Lin Yu and Yan Miaozhu were each enjoying themselves quite comfortably in the room.
Little did they know.
Their actions had driven Miao Haixin in the next room into a frenzy.
Miao Haixin was like an ant on a hot pan, darting back and forth, searching for the perfect spot to eavesdrop.
Her heart pounded with unease as countless scenarios played out in her mind...
What’s going on?
After that strange sound earlier, the room next door had fallen completely silent?
Had they moved to another spot to continue?
But no matter which wall she pressed her ear against—left or right—she couldn’t hear a thing!
Could it be…
Over already?
That fast?!
Miao Haixin quickly pulled out her phone and checked the time.
Perfect!
Only two minutes remained before the time she had agreed upon with Lin Yu.
If she could just endure these last two minutes in silence, today’s predicament would be resolved, right?
(No, I can’t take it anymore~)
(Ugh~!)
Miao Haixin: "!!!"
It… it’s happening again!
And louder than before!
Just as Miao Haixin had begun to relax slightly, those unbearable sounds erupted once more.
This time, it wasn’t just a single cry—
It was a continuous, escalating, undulating chorus of moans!
Her hesitation the first time had already led her to imagine countless unacceptable consequences.
This time, she didn’t dare delay another second.
She had to save Lin Yu!
She absolutely couldn’t let something terrible happen!
Miao Haixin swiftly grabbed her phone, retreated to the farthest corner of the bathroom, and dialed Lin Yu’s number.
……
"Spinning round and round, becoming us~ a deep fingerprint~"
"Left in the hearts of everyone who’s ever loved~ growing warmer~"
Before the foot massage session began, Lin Yu had turned up his phone’s volume.
Because he knew exactly what was about to happen.
The agreed-upon time didn’t determine when Miao Haixin would call.
The real signal for the call would be Yan Miaozhu’s cries!
The endurance of the "Green Snake Woman" had completely exceeded Lin Yu’s expectations.
Even as she trembled, drenched in sweat and flushed red, Yan Miaozhu stubbornly held on.
Lin Yu couldn’t help but admire her sheer willpower in this regard.
To achieve the perfect experience, she was unbelievably patient.
Of course.
The outcome was inevitable.
With just a slight increase in technique, Lin Yu finally broke Yan Miaozhu’s resistance.
Having broken their agreement, Yan Miaozhu’s scorching gaze was downright terrifying.
It was as if she was thinking—
Fine, since I’ve already cried out, I might as well admit defeat!
That explosive passion surged toward Lin Yu like wildfire.
The first casualty was the bath towel—
Yanked off by Yan Miaozhu herself and tossed to the foot of the bed.
Just as she was about to pounce, the ringing of Lin Yu’s phone froze her mid-action.
Seizing the brief pause, Lin Yu deftly grabbed his phone from the table and slipped away from the bed.
Hiss!
Talk about a dangerously well-hidden secret!
If not for the "enforcer" next door and the system’s task restrictions, Lin Yu would’ve been doomed today—forced to deal with the consequences after the fact.
"Sis, you… what are you doing?!"
"Sorry, I need to take this call first."
Lin Yu feigned shock, acting as though he had no idea why Yan Miaozhu had suddenly discarded the towel.
Yan Miaozhu sat frozen on the bed for several seconds: "..."
What the hell?!
What’s wrong with this guy?!
We were right at the climax!
Just moments ago, he was working so hard to make me cry out even louder!
Now he suddenly turns cold, answers a call, and leaves me hanging?!
Was he genuinely scared off by her body, or was he just pretending to be some composed saint?
Right now.
The awkward question was—
Should she stay naked, or wrap the towel back around herself?
Defeated.
In the patience department of this kind of game, she had utterly lost to this younger man.
But.
The more this happened…
The more it stoked Yan Miaozhu’s desire to devour him whole!
On the phone, Lin Yu spoke first:
"Auntie, what’s wrong? Calling at this hour?"
On the other end, Miao Haixin let out a relieved sigh.
Thank goodness.
From the sound of Lin Yu’s voice—calm and natural—he didn’t seem to be in any trouble.
That meant her call had come just in time, before anything irreversible happened.
Knowing Lin Yu wouldn’t put her on speaker, Miao Haixin spoke freely.
"Hey, Lin Yu, is everything… okay over there?"
"I checked the time, and it’s about right. I was worried I’d forget later, so I called a bit early."
"Isn’t it time to come home now? Heh heh."
Miao Haixin kept her voice low, careful to avoid any noticeable tremors in her tone.
Yet her nervousness seeped through in her awkward, forced laughter—completely unlike her usual self.
Her demeanor only amused Lin Yu further.
"Oh, I see. Alright, I’ll head back right away."
"Yeah, over here…"
As he spoke, Lin Yu glanced back at Yan Miaozhu with an apologetic expression.
Yan Miaozhu stared at him in disbelief, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.
The room wasn’t that big.
She had heard his "head back right away" loud and clear!
Is this idiot out of his mind?!
He’s really going to ditch me now, at this very moment, just to go home?!
What kind of earth-shattering emergency could possibly be more urgent than this?!
Would the world end if he got home an hour later?!
Yan Miaozhu snatched up the discarded towel and draped it over herself—for now.
Never in her life had she felt so humiliated!
For a woman as confident in her allure as she was…
Being desired, being lusted after—those were nothing.
But the worst feeling?
When she wants to be taken, and the man just… walks away!
How fucking insulting!
Lin Yu didn’t drag out the call, keeping it brief before hanging up.
Now came the real challenge—
What to say to Yan Miaozhu?
Setting his phone aside, Lin Yu scratched his head awkwardly and approached the bed.
"Sis, I’m really sorry, but something urgent came up at home."
"My aunt needs me back to help. She can’t handle it alone."
"Maybe we can… continue another time?"
As he spoke, he straightened his clothes and slipped his shoes back on.
Yan Miaozhu’s eye twitched: "..."
He’s serious. He’s actually leaving.
He saw me lose control and lunge at him just now!
And he’s just… walking away?!
Taking a deep breath, Yan Miaozhu leaned back on her hands.
With deliberate slowness, she spread her legs wider apart.
"Little brother, let me ask you—how many golden opportunities like this do you think life will give you?"
"Do you really want to just… walk away?"
"Why don’t you rush over here and grab it with both hands!"
……
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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?!
