Lin Xuan's eyes were fixed on Su Hua's body, utterly unable to look away.
Even though he had seen Hua Bao's body countless times, he couldn't help but marvel inwardly.
Every inch of Hua Bao's body was simply perfection incarnate.
And this woman was his girlfriend.
Lin Xuan couldn't help but grin smugly at the thought.
Su Hua noticed Lin Xuan's gaze and curled her crimson lips. "Ah Xuan, do you like it?"
"Mm."
Lin Xuan nodded almost involuntarily.
Su Hua's lips curled upward uncontrollably.
Ah Xuan was obsessed with her body—how wonderful.
Su Hua guided Lin Xuan's hand to her waist. "Since Ah Xuan likes it, then enjoy it properly. It's yours, and only yours, hm?"
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
Damn!
Hua Bao, this seductive little minx!
"Let's begin, hm?" Su Hua's red lips nibbled at Lin Xuan's earlobe.
Soon, Lin Xuan was completely lost in the intoxicating pleasure unique to lovers.
An hour later,
Lin Xuan carried Su Hua out of the car. Her clothes were drenched in sweat,
her cheeks flushed,
her lips lush and tender—
clearly well-loved.
Upstairs in the bedroom,
Lin Xuan laid Su Hua on the bed. "Hua Bao, rest here for a bit. I'll get you some clothes, then we'll take a bath."
"Okay." Su Hua's eyes curved into crescents.
Lin Xuan fetched her pajamas and prepared the bathwater.
Just as he was about to carry her to the bathroom, the woman coiled around him again,
pulling him onto the bed, her soft body pressing tightly against his.
Lin Xuan looked at the petite woman atop him and couldn't help but ask, "Hua Bao, what's wrong?"
His brows furrowed.
Just moments ago, Hua Bao had seemed exhausted, her body limp and weak.
How was she so energetic now?
"The bath can wait. Ah Xuan, let's have some more fun."
With that, Su Hua sealed his lips with another kiss without giving him a chance to refuse.
From the bedroom to the bathroom, three more hours passed before Su Hua finally released Lin Xuan. Combined with the hour in the car, they had spent a full four hours entangled.
Every time Su Hua got jealous, she felt an urge to lock Lin Xuan away.
Only when they were this intimately connected did her emotions settle.
Exhausted, Su Hua curled up in Lin Xuan's arms, sleeping soundly.
She lay on her side, one arm wrapped around his waist in a clingy, dependent posture.
Lin Xuan, meanwhile, lay on his back, staring blankly at the ceiling, utterly drained.
Once again, he had been reduced to a dried-up husk—Lin "Dried" indeed.
Sigh.
Every time Hua Bao got jealous, she became insatiable. His poor kidneys couldn't take much more of this.
The thought of all those women throwing themselves at him made his head throb.
Damn it.
Couldn't they just leave him alone?
Meanwhile, the shadow guards had received orders from Jiang Qing.
"Secretary Jiang, are they highly skilled? Or are they connected to Su Sheng?" the shadow guards asked curiously.
Usually, they were sent to deal with assassins or troublesome figures.
This time, Secretary Jiang was ordering them to beat up a bunch of college students?
They wondered if these students had some special background.
"No," Jiang Qing shook her head. "They're ordinary people, likely with no combat skills at all."
"Huh?" The shadow guards were even more confused. "Secretary Jiang, what did they do?"
Sending elite shadow guards to rough up a bunch of defenseless college students—wasn't that beneath them?
Jiang Qing: "During today's basketball game, they deliberately tripped Young Master Lin, trying to make him fall."
"What?!"
The shadow guards erupted in fury upon hearing this.
Young Master Lin was their treasure.
How dare they target him?
Had they lost their minds?
"Secretary Jiang, don't worry. We'll beat them until they question their life choices," the shadow guards vowed, pounding their chests.
If they dared harm Young Master Lin, they deserved to be pummeled beyond recognition.
"Do as you see fit. Chairman Su's only condition is that they don't die," Jiang Qing reminded.
"Understood."
The shadow guards split into teams and set off to deal with the Yundu University basketball team members.
Some were at home watching TV when shadow guards barged in and beat them senseless.
Others were walking down the street when shadow guards muffled their screams, dragged them into secluded spots, and unleashed their wrath.
Meanwhile,
After the basketball game, Lin Li had gone to the Jiang Family for dinner, chatted with Grandpa Jiang for a while, then drove back to the Lin Family.
As he reached a quieter stretch of road, an inexplicable dread crept into Lin Li's heart. He instinctively pressed the accelerator, speeding up.
"Screech—!"
A sharp brake sound pierced the air as two cars abruptly blocked his path.
"Screech—!"
Another brake screech.
Lin Li turned to see two more cars closing in from behind.
Terror surged through him.
These people were clearly after him—and their intentions were far from good.
What did they want?
Suppressing his fear, Lin Li's mind raced for a solution, sweat beading on his forehead.
Memories of his past torment flooded back—the captivity, the torture, the moment they had taken everything from him.
He clenched his fists.
This time, he couldn't let them capture him!
But… they had cut off every escape route. How could he possibly flee?
Despair flickered in his eyes.
The shadow guards stepped out of their cars, smirking coldly at Lin Li.
"Get out," one of them rapped on Lin Li's window, voice icy.
Lin Li sat frozen in his seat.
Snapping back to reality, he tried to call the police—but for some reason, the call wouldn't go through.
"What's going on?"
His hands trembled.
Weren't emergency calls supposed to work even without signal? Why couldn't he even reach the police?
The shadow guard watching him attempt the call let out a derisive snort.
Did he really think they'd let him call for help?
Losing patience, the shadow guard smashed the window with a tool.
"Crash—!"
"What do you want?!" Lin Li's voice shook.
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.”
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
