Things like ice cream can be called the human equivalent of cat treats, right up there with spicy konjac snacks.
Anyone who can eat just one and resist having a second will succeed in whatever they do.
Shen Nian carried a whole box of ice cream, having already eaten a Little Pudding popsicle on the way.
"Little Puddings are still missing something."
"Then why did you put so many in?"
"I don't know, it feels different every time I eat one."
Xia Yanchun pursed her lips. "Maybe they're different brands of Little Puddings."
After saying that, she checked the brand of the Peanut Dashao ice cream to make sure they hadn't bought the wrong one, finally setting her mind at ease.
Upon returning home, Shen Nian handed the ice cream to Xia Yanchun. He needed to head back to his own place first to take a shower and freshen up.
In this hot weather, Xia Yanchun would probably take a shower before going to bed too. It seemed many girls couldn't stand getting into bed with dirty clothes.
If they went out for more than two hours, they had to take off their clothes or change into something else before sleeping.
Boys weren't so particular. As long as he wasn't sweating, Shen Nian considered his clothes clean and would get into bed whenever he wanted.
Today was Saturday, and Shen Yue was home. Even while changing shoes at the entryway, he could hear the TV blaring loudly.
"Huh, why are you back at this hour?" Shen Yue had her hair down and messy, looking like she had just woken up. She probably hadn't even eaten yet and just ran to the sofa to watch TV.
"I asked for a leave. Didn't feel like going to school."
"What's wrong?"
Shen Nian pointed to his forehead. "It hurts a little here."
"Is there something wrong with your brain?!"
"..."
Talk about the art of conversation.
"I just have a bit of a headache."
Shen Nian wasn't lying. He had eaten the ice cream too fast earlier and got brain freeze, though it didn't hurt anymore.
You tell me if that counts as a headache or not.
"Then get a good sleep later. Do you want me to message your homeroom teacher for you?"
"Yeah, saves me from having to bother Mom."
"Did you have lunch? If not, I'll order some takeout."
"I ate, I ate. I'm going to take a shower."
Shen Nian went back to his room, grabbed some clothes, and entered the bathroom.
In the twenty-five or twenty-six-degree weather, the water pipes had been heated by the sun, making the water a bit warm. Showering at this temperature was the most comfortable.
Shen Nian hadn't forgotten about buying a massage chair. After showering, he sat on the sofa watching review videos while waiting for his hair to dry.
Massage chairs were quite expensive, starting at several thousand. Branded ones cost five or six thousand, as much as a computer.
Fortunately, Shen Nian had over two hundred thousand in his bank account.
The specifications of massage chairs were quite complex. Shen Nian wasn't in a hurry to buy one. The college entrance exam was approaching, and he could wait a bit longer to buy it during the June 18th shopping festival. For now, he was just doing his homework.
"I'm going next door to hang out for a bit," Shen Nian said, patting his butt and standing up.
"Hang out doing what?"
"Uh, chatting with Xia Yanchun, reading books together, stuff like that."
"Oh my, Xia Yanchun is back too?"
Why did two people ask for a leave together? How hard to guess.
Shen Yue's expression was a bit playful, and Shen Nian almost cried from fear.
Damn it, he accidentally let it slip. He forgot about that detail.
"Honestly, how far have you progressed?" Shen Yue stretched her arms over the back of the sofa like a gibbon, looking as if she wouldn't let Shen Nian leave until he told her.
"This, this, this..."
"This what? What does your older sister not understand? Spit it out."
"You don't know anything." Shen Nian bared his teeth, slipped to the entryway at the speed of light, opened the door, and didn't forget to add before closing it, "Stop making wild guesses. Xia Yanchun and I have no relationship whatsoever."
"..."
This kid.
No matter how you looked at it, they definitely had a relationship, yet he insisted they didn't.
The smart Shen Yue probably guessed it. She figured Xia Yanchun probably didn't want to make their relationship public yet, so Shen Nian didn't dare say it openly.
But it didn't matter whether he said it or not. She wasn't an idiot; she had seen through it a long time ago.
...
Shen Nian had left in such a hurry that he forgot his keys, so he politely knocked on Xia Yanchun's door.
After quite a while, Xia Yanchun sneakily opened the door and poked half her head out.
"Are you a fake Shen Nian? You actually knocked."
"What?" Shen Nian squeezed his way in, taking the opportunity to throw some sarcastic shade at a certain someone. "Isn't knocking on someone's door basic courtesy? A high-quality person like me obviously knocks. I wouldn't do something as low-class as barging into someone's house in the middle of the night without permission."
How could Xia Yanchun not hear the sarcasm in Shen Nian's words? She crossed her arms and harrumphed.
Was this guy actually immune to that incident now? He even dared to bring it up himself.
"You didn't answer when I knocked. Who knew if something had happened to you? I was worried out of the goodness of my heart. Not only did my eyes get polluted, but I ended up with you holding a grudge against me. Fine, fine, I guess my good intentions were thrown to the dogs."
After Xia Yanchun finished speaking, she looked Shen Nian up and down, who was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts. "You actually took a shower. I'll give you credit for being diligent."
"Of course, of course. Don't I smell nice?"
"You stink."
"Haha, my Chunbao is getting better and better at lying through her teeth."
Shen Nian walked past Xia Yanchun and headed straight for the fridge.
Since he was idle anyway, why not have a delicious Choclitz popsicle?
"Here." Shen Nian grabbed a Peanut Dashao for Xia Yanchun while he was at it.
Xia Yanchun took it, stood by the trash can, and tore open the packaging. The paper wrapper of this kind of cone ice cream would get some cream stuck to it, and she wouldn't let that cream go to waste, licking it all clean little by little.
A beautiful girl eating ice cream was very beautiful girl-like, licking it bit by bit, licking wherever it was about to melt first.
On the other hand, Shen Nian bit into his Choclitz. After a few bites, he would hold his head and frown. Once the dizzying pain in his head passed, he would continue eating in big bites, devouring it like a reincarnated starving ghost.
Xia Yanchun couldn't bear to look.
"Hey, look at this." Shen Nian held out a whole chunk of chocolate on the stick in front of Xia Yanchun.
"I don't want it."
"I didn't say I was giving it to you. This bite is going to be crazy."
"..." He couldn't even eat ice cream peacefully.
Xia Yanchun couldn't even be bothered to roast him.
The chocolate in your Choclitz might be crazy, but the huge dollop of peanut butter in my Peanut Dashao is just as good.
This bite was even crazier. Xia Yanchun hadn't eaten a Peanut Dashao in a long time, and she thoroughly enjoyed it right away.
So she ate another one. Who on earth invented this thing? Mumble mumble. Why is it so delicious? Mumble mumble.
Xia Yanchun leaned against Shen Nian. Her hands were freezing cold, but the person she was leaning against was warm. "You're not allowed to eat anymore after this one. You've already had four today."
"Okay, I'll save one to eat when I come over tonight. I said I wouldn't eat more than five, so I won't eat more than five."
"With the way you eat, how many do we have to buy to be enough for you?"
"Is my little rich lady feeling stingy with her money?"
"A little." Xia Yanchun rubbed against Shen Nian's arm, sniffing the faint scent of body wash on him, and said softly, "Eating too much is bad for your health. Caring about the money is one thing, but worrying that you'll feel sick is another."
Shen Nian stared blankly at Xia Yanchun's soft, obedient little face, his heartbeat quickening at her words.
She was too good at this.
Shen Nian admitted that his heart fluttered.
"Is my little rich lady feeling sorry for me?"
"Mhm. Eat less, you hear me?"
"Then I'll only eat two a day from now on."
"Even though that's still a lot, fine, two it is. If you dare eat any more, I'll smack you."
"Okay, okay."
Shen Nian hugged Xia Yanchun, snuggling affectionately against her as he watched her finish the remaining half of her Peanut Dashao bar.
Today's Chunbao was the absolute best woman in the world.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.”
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.
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?"
