Although she didn't smell a strong stench, Xia Yanchun still pinched her nose. "Eww."
"You knew it smelled, yet you still came over to talk to me. What a dumbass."
"Try me, or I'll rip those covers right off you."
"..."
He believed her; he definitely believed her. He really had to beg for mercy on this one.
Familiar as he was with Xia Yanchun, he still didn't dare go without cover. He’d die of embarrassment. Having "blackmail material" held over his head was not a pleasant feeling at all.
Fortunately, this kind of reaction—one devoid of actual desire—came and went quickly.
A moment later, Shen Nian threw off the covers himself, startling Xia Yanchun. She instinctively turned her face away, her heart going *thump-thump*.
Only after confirming everything was safe did she give Shen Nian two indignant, shy punches that didn't hurt or tickle in the slightest.
"Sleeping in your room really is comfortable."
"Or maybe you were just sleepy to begin with?"
"No way, I'm usually full of energy. I just get sleepy as soon as I'm over here."
Xia Yanchun looked straight at him, her almond eyes barely concealing the affection spilling out of them. She whispered in his ear, "Actually, I drugged you with a love potion."
Shen Nian relaxed, feeling lazy. He lunged at Xia Yanchun, pulling the soft, delicate girl into his arms and burying his face in her shoulder to take a deep breath.
Alright, still smelled a bit like hotpot. Now he was hungry.
Shen Nian grew bolder. He held Chunbao's waist, exerted a little force, and amidst Chunbao's nervousness, lifted Chunbao onto his lap.
Instinctively straddling him, Xia Yanchun was now half a head taller than Shen Nian. She rather enjoyed this feeling of looking down from above.
It was just that the pose was far too intimate. Before she could enjoy it, she had to withstand the shyness welling up from the bottom of her heart. If she couldn't withstand it, the shyness would assault her thoughts, making her mind sluggish.
"Mmm..."
Before she could speak, Shen Nian had already leaned up towards her. It was completely different from usual, as if their heights had been swapped.
She sort of understood why Shen Nian always liked kissing now.
Enjoyment gradually took the lead. It was more romantic and clingy than ever before. Xia Yanchun panted lightly, her mind a chaotic mess.
Her front teeth gently grazed the tip of her tongue. Xia Yanchun pursed her lips, then cupped Shen Nian's face with both hands and kneaded it vigorously, determined not to stop until his face was as red as hers.
"You're really bold, Shen Nian..." she breathed out hotly.
"Likewise." Shen Nian held her waist, unable to suppress the fluttering in his heart. "Looks like we're already the best couple in the world."
"Are not." Xia Yanchun ran her thumb over Shen Nian's lips. "We were just now, but not anymore."
"How come we were just now but aren't now? Are we only the 'best in the world' at random locations?"
"Because I say so."
"..."
True enough. Damn it.
Xia Yanchun hummed, her face crimson as she climbed off. She didn't dare move her gaze from his face. Slowly, she handed him the quilt, then put on her boots and trotted out.
Hungry, hungry. Time to order takeout.
Shen Nian scrolled through his phone to distract himself, waiting several minutes before he dared to step out.
"I ordered takeout for you. Thank me, Shen Nian."
"Uh, sure." Shen Nian scratched his messy hair, feeling a bit guilty. He went back to his own home first to wash his face before coming back over.
He had to find something to do, otherwise he would keep thinking about the scene just now.
That level of intimacy... he couldn't just accept it naturally yet.
His cultivation level wasn't high enough.
Did he need to train his willpower like Ma Mingfan?
Ma Mingfan, you guy, were you actually this ahead of the curve?
No wonder Ma Mingfan could stand straight up after sleeping on his desk for two periods recently. Was that not a side effect of too much "self-indulgence," but rather his willpower overriding his normal bodily reactions?
Good lord.
As expected of Ma Mingfan, easily accomplishing what ordinary people cannot. Eating what others cannot eat, doing what others cannot do. Terrifying. A man like that will succeed in whatever he does in the future.
Dinner was KFC. Chunbao ordered it, so Shen Nian naturally accepted it with a smile.
Out of a whole chicken, Xia Yanchun only ate two drumsticks, leaving the rest for Shen Nian. She also only took two sips of the cola in the set meal.
Unknowingly, Shen Nian had become her leftover disposal unit!
Xia Yanchun felt she really knew how to enjoy life. She was even planning to ask Shen Nian for a massage after her shower later.
Shen Nian saved a burger for his older sister, tossed it to her when he went back, and took a shower.
At 8:00 PM, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. A light breeze blew through the night. Down in the residential complex, there were still children playing, occasionally shouting loud enough for Shen Nian to hear upstairs.
"We're really buying it now?" In the elevator, Xia Yanchun frowned.
"Yeah. Why else would I call you out? To go to a hotel and hook up?"
Xia Yanchun rolled her eyes, long since accustomed to Shen Nian's smooth talk.
She had just finished showering when Shen Nian came to find her to go to the mall to look at jewelry. She hadn't even had time to hang up her laundry.
"What's the rush? I thought you were going to go fishing, sell the fish, and *then* go buy it."
"It shouldn't be that expensive... If it's really not enough, lend me some."
"Hmph, I charge interest." Xia Yanchun raised a finger and chattered away. "If you borrow a hundred, the daily interest is two yuan. You better think clearly about how much you borrow. If you borrow a thousand, that's twenty a day to pay back. That's six hundred a month. Next month, the interest will be calculated on the principal plus interest..."
"Are you a damn loan shark? I'll just use a loan app. Get lost." Shen Nian was speechless.
"Let me finish!" Xia Yanchun stomped her foot. "Calling me 'Big Sister' every day waives the interest for that day, but you still have to pay back the principal."
"I knew it..."
"Hey, this is a perk."
"We'll see. Buying something decent is enough; forget about the super expensive stuff," Shen Nian said with a drawl.
They drove to the mall.
Shen Nian had looked it up; jewelry stores in malls were usually nationwide chains. Some very famous ones would have a branch in every mall or market. While these might be a bit pricier, the quality and service were definitely better. There were no rumors online about them selling fakes.
Reputation was paramount for these kinds of stores.
It was the first time either Shen Nian or Xia Yanchun had entered a jewelry store. The lights were incredibly bright, hurting their eyes and making the jewelry sparkle brilliantly.
"Hello, how can I help you? Are you looking for jewelry for personal use or as a gift? I can recommend something suitable for you."
"We'll just look around by ourselves first." Xia Yanchun waved her hand, declining the saleswoman's offer.
These salespeople would always recommend the items with the highest commission first. With such a dazzling array of jewelry, it was best to choose for themselves.
One look at a gold bracelet priced at 8,888 yuan, and Xia Yanchun nearly fainted.
There were even more expensive ones. Xia Yanchun chose to drag Shen Nian over to a relatively cheaper display counter.
"What's your budget?"
"Hmm... three or four thousand?"
"That much!"
"Well, I've got you to cover me, don't I?" Shen Nian grinned.
Xia Yanchun was left speechless. If Shen Nian really needed to borrow money, she would definitely lend it to him.
"Let's look around then."
Xia Yanchun bent down, examining the items one by one.
Bracelets were expensive. Rings were cheaper. Necklaces were about the same price as rings, but they looked better and weren't as blatantly symbolic as rings.
So, Xia Yanchun locked her target onto necklaces, looking at whichever ones caught her eye.
Shen Nian was browsing too, but everything he thought looked good was exceptionally expensive.
He *could* buy them, but with Little Chun right there... he'd buy one today, then sneak back tomorrow to buy another one for three or four thousand. Mom and Dad had to have one each.
"Shen Nian, look! This one, this one!" Xia Yanchun had set her sights on a necklace. It was a pale, silvery piece with a pendant accented by gold and tiny gemstones.
It had a certain youthful charm to it; it would look absolutely lovely paired with a light-colored short-sleeved top.
"What do you think?"
"It looks good!"
Shen Nian leaned in close to her. "Three thousand eight? That's not bad."
"It really does look nice, doesn't it?"
"Do you like it?"
"Mhm, it's pretty..."
"Well, if you like it, I'll just go ahead and buy it for you."
"Huh...?"
Xia Yanchun tilted her head, her large, dark eyes wide with innocence. She thought she must have misheard him.

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

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.”

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!