Xiang Tiange looked absolutely adorable when she puffed her cheeks in anger.
The more a girl had this kind of personality, the more boys loved to tease and play around with her.
Lin Yu casually took out a small bag of candy and stuffed it into Xiang Tiange's hand.
Even though her mouth was saying she couldn't be coaxed.
Xiang Tiange's eyes were very honest.
The moment she saw the candy, they immediately curved into happy little crescents.
She couldn't help but laugh, Give me a break, hahaha!
When did you prepare this? You're quite the schemer.
It sounded like a reproach.
But as she spoke, Xiang Tiange opened the candy bag and happily started eating.
Lin Yu shrugged and said:
Hey, hey, hey, how is this scheming?
You have to look at who was put in charge of the snacks.
That is the infamous Chi Qingchi, our apartment's very own famous foodie!
If I didn't set some aside in advance, would there be any left for us later?
It sounded like a joke, but he actually meant it.
Xiaochi's destructive power when it came to snacks was universally acknowledged.
Since Xiang Tiange was so familiar with her, how could she not know about her extraordinary talent.
When the lively Xiaochi suddenly disappeared from the crowd.
It was more than likely she went off to secretly eat!
With a sweet piece of candy in her mouth, Xiang Tiange glanced at Lin Yu, then quickly looked away.
After a short while, she looked over again.
Lin Yu asked, puzzled:
What is wrong? Is there something on my face?
Xiang Tiange pursed her lips and asked in a low voice:
Do... do you want a piece of candy?
Lin Yu: !!!
Although there were still many pieces left in the bag.
With Lin Yu's emotional intelligence, how could he not understand...
The candy Xiang Tiange was talking about was definitely not the ones left in the bag.
The allure of this young girl was completely different from that of the nurse sister or the antique sister.
It belonged to another dimension of top-tier wicked temptation!
Once a person was tainted by it, it was impossible to resist.
Last time he took Xiang Tiange home, he only received a blown kiss as a reward.
It seemed that today...
There was a chance to go a step further!
Worried that the silly goose was deliberately playing with him, Lin Yu did not lean in right away.
Instead, he grabbed the wrist she was using to hold the candy bag.
This way.
Even if she was waiting for Lin Yu to make a fool of himself and wanted to use a piece of candy from the bag to brush him off, she would not have the chance.
Xiang Tiange held her breath: !!!
That Lin Yu!
He was not leaving her a single way out!
Was he always this domineering?
[Ding!]
[God-tier move. The Holy Son's domineering action has caused the Hehuan Sect Nishang Emissary's heart to flutter!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Hearing the system prompt.
Lin Yu knew he had succeeded this time.
He said calmly:
Of course I want some. Who does not like sweet things?
What flavor is it?
A rosy blush spread across Xiang Tiange's face, her eyes clear and captivating.
Staring straight into Lin Yu's eyes, she said:
I do not know, I have never had it either.
But you on the other hand...
You have so much candy, you must eat it often, right?
Lin Yu smiled and furrowed his brows:
No matter how much candy I have in my hands, it does not belong to me.
I wonder if today...
As he spoke.
Lin Yu had already leaned in right in front of Xiang Tiange's face.
The usually playful and bouncy girl now stiffened her body.
She knew that she had nowhere to run today.
She could only follow the voice in her heart and slowly close her eyes...
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!
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.”
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
