The woman's dark hair cascaded across the snow-white sofa. At this moment, she was wearing a white shirt and a pencil skirt, exuding an innate charm.
"Gulp!" Lin Xuan swallowed hard.
He felt like he had dug a hole for himself again! Right now, he really wanted to pounce on Su Hua, but, but...
"Ah Xuan, how about we stay in the office today?" Su Hua's hands teased Lin Xuan provocatively.
She had wanted to do this for a long time.
She loved being close to her Ah Xuan, not because she was overly lustful, but because she felt truly connected to him when they were inseparable. It gave her a sense of security.
Lin Xuan: "No."
"Ah Xuan, you've grown bolder, daring to defy me, huh?" Su Hua narrowed her eyes dangerously.
Lin Xuan remained unbothered: "Hua Bao, don’t forget, it’s your time of the month."
He dared to pin her against the wall and kiss her because of this very reason—Su Hua could only look but not touch him.
Seeing the frustration on her face, Lin Xuan felt a sense of satisfaction. He had finally turned the tables for once!
Su Hua bit Lin Xuan's lip lightly in resignation. "I’ll let you off this time, but next time, Ah Xuan, you won’t be so lucky."
By the time they sat up from the sofa, their clothes and hair were in disarray.
"You still have work this afternoon, Hua Bao. Go take a nap," Lin Xuan said gently.
"Stay with me," Su Hua pleaded, her beautiful eyes fixed on him.
"Alright," Lin Xuan nodded.
As they walked into the restroom, Su Hua suddenly pushed the door open, then slammed it shut again with a loud "bang."
"What’s wrong?" Lin Xuan asked, puzzled.
"Wait a moment before coming in."
Su Hua entered the restroom first. When Lin Xuan finally stepped inside, all the photos on the wall had been taken down by Su Hua.
She was afraid these things might scare her Ah Xuan.
Lin Xuan pretended not to notice and lay down on the bed with Su Hua. Su Hua, who often suffered from insomnia and never napped during the day, fell into a deep sleep within a minute of Lin Xuan lying beside her.
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan slipped into his inner space to write novels, practice martial arts, compose songs, and work on computer programming.
Compared to Su Hua, he felt like a failure. He needed to grow quickly, to become a man Su Hua could rely on.
By 1:40 PM, Lin Xuan prepared to get up for class.
Su Hua’s arm was tightly wrapped around his waist, her face buried in his chest.
"Don’t go, Ah Xuan. Stay with me," Su Hua murmured sleepily, her voice soft and sweet.
"Hua Bao, be good. I have to go to class," Lin Xuan coaxed her gently.
"You don’t need to go. I’ll make a call," Su Hua said, picking up her phone and dialing the school principal.
"Su, Su Hua, what can I do for you?" The principal was both shocked and honored—it was the first time Su Hua had personally called him.
"Ah Xuan needs to stay with me for a nap. He won’t be attending class this afternoon."
!!!!
The principal was stunned. Was this what he thought it meant?
Ahem.
He should keep his thoughts pure—it was just lying in bed, chatting under the covers, right?
"Of course, Su Hua. I’ll inform the teacher right away," the principal said respectfully.
Su Hua: "Also, from now on, whether he attends class or not is up to him. He can arrange his time as he pleases. Can you make that happen?"
Lin Xuan: "!!!" So this was the perk of having connections?
Still, he planned to attend classes diligently, only skipping occasionally to avoid causing a scandal that could harm the school’s reputation. After all, Su Hua was the school’s largest shareholder.
The key was that he could attend class physically while his consciousness worked on his own projects in his inner space, so going to school didn’t waste much of his time.
"Of course, Su Hua. I’ll arrange everything as you’ve instructed," the principal replied without hesitation.
For the rest of the afternoon, Lin Xuan stayed with Su Hua, helping her with her work.
Many people came to Su Hua’s office to report, and they all couldn’t help but sneak glances at Lin Xuan, who was sitting on the sofa scrolling through his phone.
That day, Su Hua left work early.
Lin Xuan held her hand as they walked out, Su Hua’s eyes sparkling with joy.
All the employees watched them excitedly as they passed by.
"Ahhh! He really is Su Hua’s boyfriend! Xiao Chen wasn’t lying!"
"They look so perfect together! Their looks are even better than the most handsome and beautiful celebrities in the entertainment industry!"
"Look at Su Hua, the queen of the office, turning into a soft little wife in front of her boyfriend. Love really changes people!"
"Lock them in! I’ll bring the marriage certificate myself. Get married and have kids right here!"
Four days later, Lin Xuan’s novel website officially launched.
Wang Dahe rushed to the readers’ group chat and shouted:
[Brothers, Lin Xuan has built his own website! All his novels are posted there. It’s called Palm Novel App! Go check it out! The stories are amazing!]
The readers thought he was joking.
[How is that possible? Do you think this is some kind of wish-fulfillment novel? He just got his books banned a few days ago, and now he’s built a website? Come up with a more believable lie, will you? Do you think we’re idiots?]
Wang Dahe: [If I’m lying, may I never get it up for the rest of my life!]
Damn! That’s a serious curse!
They had no choice but to believe him now.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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?"
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
