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?"
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...
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?"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
