Everyone finished drawing their cards one by one.
They looked at the badges in their hands with varied expressions.
Lin Yu looked around...
Tsk, tsk, tsk!
What a dazzling sight!
You could get a taste of the myriad facets of life without even reading a morality tale.
The expressions on the girls' faces were like snapshots of different moments in life.
Lin Yu opened his mouth to say something but quickly held back.
This segment wasn't his idea.
It was all our brilliant little host!
Since she could come up with such an excellent idea, the process of cueing should certainly be left to her.
Maomao stared at the newly drawn badge for what felt like ages, her cheeks gradually warming.
So much so that she didn't even notice Lin Yu looking at her.
Lin Yu: "???"
What's Maomao doing?
No next move?
What treasure did she draw to be so stunned?
"Ahem... Maomao?"
"After getting the badge, what are you supposed to do?"
"You're the host, don't wait for me to say it!"
Lin Yu had no choice but to remind her cheerfully.
Maomao snapped back to reality, finally remembering what she should be doing now.
"Sorry, I was a bit distracted just now."
"Everyone who drew a badge, please wear it."
"And starting with 'I am the birthday boy's...', please reveal your respective identities."
"Also, briefly talk about what you usually do with the birthday boy. Make sure it fits the identity you drew!"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Oh ho?
If Lin Yu had known that Maomao's arrangements would be this on point, he would have never dared to complain about her, even secretly.
This segment is just too perfect!
Although no one would take it seriously to heart.
But having to state their relationship with Lin Yu right in front of him...
That feeling is truly something else.
"Huh? We have to say it out loud in front of everyone?"
"Maomao, I don't think that's necessary!"
"Yeah, what's written on this... it's just a joke, no need to read it out, right?"
"Hahaha, I think it's kinda fun. What did you all draw anyway?"
"..."
The scene instantly became incredibly lively.
Those who drew safe cards looked on with glee.
They were all eager, waiting for everyone to flip their cards one by one.
Maomao looked at everyone, feeling conflicted.
Some wanted to follow the rules, while others were too embarrassed and reluctant.
Although she made the rules, she didn't want to force everyone to cooperate with her alone.
Maomao suddenly froze: "!!!"
It seems...
When the person she's facing is Lin Yu, does she not have this kind of inner conflict in her heart?
Hmm...
Ying'er's earlier question echoed in her mind once again.
What exactly is Lin Yu's place in her heart?
Maomao hadn't thought about it carefully, or rather, hadn't seriously come to a conclusion.
Seeing Maomao fall silent.
Lin Yu seized the opportunity to make a big deal out of it:
"It's Maomao's first time being a host, everyone, cut her some slack."
"Who doesn't have a first time?"
"How about this..."
"Let's all go by our own feelings. If you're willing to do as Maomao said, we'll follow along."
"If you're not willing, that's fine too, it's no big deal."
"Let's start with Aunt Ruxue!"
Du Ruxue nodded emphatically twice.
Really felt like a letdown.
That cunning Lin Yu!
So young yet with such schemes!
First, he pushes the troubled Maomao out, morally kidnapping the entire apartment.
Then, he sets himself up as the good guy, making it seem like things are really as easygoing as he says.
In reality.
Any girl who has even a slightly favorable impression of Maomao wouldn't truly disrespect her.
Finally, the crucial part!
The first person to speak is important.
If someone started off as a "troublemaker," saying they were really too embarrassed and apologizing to Maomao.
Then everyone else would have a suitable "way out."
But if the first person read it out loud, respecting the rules that Maomao set.
It would also create an inertia effect, making the next person think twice before refusing.
What made Du Ruxue even more unhappy was a hidden point...
If everyone present later accepted the rules Maomao set.
Being able to accept such a nonsensical thing would mean that other content she hosts later.
Would definitely gain support more easily!
Challenging the rules would most likely not happen again.
But right here, there was still someone who could challenge the rules, even modify them.
And that was Lin Yu!
He had just practically overturned Maomao's rules with his own actions.
Now he was morally kidnapping everyone to uphold Maomao's rules.
Wasn't that just pure left-brain-right-brain rebuttal?
Choosing Du Ruxue to speak first, what could she even say...
She couldn't very well be the first to take the lead, leaving Maomao awkwardly standing there!
She could only maintain a calm demeanor and say composedly:
"Let the birthday boy experience some human warmth for once."
"Hello everyone, I am the birthday boy's... enemy."
As Du Ruxue spoke, she put on her badge.
Drawing such an identity, saying it out loud didn't carry any pressure at all.
It even came with a bit of an intimidating aura.
Making Lin Yu's back feel a chill.
If he really had such an enemy, that would be terrifying!
Immediately after.
Xia Yiwei also stepped forward, showing support for little Maomao.
“Hehe, mine is a bit ambiguous~”
"Hello everyone, I am the birthday boy's... bedmate!"
"Usually, I sleep on the right side, and little Lin Yu sleeps on the left."
After saying that.
Xia Yiwei even raised an eyebrow at Lin Yu.
Like a female rogue...
And you know what.
This identity actually fit their situation pretty well.
Didn't Xia Yiwei barge into Lin Yu's room for exactly that?
The identity matching is really quite perfect!
With 【bedmate】 coming out so soon, the atmosphere instantly lightened up a lot.
Plus.
Xia Yiwei's humorous tone made those who were still hesitant completely let down their guard.
That's right, it's just a game after all.
The girls thought about it for a moment; if anyone should be embarrassed, wouldn't it be Lin Yu?
With a bunch of wives, lovers, how troublesome!
Little did they know.
Lin Yu was actually the one truly enjoying himself.
Mo Shangying stood next to Maomao, raising the badge in her hand high.
At the same time, she grabbed Maomao's hand.
Forcing Maomao's drawn card up as well:
"Hahaha, Maomao and I drew a matching CP set!"
"Good afternoon everyone, I am the birthday boy's... wife!"
"When our birthday boy is at home, he doesn't do anything, just lives off me!"
Ying'er's words made everyone burst into laughter again.
But Ying'er didn't mind at all, still urging Maomao:
"Maomao, hurry up and say what you are!"
Maomao didn't have a heart as big as Ying'er's, and said with a red face:
"Hello everyone, I am the birthday boy's... lover!"
"When the birthday boy isn't with his wife..."
"He's with 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?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
