Lin Yu wasn't surprised at all by Little Fufu's reaction.
He slowly turned his head and added, "What? You don't want to drink it?"
Little Fufu quickly shook her head and took the ice-cold watermelon juice from Lin Yu's hands.
The moment she touched the icy cup, the burning sensation on her hands eased significantly.
Little Fufu couldn't help but reveal a look of comfort and took a deep breath.
But then she remembered that she hadn't finished applying sunscreen on Lin Yu.
She quickly looked around, searching for a suitable place to put the cup.
Lin Yu saw through her intentions and held Little Fufu's restless hands with both of his.
Ye Mengfu: "!!!"
The sudden gesture left Little Fufu confused, and she looked at Lin Yu in astonishment.
Seeing that the timing was right, Lin Yu immediately spoke up, "I've got enough sunscreen on me, but you, Little Fufu..."
"Look at how red you are, you're about to get sunburned!"
"Let's go inside the tent, and I'll help you apply some, okay?"
Hearing this.
Ye Mengfu looked at Lin Yu suspiciously.
They went out for a picnic today to get some sun, they didn't prepare a tent, did they?
So why would Lin Yu say to go inside the tent?
Seeing Lin Yu's gaze directed behind her, Ye Mengfu shifted her line of sight to look as well.
Ye Mengfu: "!!!"
There really is a tent?!
When was this tent prepared?
Could it be that Lin Yu prepared it in advance behind her back?
Isn't this too considerate?
Little Fufu's inner voice smoothly transmitted into Lin Yu's mind.
Such an unreasonable phenomenon could easily be rationalized when it came to Little Fufu.
If Lin Yu ever wanted to deceive her, she wouldn't notice a thing.
What a kind-hearted, simple-minded silly girl.
Precisely because of this.
Lin Yu's determination to let Little Fufu enjoy herself was further strengthened.
"Let's go. You drink, and I'll help you apply it."
"After applying it, we can come back out to sunbathe, how about that?"
Lin Yu took Little Fufu's hand.
Not giving her any time to hesitate, he pulled her straight up from the ground.
Little Fufu never knew how to refuse Lin Yu, and was led inside the tent.
Just as they were about to enter the tent, Little Fufu suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Her big eyes looked at the scene inside the tent in shock...
[Ding!]
[Brilliant operation, the Holy Son's clever arrangement has deeply moved his Dao companion's heart!]
[Reward: 100 Spirit Stones]
"A mattress? Such a big mattress!"
"An electric fan?"
"A small table?"
"..."
"So many things, when exactly were they prepared?"
Little Fufu's inner voice came through again.
Preparing things in the dream world, how could Lin Yu only prepare a tent?
Of course, he had to carefully arrange everything else to go with it!
"Little Fufu, what are you looking at? Why aren't you going in?"
Lin Yu gently patted Ye Mengfu's back, gesturing for her to go in and rest first.
But Ye Mengfu stayed frozen in place, straightening her back.
Following that.
She looked down at her long legs...
Lin Yu instantly understood what Little Fufu was focusing on.
It turned out that because they had stayed outside for too long and occasionally sat on the ground.
So, Little Fufu's legs were stained with some dirt and sand.
Seeing the clean bedsheets inside the tent made her hesitate for a moment.
This level of detailed care in her interactions with him sent waves of warmth through Lin Yu's heart.
He casually grabbed at the air, and an ice-cold wet towel appeared in his hand.
"Little Fufu, let me help you wipe it clean."
"It's perfect, we can wipe off the dust first so it's easier to apply the sunscreen later."
Ye Mengfu saw this.
She quickly squatted down and said softly:
"I, I can... do it myself."
Lin Yu completely ignored her words and continued his actions.
Ye Mengfu was ultimately half a beat too slow.
She had no choice but to stand there, looking at Lin Yu with a gentle gaze.
"He, he is so attentive."
"I didn't choose the wrong person..."
"I have to treat him twice as well!"
Ye Mengfu silently told herself in her heart.
She naturally didn't know that her silly inner monologue could be heard not only by her, but also by the person squatting beneath her.
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?"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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...
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?"
