Massaging the calves is simply the most comfortable thing. Xia Yanchun lay comfortably on the sofa, almost forgetting to hang the laundry out to dry.
If the washing machine hadn't beeped, she wouldn't have wanted to get up at all.
Because it was so comfortable, she didn't make a sound, and Shen Nian didn't refuse either. He seriously massaged her legs like this for half an hour, until Xia Yanchun started to feel a bit embarrassed.
"Alright, I'll go hang the clothes." Xia Yanchun got up softly, hugged Shen Nian's arm, gave him a kiss, and ran off to hang the laundry.
Tomorrow was the official start of the school semester, so they had to go to bed early tonight. After hanging the clothes, Xia Yanchun already wanted to go back to bed and lie down with Shen Nian.
But Shen Nian still wanted to sneak some snacks, and after eating, he had to go back to brush his teeth and hang his own clothes. He busied himself until ten o'clock before slipping into Xia Yanchun's room.
"Tomorrow's first class is at 8 AM, it's a class meeting. The group chat also said they'll distribute military training uniforms tomorrow, and there's a freshman assembly in the afternoon. The schedule is so packed." Xia Yanchun propped herself up on a high pillow, studying tomorrow's schedule on the bed.
"Our major seems to have quite a lot of classes."
"As many as medical students?"
"How would I know? But I heard medical students' schedules are completely full."
"Wow..."
Shen Nian lay down quietly, and Xia Yanchun obediently snuggled into his arms.
She loved being held and embraced by Shen Nian; it was so comfortable.
Coincidentally, Shen Nian also liked her nestling in his arms like this. She was so small and irresistible to cuddle.
After setting the alarm, Shen Nian turned off the light.
Probably because he had a little person in his arms, he didn't really want to stare at his phone. Compared to his phone, he preferred watching Xia Yanchun play on hers.
He would also stare at her screen, treating it as if he were scrolling on his own phone.
After reading the messages in the group chat, Xia Yanchun checked her account's private messages. Some were asking questions, others giving livestream suggestions. She would occasionally reply to one or two, looking very content.
The small screen illuminated their two faces pressed close together.
The hem of her shirt was lifted silently. Xia Yanchun blushed quietly, shrank back a little, plugged her phone in to charge, and lay down obediently.
"Time to sleep—" Xia Yanchun kept her breathy voice very low and drew out the last syllable, reminding Shen Nian to watch the time.
Shen Nian didn't speak. He pecked her on the forehead and behaved himself.
Going to bed early tonight.
The moon was bright and clear, the night peaceful.
The next day, both Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun woke up quite early.
For the first class of the semester, they definitely had to get up early; being late would be bad.
Figuring they would have to do self-introductions—name, age, hobbies, and so on—Shen Nian had already prepared his lines before going to sleep yesterday.
Shen Nian, nineteen years old, likes fishing. Can catch five one-pound crucian carps in an hour, never tires of fishing, and never returns empty-handed.
He had no choice; he couldn't exactly say he liked studying. If he actually said he went from scoring 550 to 700 points in half a year, it would sound too pretentious. It was much more satisfying to wait for someone to ask and then casually reveal it.
Shen Nian was a bit of a bumpkin who liked to show off a little.
After brushing their teeth and washing their faces, breakfast was two portions of rice noodle rolls. Xia Yanchun also bought a pack of chewing gum and stuffed it into her bag, giving Shen Nian a piece so they wouldn't have to worry about morning breath from breakfast.
"Chunbao thinks of everything. We don't even need to buy mouthwash."
While driving, Shen Nian smacked his gum, resting one hand on Xia Yanchun's knee. He didn't rub or massage it; he just simply felt more comfortable this way.
"What did you expect? You have to pay attention to your image when you're out and about."
"Haji-Chun is right."
"Call me Chunbao."
"Chunbao is right, totally right."
Xia Yanchun hummed smugly, in a wonderful mood.
Entering Nanjiang University, Xia Yanchun always felt it had a sense of sacredness, looking very impressive.
The college life she had longed for was officially kicking off today.
"We need to make more friends with our classmates. We can't be those college students who just bury their heads in games as soon as they get back to the dorm, with no social life or activities, got it?"
"...Are you questioning my social skills?"
"..."
Xia Yanchun furrowed her little brows. Thinking about how well this guy managed his relationships with both male and female students in high school, she felt relieved.
Oh right, a guy who could shamelessly squeeze into a group of girls to chat, eventually becoming the ultimate "central air conditioning" that successfully infiltrated the girls' inner circle—how could he possibly fail to make friends?
"Hmph." After thinking it over, Xia Yanchun, not knowing what to say, just crossed her arms and grunted.
As if thinking of something, the clever Xia Yanchun dug out a black cotton hair tie from her small satchel. She hooked it onto Shen Nian's hand, rolling it from his fingertips down to his wrist.
"Are you actually using this method of declaring sovereignty in advance to avoid becoming the public enemy of all the girls in the school? Haji-Chun, you..."
"Just how thick-skinned are you to think you'd be liked by all the girls in the school..." Xia Yanchun couldn't help but roll her eyes.
She was genuinely worried that the female classmates would be creeped out by Shen Nian.
"This is just a little trick of mine to boost my confidence. You don't understand."
"Bleh, narcissist."
"Weren't you more narcissistic than me yesterday?"
"You're ten times more narcissistic than me!"
"You sure have a lot of nonsense to say." Shen Nian nudged Haji-Chun with his elbow and took off running.
"!"
Xia Yanchun was furious. Sometimes she really wanted to hit Shen Nian with a Martian Mega Punch.
But in this kind of chase, if she didn't seize the opportunity at the start, there was no way she could catch up to the tall Shen Nian, so she had to give up.
There were hardly any commuter students like them right now. There weren't many students near the school gates, but as they went further in, a few freshmen like them started to appear. Roughhousing with Shen Nian in broad daylight wasn't something a mature woman like Xia Yanchun should do.
So she just sulked on her own.
This was called being able to digest one's own emotions—the hallmark of a mature woman.
Mature woman Xia Yanchun, childish man Shen Nian. This was the difference.
Shen Nian hadn't run far. Seeing that Xia Yanchun wasn't chasing him, he waited up ahead.
He saw the huffing Xia Yanchun pull out an identical black hair tie from her satchel and slip it onto her own wrist. His mood instantly brightened.
They were wearing each other's hair ties, just like other little couples.
He just didn't know how long it would last this time; maybe she'd take it off to shower tonight and completely forget about it.
Shen Nian knew Xia Yanchun never cared about these things.
Even if he lost the hair tie she asked him to wear, Xia Yanchun wouldn't get mad. But she would pretend to be mad to take the opportunity to give him a hard time, take advantage of him, and refuse to let it go unless he called her "older sister" a couple of times... Thinking about it, the consequences were actually quite severe.
When Xia Yanchun walked over, Shen Nian leaned in again. "Are you mad?"
"No." Xia Yanchun flipped her hair. That's how mature women were—too lazy to fuss over childish men.
"Could it be that I've accidentally acquired the ability to be indulged no matter what I do? In that case... hehehe."
Xia Yanchun: "...?"
Is this guy even human?
Suddenly, she wanted to take the hair tie off. It felt a bit embarrassing.
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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?"
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e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
