Yan Miaozhu responded with a casual remark, continuing to play with the water as she massaged Lin Yu’s ankle.
She was clearly a seasoned hunter.
The way she leaned in and pulled back was perfectly controlled.
With just a slight tilt of his head, Lin Yu could catch glimpses of snowy peaks through the loose towel.
Summer snow viewing, paired with a free kneeling foot massage—
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Professor Yan was truly generous with her students!
Since she was so freely offering this treat, Lin Yu had no reason not to look.
He admired openly while keeping up the verbal dance:
“Sis, didn’t you say… you needed help organizing some assignments?”
“Shouldn’t we focus on that instead?”
“If someone sees the two of us in a hotel room like this…”
“They’d definitely misunderstand our relationship.”
Yan Miaozhu pinched Lin Yu’s little toe and gave it a firm tug.
Lin Yu’s foot jerked involuntarily: “!!!”
The splash of water landed on Yan Miaozhu’s legs.
“Hahaha, don’t squirm, little brother!”
“You’re this ticklish? Now my legs are wet too.”
“There are tissues on the bed—could you wipe it for me? My hands are wet.”
Lin Yu played along with an understanding “Oh.”
This scheming green snake of a woman.
She sure knew how to create moments of ambiguous tension.
Afraid Lin Yu might say something rational and actually stay composed, she kept pushing.
Following her request, Lin Yu grabbed a couple of tissues and bent down to wipe the water off her legs.
The moment the tissue touched her skin—
Yan Miaozhu shuddered.
Her reaction was even more dramatic than Lin Yu’s earlier twitch.
Laughing lightly, she murmured:
“Hehe… so… so ticklish!”
Lin Yu’s pulse spiked, unable to suppress his body’s natural response.
What else could he do?
He was a red-blooded young man, not some delicate maiden.
How could he stay completely unaffected?
When he straightened up again, he saw the unmistakable shift in Yan Miaozhu’s gaze.
Woman, thy name is greed.
Yan Miaozhu’s eyes glittered: “!!!”
When she’d first chosen Lin Yu as her target,
it was simply because she’d seen his videos online—a fresh-faced young man with both looks and youth.
A way to compensate for her dull, passionless marriage to her incompetent middle-aged husband.
Yesterday in the office, she’d gotten a hint of Lin Yu’s… potential.
But nothing as blatant as this.
Now, she was absolutely certain—
She’d picked the right man!
[Ding!]
[Bloodthirsty Strike: The saint’s hidden depths dazzle the green snake, leaving her spellbound!]
[Reward: 100 Spirit Stones]
Lin Yu: “…”
Did she really think he was some clueless kid?
Staring so openly—couldn’t she at least pretend to be subtle?
Still,
Lin Yu had to admire Yan Miaozhu’s patience.
Her eyes were practically bulging with desire, her hunger written all over her face.
Yet she somehow kept her composure, sticking to her game plan.
Lin Yu only had half an hour left.
Time was tight.
They couldn’t waste it all on a foot soak.
Fellow Daoist Green Snake…
He had to see what else she had up her sleeve!
“Sis, that’s enough. You were right—this really helps me relax.”
“My nerves are much better now.”
“Should we start on those assignments? I’ll go turn on the computer.”
Yan Miaozhu looked up with a sultry smile and nodded in agreement.
Honestly,
Lin Yu’s restraint was a slight blow to her pride.
Was he really a healthy college guy?
How could he resist temptation even at a moment like this?
Such a disciplined young man~
His body was clearly at war with itself, yet he still held back.
Not even the slightest hint of wandering hands.
The more he resisted, the more it fueled Yan Miaozhu’s competitive streak.
There was still plenty of time.
She could stay here until bedtime.
She had all night to stoke the flames in Lin Yu’s heart.
Hadn’t she already glimpsed his inner fire?
As long as he wasn’t into men,
Yan Miaozhu was absolutely confident!
After the foot soak,
Yan Miaozhu refused Lin Yu’s offer to dump the water and headed to the bathroom herself.
Lin Yu, meanwhile, pretended to set up at the computer.
Of course, it was all just an act.
Both of them knew there were no assignments to organize today.
They were just waiting to see where things would go next.
Then—
“Ah!”
A startled cry came from the bathroom.
Lin Yu: “…”
Here we go.
From that sound alone, Lin Yu could guess Yan Miaozhu’s next move.
A bit cliché,
but effective on younger guys.
Lin Yu strolled toward the bathroom, feigning concern in his voice:
“Sis, are you okay? Can I come in?”
Yan Miaozhu’s voice drifted through the half-open door:
“Come in… it hurts…”
Lin Yu pushed the door open and stepped inside.
In the bathroom,
Yan Miaozhu leaned against the sink, wincing in pain.
Her left foot hovered awkwardly, as if she couldn’t put weight on it.
Lin Yu rushed over, asking anxiously:
“Sis, what happened? Are you alright?”
Seeing him approach, Yan Miaozhu took the initiative.
Her hands, which had been bracing against the sink, slid onto Lin Yu’s shoulders.
“The floor was wet, and I was wearing slippers…”
“I must’ve slipped. I think… I twisted my ankle!”
“Little brother, could you help me back to the bed?”
Yan Miaozhu’s acting was impressive.
She sold the pain perfectly!
Too bad she was up against Lin Yu.
This “convenient” ankle twist was straight out of a soap opera.
Classic.
Maybe Yan Miaozhu didn’t care if Lin Yu believed her.
After all,
what else could he do but play along?
Even if he suspected she was faking it to seduce him,
so what?
She was openly tempting him—did he really think he could escape?
When Lin Yu tried to support her, Yan Miaozhu “limped” weakly,
pretending to wobble and nearly collapse.
Lin Yu: “…”
Alright, alright.
Message received.
He went with the flow and scooped her up in a princess carry.
“Mm—!”
Yan Miaozhu let out a soft gasp,
instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck.
“Sis, I’ll carry you. Your injury looks serious.”
“I know a bit about treating sprains—want me to take a look?”
Yan Miaozhu smirked inwardly.
Hah.
What college kid knows how to treat sprains?
He was just making excuses.
She knew exactly where his hands would wander.
...
(Update delivered—more tomorrow. Goodnight, everyone!)
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
