Spring arrived as promised.
There were less than ninety days left until the college entrance examination, but the recent study atmosphere was actually a bit worse than during the hundred-day pledge.
As expected, it was all just a three-minute passion.
Today was Sunday, and Shen Nian slept in.
Last night he spent his time throwing eggs in Legends of the Three Kingdoms.
Fake shooting games: Valorant, CS:GO.
The real shooting game: Legends of the Three Kingdoms.
Shen Nian slept for five hours straight, not waking up until ten in the morning.
There was no difference between sleeping four hours and five hours; he was purely just being a bit lazy and didn't even cook breakfast.
Without a fragrant little figure in his arms, he had slept alone last night.
It was all Shen Yue's fault. Taking advantage of the weekend, she stayed up late watching TV until three o'clock, making it impossible for Shen Nian to find a chance to sneak over to Xia Yanchun's place. The plan to sleep together had to be dropped.
That damn Lao Jie, her punishment will be hanging her own clothes to dry next time.
Shen Nian did a kip-up out of bed and pulled open the curtains. A layer of mist covered the outside of the window.
The humidity was very high today, though not quite at the level of the Returning South spring weather. Even so, it was still very uncomfortable.
Clothes would take two days to dry.
If it were the Returning South weather, you could wring them out, hang them outside for three days, and when you brought them back in, you'd find you could still wring water out of them.
Could Miss Spring restrain herself a bit?
Shen Nian felt depressed. He brushed his teeth, washed his face, and went downstairs in his slippers to buy breakfast. Kind-hearted as he was, he still bought a portion for Shen Yue.
He finished his own portion on the way upstairs. He left Shen Yue's portion on the dining table, and as for Xia Yanchun's portion, of course, he took it over to her.
Xia Yanchun's home smelled fragrant. The balcony curtains were still open, and as soon as he entered, he could see the clothes hanging on the balcony.
Shen Nian was just about to send Xia Yanchun a message to see if she was awake. Before he could send it, he heard a slight noise from the bedroom.
It seemed she was awake.
Shen Nian knocked on the door. It opened two seconds later, and the first thing he saw was Xia Yanchun leaning over to plug in her phone charger.
You get up but don't brush your teeth or wash your face, and instead play on your phone. Why are you so lazy?
For a moment, Xia Yanchun felt like she was back in her hometown, being urged to get up by her mother. The tone and attitude were exactly the same.
It's not like I'm looking at your phone.
I brought you soup dumplings. Thank me, Haji Chun.
I haven't brushed my teeth yet.
She had originally wanted to stay in bed a little longer, but since Shen Nian had brought breakfast, Xia Yanchun had no choice but to scurry off to brush her teeth and wash her face.
Feeling that the house was a bit damp, Xia Yanchun returned to her room, ignored Shen Nian who had already taken over her bed like a cuckoo in a dove's nest, found the long-unused air conditioner remote, and turned on the dehumidifier.
You need to set a timer when you turn on the dehumidifier, otherwise if it runs for too long, your throat will get dry, sore, and hoarse, Shen Nian reminded her from the side.
I know, I know. Move over, why are you stealing my spot?
What do you mean stealing your spot? You're not eating breakfast and still planning to lie down?
I'll eat lying down.
Xia Yanchun didn't care about all that. The bed was so comfortable; she couldn't let Shen Nian monopolize it!
The bed creaked as Xia Yanchun slipped under the covers. She lay half-propped up on the side closest to the desk, just close enough to use a skewer to pop a soup dumpling into her mouth.
Ah— She skewered a soup dumpling, carefully cupping her hand under it to catch any drips, and brought it to Shen Nian's mouth.
Shen Nian took a bite, his eyes narrowing in comfort.
Good little doggie, so obedient. Xia Yanchun's eyes curved into a smile.
...You're an idiot. Shen Nian hadn't expected her to pull this trick, and his previous sense of comfort vanished instantly.
When it came to his nemesis and her eight hundred schemes, he couldn't let his guard down just because they had become boyfriend and girlfriend.
Getting scolded after feeding Shen Nian made Xia Yanchun unhappy. Just as she was thinking of causing some trouble for him, her eyes swept over and caught sight of Shen Nian's phone lying nearby.
She grabbed it immediately, clutching it to her chest and chattering away, You're doomed, Shen Nian. I'm going to check up on you now.
Uh, checking up on me now? Go ahead, check all you want. Shen Nian waved his hand.
Your phone better not have any secrets. I know exactly what to look for!
Xia Yanchun wasn't just some little girl who only knew how to take photos with her phone. She knew exactly where things could be hidden and which apps were suspicious!
With the mindset that she absolutely had to find something, Xia Yanchun opened Shen Nian's photo album extremely seriously.
Scanning through it... it was mostly game screenshots, or random beautiful photos of the sky taken by the roadside. Xia Yanchun clicked on them and found that the beautiful sky photos were actually quite ugly.
It was all wholesome and completely devoid of anything scandalous. It didn't look like a guy's phone at all, which left Xia Yanchun slightly disappointed.
Shen Nian lay right beside her, accompanying her as she checked his phone. His hands stroked her soft belly and her thighs, and occasionally he boldly brushed against the young girl's chest, feeling absolutely wonderful.
Haji Chun's bottom line was getting lower and lower.
Shen Nian could tell that Haji Chun wasn't looking at his QQ or WeChat, but instead checking his desktop apps and photo albums. This didn't look like a routine check-up; she was clearly looking for porn.
If she found porn, she could laugh out loud and mock him.
It was too obvious, Haji Chun.
Unable to find what she was looking for, Xia Yanchun shifted her target to other apps.
Next up was the most important thing: the browser history!
She had heard that this was a taboo for all guys, the kind of thing a guy would insist on deleting with his dying breath even after being hit by a truck!
Holy crap, don't! Shen Nian cried out in fear.
The more panicked Shen Nian got, the happier Xia Yanchun became. The more afraid the enemy was, the more it proved she was doing the right thing! There was definitely something in the browser!
Xia Yanchun felt inexplicably excited, as if she were about to catch Shen Nian red-handed. Suppressing her racing thoughts, she opened the browser history.
...How to set up multi-screen live streaming?
...Teacher Huang's advanced chemistry online course 1080p resources.
...Past years' math college entrance examination paper A.
Hahahahaha! The smile shifted to Shen Nian's face. What are you so happy about? Will you only be satisfied if you find porn on my phone?
Xia Yanchun's small face flushed red, feeling a bit like a clown.
Thinking about it now, this guy had pretended to be so nervous just a moment ago but didn't actually make a move to snatch the phone back. It was obvious there was a catch, but she had been so caught up in the idea of busting him that she hadn't noticed!
She had fallen right into Shen Nian's trap from the very beginning!

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?"

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!

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.”

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.