And so, every now and then, Su Hua would press her lips to Lin Xuan’s, claiming she was "feeding" him.
Once again, Su Hua transferred a piece of oyster into Lin Xuan’s mouth before pulling away, her cheeks flushed a deep red.
Lin Xuan had already been stirred by Su Hua’s teasing, his desires simmering beneath the surface. Suppressing the heat rising within him, he said in a hoarse voice, "Hua Bao, if you want to feed me, you can just use your hands."
There was no need to use her mouth.
He was afraid he might lose control.
"No can do," Su Hua replied, her crimson lips curving into a smirk. "I’ll need my hands later, so they should rest now. Can’t let them get tired."
Lin Xuan: "..."
Was she implying what he thought she was? Was she?
But judging by the outfit Su Hua was wearing, she must have planned to seduce him from the start.
Damn.
His kidneys were in trouble.
After dinner, as Lin Xuan moved to clear the dishes, Su Hua pulled him down onto the sofa with her.
Thump-thump-thump!
Lin Xuan’s heart pounded wildly.
His mind replayed Su Hua’s earlier words—her hands couldn’t get tired…
Su Hua’s slender, delicate fingers guided his hand to the buttons of her blouse.
"Good boy, undo them, hmm?" Her soft voice carried a bewitching allure.
"Okay." Lin Xuan’s fingers trembled as he unfastened the buttons.
The sight beneath was immediately revealed.
Lin Xuan: !!!
She was wearing that kind of black lingerie underneath?!
Teasingly sheer, barely concealing anything.
Paired with her snow-white skin, it was an intoxicating temptation.
Hell!
If this kept up, he really might get a nosebleed!
Su Hua was thoroughly pleased by his reaction, the amusement in her eyes deepening.
Her soft hands took his again, leading them to the clasp of her skirt. "A-Xuan, keep going, hmm?"
Lin Xuan could only comply, unfastening the skirt’s button before peeling away the black stockings.
Legs, glowing and impossibly long, were unveiled before him.
Lin Xuan chanted mental mantras of restraint, barely keeping his desires in check.
Until—
The skirt and blouse pooled completely on the floor.
Lin Xuan stared at the woman sprawled on the sofa, clad only in provocative lingerie. His feet rooted to the spot, his gaze locked onto Su Hua, unable to look away.
His mind raced with one thought—Where did Hua Bao learn these seductive tricks…?
He couldn’t take it…
The enchantress watched her beloved man’s dazed expression, satisfaction curling in her eyes.
A-Xuan was utterly entranced by her.
Su Hua couldn’t be more grateful for her striking beauty and alluring figure—at least she could use them to please A-Xuan.
The siren stretched on the sofa, looping her arms around Lin Xuan’s neck and pulling him flush against her.
"Do you like me like this, A-Xuan?" Su Hua arched a delicate brow.
"Y-yes," Lin Xuan stammered, swallowing hard.
"Then enjoy me properly," she murmured with a smirk.
As their lips met again, a shadow flickered in Su Hua’s mind—the relentless messages from the "Shāng" organization, wrapping her in unease.
She had originally planned to let A-Xuan rest these days, so that when her performance came, they could indulge in bed for hours.
But… she couldn’t wait anymore.
Only by drowning with A-Xuan in desire, binding his heart and body to hers, could she suppress the gnawing dread.
"A-Xuan, you’re mine…"
"Forever."
"No matter what happens, you’ll never leave me, and I’ll never let you go."
"So be good, A-Xuan. Don’t even think about running away."
"Or I’ll have no choice but to lock you up… forever."
In a haze, Lin Xuan felt Su Hua’s lips brush his ear as she whispered those unsettling words.
Later, the two lay tangled on the bed in the lounge.
Su Hua had fallen asleep in Lin Xuan’s arms, her breathing steady.
Lin Xuan stroked her silky hair, frowning in confusion.
What’s going on?
Why did Hua Bao say those things?
And why does she suddenly think I’d leave her?
He tried to slip out of bed to ask Jiang Qing about Su Hua’s state, but the moment he shifted, Su Hua’s arms tightened around him, clinging possessively.
Resigned, Lin Xuan stayed, soon succumbing to exhaustion himself and sinking into sleep.
Su Hua awoke at some point, her eyes snapping open—sharp, dark, and filled with a violent edge.
Then she registered the warmth enveloping her.
Her gaze traveled upward, landing on Lin Xuan’s handsome face.
Instantly, her expression softened.
A-Xuan is here with me.
Her fingers traced the lines of his brows, eyes, nose, lips…
Every part of A-Xuan was crafted to her liking.
A smile tugged at her lips—
Ding.
Her phone buzzed with a new message. She picked it up, scanned the contents, and her smile froze.
Shāng again.
Her eyes turned stormy.
I won’t let them ruin what A-Xuan and I have.
She inhaled deeply, forcing down the fury, but her gaze on Lin Xuan burned with raw possessiveness.
"A-Xuan, you’re mine."
"Mine…"
Her fingertips lingered on his face as she repeated the words like a mantra.
"President Su."
Jiang Qing hurried into the office, clutching an envelope.
Finding the room empty but Lin Xuan still present, she knew Su Hua must be with him in the lounge.
Normally, Jiang Qing would never dare interrupt their private moments—that was practically asking for death.
But this involved "Shāng," and Su Hua took that name very seriously. Jiang Qing couldn’t delay.
She dialed Su Hua’s number.
"What is it?" Su Hua’s voice was ice.
"President Su, I’ve received an envelope… marked with the character ‘Shāng.’"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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!
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?"
