Before Chi Qingchi even walked through the door, she had already warned Lin Yu.
He absolutely wasn’t allowed to spend any money today.
Otherwise, what kind of way would that be to thank him?
As for that—
Lin Yu didn’t argue.
He wasn’t some stubborn, old-fashioned man who had to assert his masculinity at every turn.
There was no need to fight over who paid for a little something like this.
Chi Qingchi had bought a deal for two on Meituan in advance.
39.9 yuan for a three-hour private-room experience.
It certainly sounded like a good bargain.
Even a short-stay hotel room would cost more than that.
A private cinema might not have a shower or a king-size bed, but so what?
For passionate men and women, would a bed really be what mattered?
As long as they had a place where no one else was around and were given even the slightest opportunity—
they could spark a flame all on their own!
The two of them reached the corridor at the front and looked back and forth at the room numbers above the doors.
“Did we take a wrong turn? V12 isn’t on this row. Could it be on the opposite side?”
Chi Qingchi stared in confusion at the steadily decreasing numbers.
Lin Yu pointed ahead.
“We didn’t take a wrong turn. Let’s go out first.”
“Besides this horizontal row, there’s another row running lengthwise inside.”
Chi Qingchi glanced sideways at Lin Yu, her expression suspicious.
“Wow, you seem awfully familiar with this place.”
“Little Lin, don’t tell me you come here often?”
Lin Yu speechlessly grabbed Chi Qingchi by the head and helped her tilt it upward.
“Look up. If you can’t see the signs above you, can’t you at least raise your head and read them?”
Chi Qingchi was “forced” to look up.
On one side of the wall was a diagram showing the locations of all the cinema’s rooms.
Anyone with even a little common sense could tell at a glance where they were.
“This…”
“This cinema really is something!”
“With the lighting this dark, who could even see the map?”
Chi Qingchi grumbled as she rubbed her head, then hurried toward the small private room they had reserved.
…
Upon entering Room V12, Lin Yu first skillfully locked the door from the inside.
Only then did he look around at the “mini-theater.”
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Compared with the private cinemas of ten years later, the facilities here were truly a long way behind.
The room wasn’t large, yet it had an enormous projection screen.
Since the distance between the front and back was so short, anyone who actually wanted to watch a movie would end up with an aching neck.
The row of double-seat sofa beds, on the other hand, was surprisingly comfortable.
Lin Yu seriously suspected that the owner of this cinema had never actually expected anyone to come here to watch movies.
All the investment had gone into the sofas!
“Left side or right side?”
Chi Qingchi didn’t sit down right away. Instead, she asked Lin Yu which side he wanted.
Lin Yu: “…”
When had she become so polite?
She was making it seem as though their relationship was awkward.
What difference did it make which side they sat on?
“Either is fine. Why be so particular?”
“I’ll sit here.”
Lin Yu spoke indifferently and sat down on the left.
Immediately afterward, Chi Qingchi sprang into action.
She hurried over to a small wooden table nearby.
With considerable effort, she dragged it toward the sofa.
Solid wood?
It looked like it!
Otherwise, why would such a small table be so heavy?
Lin Yu had no idea what Little Chi was planning. He stared at her in utter bewilderment and asked:
“What do you mean? Why move it?”
“You’re not going to sit on the stool—are you planning to sit on the table instead?”
“I’ll do it. Really, let me do it!”
With that,
Lin Yu was about to get up and walk over.
What was reasonable or unreasonable didn’t matter.
The first thing was to help Little Chi.
But just as Lin Yu moved, Little Chi called out loudly:
“Little Lin, don’t move. I can do it myself.”
“Today… I’m going to give you the highest level of service!”
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?"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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...
