Ambiguous actions made Luo Yao's heart flutter—a feeling only Lin Ran could evoke.
"Dog man, hold on tight."
Dog man?
Fine, in my previous life, I guess I was kind of a dog.
After a few sips of alcohol, Lin Ran began to feel lightheaded and had many things he wanted to let out.
Luo Yao's eyes narrowed slightly; she knew Lin Ran's alcohol tolerance was terrible.
Sip after sip, until the entire bottle was empty, Lin Ran was spinning around in a daze.
"Wife! You… are you upset about something? Why are you flying in the sky?"
Luo Yao stood up and effortlessly scooped him into her arms in a princess carry.
"Hehe! Wife, your strength is incredible! Are you going to compete in the Olympics? Why do I see two bunnies running in front of me?"
Placing Lin Ran on the bed in the bedroom, he twitched all over.
"Wife, I… I admit I can't handle it anymore; you’ve drained me dry!"
"We do it at least ten times a day—who can cope with that?"
Hearing Lin Ran's bold words, Luo Yao was silent for a moment.
However, being called "wife" repeatedly by Lin Ran made Luo Yao quite pleased.
Looks like getting him drunk could become a regular thing.
"Ran! Do you still like Liu Ruxue?"
Lin Ran suddenly sat up, startled.
"Liu Ruxue? Is she human or a ghost? You… are you Liu Ruxue?"
Lin Ran's gaze at Luo Yao began to blur.
Luo Yao's expression grew colder, and she thought for a moment before speaking in a coquettish voice.
"It's me, Lin Ran brother! Don't you love me anymore?" As she spoke, she reached out to steady him, fearing he might fall.
Who would have thought that Lin Ran's reaction was as though he had touched something filthy.
"Don’t touch me… I’m afraid Luo Yao won’t like me if I get dirty!"
Luo Yao?
She liked this name; in fact, she liked every term of endearment Lin Ran had for her.
"Who is Luo Yao?"
Lin Ran: "Stop touching me, stop touching me—I’ll have to wash later!"
"Luo Yao is… my wife! My master, my heaven… the person I love most."
"And also the person who loves me the most in this world!"
Luo Yao froze, unable to believe these words had come out of Lin Ran's mouth.
If he truly loved her so much, why had he never shown it before, even always seeming to despise and fear her?
Looking at Lin Ran's state, Luo Yao narrowed her eyes.
Was he faking it?
Or was it the classic scenario where a man's seven parts are drunk, and his three parts are acting, till you cry?
"Ran! I’m Ruxue! Do you really not love me anymore?"
Lin Ran: "I love… I love you less than I love a dog…" After uttering these words, Lin Ran collapsed onto the bed.
Watching Lin Ran peacefully fall asleep, Luo Yao gently undressed him and covered him with a blanket with utmost tenderness.
Overwhelmed by fatigue or truly drunk, Lin Ran seemed to witness his past life.
He saw the woman who had gone mad for him.
——"Ran, I’ve caught you; I want to marry you… take me!"
"Why won’t you listen? Why don’t you want to marry me?"
"If Ran doesn’t want to be with me, then let’s go to hell together!"
"Ran, be good, a little more obedient, and you won’t be in pain."
"If you run again, I’ll kill you and take out your heart and liver to put into my body."
"Ran, don’t leave me, okay! I only have you…"
"We’re married; look, I’m wearing the wedding dress for you, beautiful, isn’t it?"
"To die together with you, how wonderful…"
"When we’re down there… will you look at me a little more…"——
The final scene froze over the two of them in a crystal coffin.
It was beautiful, truly beautiful!
The thousands of lights in the city, there was indeed one waiting for me.
This is our tomb, and it’s also our home.
It’s just that my body feels a bit uncomfortable, as if it’s about to explode.
Waking up, Lin Ran's head was throbbing, and his bladder felt as if it would burst.
In the dim moonlight, he saw a beautiful, enchanting figure repeatedly coating something.
Why did that feel like a recurring scene?
"Hmmm…"
At Lin Ran's grunt, Luo Yao's movements paused.
Whether Lin Ran’s words were true, fake, or an act, they did stabilize Luo Yao’s emotions.
Otherwise, she might have gone back into that secret room, the one where she hurt herself to calm her emotions.
She diligently applied medicine to all her wounds, not wanting to miss any.
If there were scars, Ran wouldn’t like them…
She didn’t want Lin Ran to know about these things, nor did she want to show him her scars. She wanted to try her best to be the person Lin Ran liked.
But she knew she couldn’t.
"Are you thirsty?"
Lin Ran: "Luo Yao, what are you doing?"
A cold aura suddenly enveloped him, and Lin Ran shivered.
Could it be?
"Wife! What are you doing?"
The cold aura instantly disappeared, and Lin Ran internally marveled at how this was even better than air conditioning.
Luo Yao: "Nothing! Can’t sleep!"
Lin Ran got up and went to the bathroom, while Luo Yao prepared a glass of water for him.
Returning, Lin Ran was still drowning in headache and thirst.
Luo Yao: "Drink some water."
"Have my wife feed me!"
Lin Ran’s bold statement made Luo Yao pause.
But without much hesitation, Luo Yao took a big gulp of water, held it in her mouth, and kissed him, passing the cool liquid into his mouth.
Feeling the coolness being transferred, Lin Ran’s Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he slowly opened his eyes.
"Is that enough?"
"No!"
"Do you want more?"
"Yes!"
The entire glass of water was transferred to Lin Ran, who finally seemed satisfied.
If the lights were turned on at that moment, Lin Ran would be astonished to see Luo Yao’s slightly flushed cheeks.
But often, it’s in these dim, hazy moments that one can truly appreciate the beauty of the person in front of them.
"Wife!"
"Mmm!"
"You’re so beautiful!"
After a moment of silence: "Mmm!"
With that, Lin Ran once again drifted off into a dream, perhaps sparring with the God of Dreams.
Lying beside Lin Ran, Luo Yao also drifted into sleep.
A woman plagued by severe insomnia could only find brief rest when Lin Ran was by her side.
Only with Lin Ran could she grasp that fleeting feeling of tranquility.
If only she could, Luo Yao would use any means necessary to keep Lin Ran by her side, even if it were cruel.
Ran, when will you return to me…
The next day, Lin Ran woke up to become a vigorous young man once more.
This was one of the few opportunities for him to recover his energy after being reborn.
Today, Luo Yao did not go to the company, instead handling work at the manor.
She felt that spending her life with Lin Ran here wouldn’t be so bad.
But she knew she couldn’t; so she was now grasping every moment she could be with Lin Ran.
If she stopped moving forward, countless others would step over her body to rise.
By then, Lin Ran would likely meet a grim fate as well.
So she had to be ruthless, channeling her most authentic ruthlessness toward her enemies until no one could stand in her way.
Then, she could give all her tenderness to Lin Ran.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
