Lin Yu curled his lips into a smile.
Such a trivial matter made Little Fufu want to repay him doubly.
This silly girl was truly incredibly naive.
Ye Mengfu felt the cold towel wiping her legs, but her restless heart simply couldn't calm down.
Even though she and Lin Yu had already experienced... so many things together!
Yet, even simple physical contact still made her heart race and her emotions tense up.
It was only because the other person was Lin Yu that she could comfortably accept all of this.
She even felt...
It was so good to have Lin Yu!
"All wiped clean. Can we go in now?"
Lin Yu reminded her again.
Ye Mengfu softly said, "Thank you," and followed Lin Yu into the tent.
Even she couldn't tell if the temperature inside the tent was actually low, or if it was just her mind playing tricks on her.
Before she even sat down inside the tent, the hot, burning sensation on her body vanished without a trace.
Naturally, this was all Lin Yu's doing!
Knowing full well that Little Fufu had neglected her own sensitive skin while applying sunscreen for him.
Lin Yu obviously had to prepare properly and prioritize her comfort.
Although there was no visible air conditioner in the tent, Lin Yu manipulated the temperature, keeping it at around twenty degrees Celsius.
This was his first time trying such an operation in the dream world, and it was much easier than he had imagined.
Sitting down, Little Fufu clearly revealed her nervousness and shyness.
Smart as she was.
She had probably already guessed what might happen in a little while.
Getting her to keep a calm state of mind was not going to be easy.
Realizing this, Lin Yu naturally wouldn't let Little Fufu remain completely tense right from the start.
He didn't rush things; instead, he took out the sunscreen and genuinely started to apply it for Little Fufu.
"Little Fufu, don't be so nervous. Relax a bit."
"If you sit up so straight, there will be spots on your back that I can't reach."
"It's just the two of us here right now..."
"Is there anything I haven't seen?"
Ye Mengfu: "!!!"
Taken literally, what Lin Yu said wasn't crossing the line.
They had already done much more intimate things before.
How could a trivial matter like applying sunscreen to her back be considered a big deal?
But hearing it said in Lin Yu's tone made Ye Mengfu incredibly shy.
The next moment.
Ye Mengfu's inner thoughts were secretly overheard by Lin Yu again:
"It seems Lin Yu is right..."
"He has already seen... everything."
"I should be more, more natural, right?"
After her inner thoughts ceased.
Little Fufu's next move truly made Lin Yu's blood boil.
She took the cooling blanket from the mattress, folded it into a plump square, and placed it in front of her.
Then.
She slowly lay face down on the cooling blanket, causing her already thin short-sleeved shirt to ride up.
It exposed her snow-white skin, which sharply contrasted with her sunburned areas!
Lin Yu couldn't help but gasp, forcing himself to calm down.
He was an experienced veteran, after all!
How could he lose his mind over such a tiny bit of stimulation?
Stay calm, stay calm, I can't be impulsive right now.
For the introverted Ye Mengfu, gathering the courage to make such a bold move was incredibly difficult.
Feeling that Lin Yu hadn't made a move for a long time, Ye Mengfu's cheeks burned hot, and she didn't dare to look up.
Lin Yu wasn't the only one lacking composure.
Ye Mengfu was the same.
She quickly buried her face in the cooling blanket.
As long as she couldn't see, there was no need to be embarrassed!
However, her slightly trembling body still invisibly revealed her inner shyness.
Lin Yu steadied the sunscreen and drew an even line straight down her spine.
The moment of contact.
Her trembling became even more pronounced.
Lin Yu had noticed this issue before.
No matter how many times he and Little Fufu had private physical contact.
Every time they went on a date again, Little Fufu would still be just like when they first met; she simply couldn't hide her inner nervousness.
It was exactly this trait that made the inexplicable feelings in Lin Yu's heart grow stronger.
He wasn't afraid of encountering a scheming girl who would use every trick in the book on him.
He was only afraid of encountering a sincere girl who, using the most genuine and straightforward methods, would make him surrender without a fight.
A girl like this didn't have any schemes or tactics at all.
As long as someone treated her well, she would repay them doubly.
Even an experienced master fears a flurry of random punches.

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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!

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

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.”