mengfu.
For her sake, he was willing to hold back.
Indeed.
Infatuation is reckless, but love… is restraint.
Ye Mengfu nestled into the warmth of his embrace and murmured softly,
"I… can handle it."
Lin Yu was considering her health.
Naturally, she wanted to consider his feelings too.
Besides.
She wasn’t entirely lying—her body really did feel less weak now.
Could the medicine work that fast?
If not the medicine…
Then it must be her lover’s visit that revitalized her!
Was this the power of love?
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! Emergency mission "Qi Deficiency Syndrome" completed!]
[The Joyous Sect’s Talisman Master’s constitution has been significantly enhanced—symptoms fully cured, intimacy with the Holy Son deepened!]
[Reward: 200 sect contribution points, 600 spirit stones, 1 free system shop draw.]
What a wonderful little Fufu!
Just as the day began, she had gifted Lin Yu a generous reward.
Such effortless missions were never too many for him.
That heated kiss had also elevated his image in her eyes.
But what truly surprised Lin Yu was the change in her body.
Holding her this close,
he could clearly feel an intense heat radiating from her.
At first, he worried she might sweat and was ready to pull the covers off.
Yet, despite the overwhelming warmth, not a single drop of perspiration formed.
Her skin remained smooth and cool, no matter how his hands wandered.
Meanwhile, little Fufu herself…
Perhaps due to the medicine’s intense effects,
drifted into a deep slumber within minutes.
Did the Qi Condensing Pill also have sedative properties?
What excellent medicine!
Even a healthy partner could take it occasionally to strengthen their body.
At least then, she wouldn’t beg for mercy before he was done!
Once sure she was sound asleep, Lin Yu left quietly.
After gently closing the door, he headed downstairs to the dining room.
At the staircase, the familiar aroma of red bean porridge greeted him.
"Aha! Big Yu, you’re finally up!"
"Thought you’d laze in bed till ten!"
The loud, cheerful voice made Lin Yu tense up.
Huang Feirong, dressed lightly, bounced out from the dining area, waving at him with a grin.
Her oversized white T-shirt revealed black bra straps on her shoulders.
A frayed denim mini-skirt, zebra-striped ankle socks, and white sneakers completed the look.
This was…
Aside from the socks being shorter and the giant red hair clip missing,
her outfit was nearly identical to what she wore in his dream!
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Was this the Dirty Joke Queen’s doing?
Dressing exactly like his dream?
But the real shock came when—
after Lin Yu forced a smile and greeted her—
Huang Feirong tiptoed closer, whispering excitedly:
Lin Yu: "???"
What nonsense is this?
Frowning, he calmly looked her over again and shook his head.
"No idea. Sister Feirong, have you worn this before?"
Huang Feirong, completely unaware the dream was Lin Yu’s doing,
must have had some other outrageous remark prepared.
Just as he expected.
With a sly grin, she tugged him further from the dining room.
The clatter of kitchen work hinted Qi Meng was preparing breakfast.
Huang Feirong’s secrecy suggested she didn’t want Qi Meng to hear.
What kind of decent conversation required this level of discretion?
Even braced for it, Lin Yu was still floored by Huang Feirong’s shamelessness…
"That day in the dream, when you pinned me against the wall, I was wearing this."
"Pretty hot, right? Gets the blood pumping, huh?"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Can’t someone lock this deranged imperial concubine away?
Her words always shattered his expectations,
leaving him speechless every time.
He prided himself on resilience and sharp wit,
but even he couldn’t counter the Dirty Joke Queen’s relentless barrage.
"I give up, Sister Feirong…"
Before he could finish, she cut in again.
"Relax, relax! My belt’s so tight, you think it’s easy to get into?"
"By the way, you nailed Yao Yao’s hubby yesterday, right?"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
This was even harder to respond to than before.
Would Shen Buyao really share their scandalous affairs with the Dirty Joke Queen?
No way!
She even kept secrets from Shen Jiuyi.
No chance she’d confess to Huang Feirong, the queen of filth.
At most, she knew they’d gone to the old house together.
Nothing beyond that.
"In the dream, even you were out of reach. How could I possibly get to Sister Yao Yao?"
"Sister Feirong, the world’s full of colors—not just the dirty ones."
"Can’t we talk about something wholesome?"
Hearing this,
Huang Feirong smirked, her eyes gleaming with knowing mischief.
"Oho~ We’ve got a saint in our little apartment, how impressive."
"Bet behind closed doors, you’re the one craving the dirtiest talks."
"Or are you still in post-nut clarity from yesterday?"
"Did you go all out?"
Lin Yu: "…"
Worse than being forced into vulgar chats by the Dirty Joke Queen?
Being exposed by her.
…
(First update today. There will definitely be a bonus chapter later. Please check out the ads to support this humble author—many thanks!)
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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?!
