"Can I? Xuan?"
One look was enough to tell that the woman had endured to her absolute limit.
Lin Xuan also felt a pang of heartache that Su Hua had held back for so long.
Before, Su Hua used to seduce him into bed at the drop of a hat, sometimes even several times a day.
For Hua to endure for so long, she could be considered to have a lot of self-control.
"Okay, whatever Hua says." Lin Xuan nodded.
"Thank you, Xuan."
Su Hua's slender fingers guided Lin Xuan's hand to the buttons of her cheongsam.
"Good puppy, help me unbutton it, hmm?"
Lin Xuan: "Okay."
Under Su Hua's bewitchment, Lin Xuan followed her instructions step by step.
Half an hour later.
The flush on Su Hua's face faded.
But this was pure torture for Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan had been holding back the entire time.
"Hua, I'm going to the bathroom first," Lin Xuan said.
He needed to go to the bathroom and properly take care of his needs.
If this went on any longer, he would be ruined.
"You don't need to go to the bathroom."
Su Hua's fingers lingered on Lin Xuan's chest as she spoke ambiguously, "I can help Xuan take care of it."
"But, Hua, you still can't right now..."
Before Lin Xuan could finish, Su Hua curled her bright red lips into a smile. "Xuan forgot, I can help Xuan take care of it in other ways."
Lin Xuan: "..."
He almost forgot that Hua indeed had quite a few tricks up her sleeve.
"Alright, then I'll have to trouble Hua," Lin Xuan said with a hoarse voice.
Old Master Su couldn't sleep, so he wanted to go outside for a walk.
He lived on the same floor as Su Hua and Lin Xuan.
Seeing the light seeping out from the crack of their door.
Old Master Su took out his phone and checked the time.
It was almost twelve o'clock, and the lights in the room were still on. Could they be...
Old Master Su's eyes lit up, and he gossiply pressed his ear against the door.
A servant saw Old Master Su's actions and asked curiously, "Old Master, what are you..."
Old Master Su placed a finger on his lips. "Shh, be quiet."
He couldn't disturb Little Xuan and Hua'er.
After listening for ten minutes, Old Master Su didn't hear any sound coming from inside the room.
A hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes.
It seemed he was overthinking it. Hua'er and Little Xuan weren't making a great-grandson for him.
"Sigh."
Old Master Su sighed.
He wondered when he would finally be able to hold a well-behaved and soft great-grandchild.
It would be best if Hua'er gave birth to a baby girl. He would definitely raise her from a young age so she could become his sweet little darling.
Old Master Su instructed in a low voice, "Pass down the word, don't make too much noise tomorrow, it might affect Hua'er and Little Xuan's rest."
"Yes," the servant replied respectfully.
Inside the room.
Every time it was about to end, Su Hua would use various tricks to arouse Lin Xuan's interest again.
Just like that, three whole hours passed.
Lin Xuan lay on the bed, completely exhausted.
Nothing left, nothing left.
He was truly and thoroughly squeezed dry.
"Hua, wipe your hands."
Lin Xuan handed a few tissues to Su Hua.
"No need to wipe," Su Hua said with a curled lip.
No need to wipe?
Lin Xuan frowned.
He remembered that Hua was a neat freak...
Then, Lin Xuan actually saw a certain little woman lower her head, and on her hand...
Her eyes were smiling at him the whole time.
Lin Xuan: "!!!!"
After doing all this, Su Hua finally took the tissues and carefully wiped her hands.
The woman's eyes curved slightly as she said, "I really like Xuan's scent."
"Cough, cough, cough."
Lin Xuan coughed several times, not really daring to look at Su Hua anymore.
"Um, Hua," Lin Xuan said with evasive eyes, "I just sweated, I'm going to take another shower."
Su Hua raised an eyebrow and said, "Alright, go ahead, Xuan."
Lin Xuan entered the bathroom.
Before he could even lock the bathroom door, it was opened by Su Hua.
"Hua, what are you..." Lin Xuan frowned deeply.
"I haven't taken a shower either, I'll join Xuan," Su Hua said with a raised eyebrow.
She unbuttoned the cheongsam on her body, and the light green dress fell to the floor.
It revealed her fair legs and her curvy figure.
The only striking thing was the numerous red marks left on her fair skin.
Those were left behind involuntarily by him when he was aroused by a certain little woman.
Su Hua walked up to Lin Xuan with smiling eyes. "Xuan, my hands are a bit weak from helping Xuan today, I can't even hold things steadily now. Will Xuan help me wash up?"
"Okay."
What else could Lin Xuan do? He could only agree to Su Hua.
Lin Xuan was on edge, terrified that Su Hua would seduce him again.
Fortunately, Su Hua didn't cause any more trouble.
Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
After the shower, Su Hua hugged Lin Xuan and fell into a deep sleep.
Because he was too exhausted from being tossed around today, Lin Xuan also quickly closed his eyes.
Lin Xuan had originally agreed with the students of the microchip project that he would arrive at the project group at nine o'clock in the morning.
As a result.
At ten o'clock, he still hadn't shown up.
The students were talking among themselves.
"What's going on? Lin Xuan has always been quite punctual. How come an hour has passed and he still hasn't come over? Could something have happened to him?"
"I don't know, but what could happen to Lin Xuan? I guess something must have held him up."
The employees of the Su Group in the project group also saw in the company group chat that Su Hua didn't go to work in the morning.
They raised their eyebrows.
It seemed that Young Master Lin was late today because he was keeping their President Su company.
The employees of the Tianmu Group heard the conversation of the Su Group employees.
They couldn't help but grind their teeth. "Indeed, beauty leads men astray!"
Their boss rarely came to the company, probably because he had to accompany President Su.
If it weren't for President Su, their boss would definitely be very diligent in going to work at the company, instead of barely showing up a few times a month.
The Tianmu Group would definitely be developing countless times better than it is now.
The employees of the Su Group retorted indignantly, "Young Master Lin is the real beauty leading people astray. Before, our President Su wished she could eat, dress, and live in the company. Now that she has Young Master Lin, unless it's absolutely necessary, she absolutely won't work overtime, and she often arrives late and leaves early."
If possible, President Su would definitely abandon the company and go live their own little life.
"Let me tell you, President Su and Young Master Lin are a match made in heaven. Don't even think about breaking them up!"
Ever since President Su and Young Master Lin got together, President Su's temper had improved significantly.
Their days had also become much easier.
If anyone dared to break them up, they would fight them tooth and nail!
The employees of the Tianmu Group fell silent.
They were just complaining a bit; they definitely wouldn't try to break them up.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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?"
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.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
