The clatter of the sliding door closing finally put Lin Yu's mind at ease.
Mao Ruirui probably wasn't overthinking things; she just wanted to get Lin Yu settled in first.
At the very least, she wanted him to rest comfortably without suffering too much.
They had gone out to eat with others, and Lin Yu had come back drunk.
How could Mao Ruirui stay out of it?
She felt compelled to take responsibility for looking after him.
Lin Yu had seen Mao Ruirui's little resting room before.
However, he had never been inside to rest; this was his first time being brought in.
The room contained only a single bed and a small floor lamp.
There was nothing else.
It was simple, yet it felt very secure.
Especially on a scorching summer afternoon, having such a highly private little room for a nap...
One could only imagine how comfortable and sweet that sleep would be!
"Xiao Yu, lie down first and get some rest."
"I'll go get some lemon water. Do you want ice, or room temperature?"
Mao Ruirui asked thoughtfully.
Even while preparing lemon water, she didn't forget to ask his preference.
Lin Yu wasn't a woman; in the summer, of course he wanted it iced.
Slurring his words slightly, he replied:
"Iced. Iced is good... very good. It's hot enough today as it is."
As he spoke, Lin Yu made a show of wiping sweat from his forehead, even though there wasn't any.
Whether there was actual sweat didn't matter; what mattered was conveying the message that he was hot, which had to be communicated clearly.
Mao Ruirui glanced outside the door and walked out quickly:
"Okay, I'll bring it right over. Xiao Yu, don't move around too much. Lie down, or lean back a bit."
"I'll turn the AC down now so it won't be so hot in a moment."
The moment Mao Ruirui left the room, Lin Yu's eyes instantly cleared.
He took out his phone and switched it to silent mode.
At a time like this, he absolutely could not be disturbed.
Silencing his phone seemed like a small detail, but it was crucial.
In his experiences over the past few days, there had been plenty of moments ruined by phone interruptions.
For an impromptu date that relied entirely on playing things by ear, interruptions were strictly forbidden. A phone call now would be a fatal disruption.
After dealing with his phone, Lin Yu pulled his short-sleeved shirt up.
Taking it off completely would seem too frivolous and explicit.
It might make Mao Ruirui uncomfortable or make her suspect his intentions.
But pulling it up halfway...
Well, wasn't it just because it was too hot?
He had just emphasized that point, after all.
Mao Ruirui wasn't gone long before she returned to the small room carrying a glass of iced lemon water.
She also brought a chair with her.
If Lin Yu was lying on the single bed, there wouldn't be any space left for her to sit.
Standing next to him the whole time would create a sense of pressure and make things awkward.
Should she just leave? Mao Ruirui didn't feel safe doing that.
Someone who had drunk too much was very likely to vomit.
Mao Ruirui had once read news online about a drunk man choking to death on his own vomit.
That story had left a deep impression on her.
Facing a similar situation today, Mao Ruirui absolutely would not let any trouble befall Lin Yu.
At this time of day, there wasn't anything urgent to do in the pet shop.
There were basically no customers.
Regulars would message her before coming, so she didn't need to worry about missing any VIPs.
Besides.
How could any customer compare to Lin Yu right here in front of her?
If she had to choose, the answer was obvious.
Seeing Mao Ruirui bring the chair in, Lin Yu felt reassured.
Wasn't the meaning obvious?
She was planning to sit and keep him company!
This actually made Lin Yu's next moves much easier to execute.
Gulp, gulp... gulp, gulp...
Lin Yu dashingly downed the lemon water in one go, leaving only the ice and lemon slices.
He drank so fast that he finished it before he could even taste the sourness.
Seeing this, Mao Ruirui stood up hurriedly:
"Do you feel better? I'll go get another glass!"
The moment she stood up, Lin Yu reached out.
He grabbed Mao Ruirui's wrist, stopping her from rising:
"No need, I can't drink anymore... Ruirui, stay with me for a while..."
Mao Ruirui's heart skipped a beat. She blinked and sat back down, responding immediately:
"Okay, I... I won't go."
She naturally wouldn't refuse Lin Yu's request.
But she didn't expect that...
Mere words weren't enough to satisfy Lin Yu.
He lay down on the bed, but placed his head right on Mao Ruirui's lap.
This startled Mao Ruirui!
It wasn't Lin Yu's sudden clinginess that scared her.
It was that she was sitting a few fist-lengths away from the edge of the bed.
Lin Yu's sudden move ignored the distance completely; he just flopped down.
Worried he would fall, Mao Ruirui had to awkwardly shuffle her legs forward.
She pressed them tightly against the edge of the bed to catch Lin Yu.
"Phew..."
Mao Ruirui looked up and let out a soft breath.
What could she say to a drunk man?
Telling him to be careful would fall on deaf ears right now.
It was better to just stay by his side and make sure nothing went wrong.
"Ruirui, don't go..."
Lin Yu knew exactly how to manipulate the mood.
The words coming out of his mouth were cheesy lines he would never say when sober.
It made Mao Ruirui feel warm and happy inside, so giddy she almost lost her bearings.
She stroked Lin Yu's hair and replied:
"I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere."
"Xiao Yu, are you feeling a bit better now?"
"Are you still thirsty?"
Mao Ruirui asked gently, showing her full concern.
Lin Yu shook his head and said with his eyes closed:
"No more, I really can't drink anymore. The liquor today felt spicier than usual."
"Ruirui, don't you drink... I'll drink for you... I'll do the drinking..."
A man in this state, speaking such words, was performing at a god-tier level.
As long as the woman had even the slightest affection for him, he could easily capture her heart.
And in this case.
Mao Ruirui's affection was far more than just 'slight'!
Hearing this.
Mao Ruirui immediately smiled and replied:
"Okay, I'll listen to you. I won't drink."
"But can you listen to me next time and not drink so much?"
"Drinking too much really hurts your body, and it seems like you've been drinking constantly these past few days."
Looking at Lin Yu's profile, Mao Ruirui couldn't resist placing her hand on his face.
Usually.
They never had the chance to be alone like this.
Let alone engage in such intimate, ambiguous interaction.
Come to think of it.
She should probably thank this accidental drunkenness for giving her the opportunity to spend some time alone with Lin Yu.
Hearing Lin Yu say such emotional things brought her great comfort.
Suddenly.
Lin Yu's hand covered hers, firmly grasping Mao Ruirui's hand and preventing her from pulling it away from his face.
Mao Ruirui: "!!!"
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!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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?!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
