Lin Yu was not surprised at all by Little Fufu's reaction.
He was more concerned about the buzzing sound from just a moment ago.
As expected.
As Little Fufu woke up, the buzzing sound faded away.
This meant that the dream world had finally stabilized.
Taking advantage of Little Fufu's apologetic state...
Lin Yu finally could not suppress the restless little beast in his heart.
He walked over to Little Fufu, gently stroked her cheek, and smiled.
"Haha, why are you apologizing to me?"
"Falling asleep when we are alone together just shows that you trust me completely. That is why you can be so relaxed, right?"
"I am more than happy about it. I am not the least bit upset."
[Ding!]
[Brilliant move. The Holy Son's love and sincerity have deeply touched his Dao companion!]
[Reward: 100 Spirit Stones]
Seeing that the mood was just right.
Lin Yu gently pulled Little Fufu into his arms.
Being so moved, Little Fufu naturally would not refuse him.
She leaned comfortably into his embrace.
Immediately after.
Came their familiar, lingering passionate kiss. Everything fell into place naturally...
...
A long time later.
Ye Mengfu woke up in her own bedroom.
Her mind was still filled with images of Lin Yu by her side.
In her groggy state, she reached out and hugged whatever was in front of her tightly.
"Little Fu, oof!"
An exclamation instantly snapped the half-asleep Ye Mengfu back to reality.
She sat up abruptly in bed, relying on muscle memory to turn on the small lamp on the nightstand.
Mo Shangying rubbed her eyes with a wronged expression, slowly sitting up in bed beside her.
"Little Fufu, did you have a terrible nightmare?"
"You squeezed so hard just now!"
"I really almost suffocated, cough, cough..."
Ye Mengfu's head spun. "!!!"
She even stopped breathing, not daring to make a sound.
The things she had done with Lin Yu in her dream...
Ying'er did not notice anything strange, did she?
She had slept so soundly that she completely forgot Ying'er was sleeping in her bed today!
If she had only made some weird movements, that might still be a good thing.
She could easily cover it up with an excuse.
But if she had said something strange in her sleep, or made some weird noises...
The consequences would be unimaginable!
Ye Mengfu's brain completely short-circuited. She did not dare respond to Ying'er.
She had no idea what Ying'er might say next.
In reality.
Ye Mengfu was completely overthinking it.
While she was sleeping, Mo Shangying had been fast asleep as well.
Even if she had mumbled something, with Ying'er's ability to sleep through a thunderstorm, there was no way she would have heard it.
Ye Mengfu normally knew Ying'er's habits very well.
But the current situation made her far too nervous.
So much so that Ye Mengfu did not have the time to think things through.
How could she remember any habits at a time like this!
Initially, Mo Shangying had not thought much of it.
But seeing Ye Mengfu's anxious appearance now, she immediately sensed that something was off.
She revealed a sly smile, touched her own neck, and deliberately said:
"Hmm? Little Fu, is this mark on my neck from you kissing me in your sleep?"
"So it turns out you like... my type?"
It had to be said.
When it came to handling a flustered Ye Mengfu, Mo Shangying definitely had her ways.
With just a simple bluff, she baited Ye Mengfu into completely exposing herself on the spot.
Ye Mengfu quickly leaned closer to Mo Shangying, waving her hands repeatedly as she said:
"No, it is not..."
"Ying'er, I was not... I was just, just dreaming..."
This time, it was Mo Shangying's turn to be shocked.
She understood Ye Mengfu too well.
She would only show this kind of expression and rush to explain when she was caught red-handed.
Moreover.
Listening to Ye Mengfu's tone, she did not even question the claim about leaving a mark on her neck.
She simply pushed the blame for the action onto the fact that she was dreaming!
So that means...
What kind of dream would cause someone to do such a thing?
The answer was self-evident!
So it turns out that even the innocent Little Fufu would have such wild, youthful dreams!
What Mo Shangying was even more curious about was...
Who could be the male lead in this dream?
Maintaining a look of having expected this all along, she said casually:
"So it was a dream. That is fine, I forgive your rudeness."
Hearing Mo Shangying's words, Ye Mengfu visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
Right after that.
Mo Shangying pressed further:
"As a condition for my forgiveness, Little Fu..."
"At least tell me, what exactly were you dreaming about?"
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!
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?!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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?"
