The atmosphere was way too off.
If things continued like this, his kidneys would definitely flee again by driving off on their own.
After transforming into "Lin Dry" (exhausted state), he had just recovered from sleeping over a dozen hours—he really didn’t want to turn back into "Lin Dry" so soon!
Damn it!
As a grown man, he sometimes despised himself for being so hesitant in situations like this.
But if he forced himself to tough it out, his kidneys genuinely couldn’t take it.
"What’s wrong? Does A-Xuan dislike me? Are you refusing to take a bath with me?"
Su Hua’s fingers traced teasingly over Lin Xuan’s chest through his damp clothes.
Lin Xuan: "..."
Here we go again!
How was he supposed to answer that?
Say he disliked it? If he dared, it would mean he was asking to be locked in a dark room.
Say he didn’t dislike it?
Then he’d have no way to refuse bathing with Hua Bao.
"A-Xuan, let’s bathe together, okay?" Su Hua’s red lips brushed against Lin Xuan’s earlobe as she whispered seductively in the steamy air.
Without waiting for his answer, she began unbuttoning his shirt.
"Hua Bao, wait—" Lin Xuan caught her hand. "I don’t dislike you, I just have something urgent to take care of."
"Oh? And what might that be?"
Su Hua’s slender, jade-like fingers continued undoing his buttons one by one.
Lin Xuan scrambled for an excuse. "Recently, Starlight Group copied my company’s game exactly and launched it. I planted a virus in their system—I need to activate it so their entire game crashes."
Originally, he planned to trigger it once they started monetizing skins and heroes.
But doing it a little earlier wouldn’t hurt.
"That can wait." Su Hua smirked. "If you want their game to crash, I can have Su Corporation’s team handle it."
Lin Xuan choked.
How could he forget? Su Corporation employed a whole team of international computer experts. Working together, they could easily sabotage Starlight Group’s game without leaving a trace.
Lin Xuan gave up resisting. "Actually… it’s not that urgent. Hua Bao, I can deal with it later."
Su Hua’s lips curled.
"In that case…" She pressed her lips to his. "We can ‘bathe’ together now."
Before long, the sound of running water filled the bathroom—along with far more intimate noises.
From the bathroom to the bedroom, then the study, they indulged in each other endlessly.
By 2 a.m. the next day, the air still carried a sweet, lingering warmth.
Lin Xuan lay with Su Hua draped over him, stroking her back with a look of utter resignation.
Did Hua Bao learn all these seductive tricks from those books?
What exactly were those books teaching her?
Her techniques were so potent that even a celibate monk wouldn’t stand a chance.
"A-Xuan, how was it?" Su Hua’s face was still flushed, her eyes rimmed red and glistening as if she’d been crying.
Fresh from their passion, she looked like a soul-stealing enchantress—utterly mesmerizing.
"It was… fine." Lin Xuan couldn’t bring himself to lie.
Su Hua smiled.
Those books really taught her well. Since A-Xuan liked it, she’d have to study more.
She wanted to consume him so completely that he’d have no energy left for other women… or even their unborn child.
Unborn child: ???
Mom, how dare you put me in the same category as those women trying to seduce Dad! I’m your child, not your love rival!
By morning, Lin Xuan was the first to rise again, leaving Su Hua asleep in bed.
With classes scheduled today, he used it as an excuse to escape her clutches.
This was the last semester of his senior year—after this, Lin Xuan would graduate.
By now, he had already become a legend at Shangqing University.
When Lin Xuan pulled up in his iconic Koenigsegg, students couldn’t help but stare.
"Is that a Koenigsegg?" they whispered.
"Yep, a Koenigsegg One:1. Worth over 10 million, and you can’t even buy one just by having the money."
"Tch, what a waste. Just brand hype. Spending that much on a car? Only fools with too much cash would do that," one newcomer sneered, jealousy dripping from his voice.
"You must be a transfer student. Don’t you know? This was a gift from CEO Su to Lin Xuan. And CEO Su—who do you think she is? The head of the world’s top corporation. For her, 10 million is like pocket change to regular folks."
The speaker couldn’t hide his envy.
What kind of magic did Lin Xuan use to make CEO Su adore him so much?
Back then, everyone was certain Su Hua was just toying with him. Yet here they were, over a year later, still going strong.
And Lin Xuan had only grown more deserving of her.
A computer genius, he’d founded his own company, with its literature and entertainment divisions now leading the industry.
Especially "Tiger Voice"—the top short-video platform in the country, integrating shopping, live streams, and ads.
The revenue from these ventures had Tianmu Group rolling in profits.
And Lin Xuan was only 22!
"Wait, CEO Su? As in… Su Corporation? The global giant?" The transfer student’s eyes bulged.
Even he had heard of the infamous CEO Su—a stunning but ruthless young woman known for her zero tolerance for distractions, especially men.
Rumors claimed she cared only for business, never romance.
Yet she had a boyfriend?!
"Just who is this guy to win over the CEO of Su Corporation?" the transfer student muttered in disbelief.
The other student grinned mysteriously. "Stick around. You’ll see."
Meanwhile, female students erupted into screams at the sight of Lin Xuan’s car.
"Ahhh! It’s Lin Xuan! My crush! He’s here! AHHH!"
"What lucky day is this? Lin Xuan actually came to campus, and I got to see him! I’m buying a lottery ticket after class—today’s my day!"
Every girl froze in place, eyes locked on the Koenigsegg.
Lin Xuan braked and stepped out.
"AHHH—!"
Another wave of shrieks tore through the crowd.
"Has anyone else noticed? Lin Xuan got even hotter since the last time we saw him!"
"Right?! So handsome it makes my heart race! I need to take every chance to see him now. Once he graduates, we might never get to see him again!"
The girls swooned unabashedly.
Humans are visual creatures, and Lin Xuan outshone even male celebrities. Combined with his brilliance, he’d effortlessly become the campus heartthrob.
Many girls secretly idolized him or treated him as their dream crush.
"What’s going on? Why are these girls so worked up?" A bespectacled professor frowned in confusion.
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?"
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.”
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?"
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.
