Watching Xue Shaohua's retreating figure, Ye Liangchen narrowed his eyes. If it weren't for the fact that Xue Shaohua still had his uses, the audacity he showed today by acting smug in front of him would have surely earned him a lesson—at the very least, a reminder of who truly held the upper hand.
Slowly withdrawing his gaze, Ye Liangchen looked up at the night sky and took a deep breath. His mind was filled with the unrestrained image of Hu Yuying that Xue Shaohua had described—a side of her he had never even glimpsed in his dreams during his past life.
"Hu Yuying, I’ll make sure you know who loves you the most in this world."
"Though I’m your knight in shining armor, even knights grow weary and need loving embraces."
"What are you doing now? Have you ever spared a single thought for me...?"
"Thinking of you," Hu Yuying replied with a soft smile, her cheeks flushing like a bashful young girl.
Every time Long Aotian saw Hu Yuying blush like this, an inexplicable itch stirred in his heart.
A girl so gentle, so pure, with eyes only for him—how could he not be moved?
Especially after having tasted her sweetness, his resistance grew even weaker.
"Then, Long-ge, have you missed me too?" Hu Yuying asked in a tiny voice. She had noticed it herself—lately, she couldn’t help but cling to Long-ge more than ever.
In the past, she would never have asked such a question. But now, for no reason at all, she wanted to hear him say he missed her too, even if the question felt silly.
This change was beyond her control, as if every girl falling headfirst into love underwent the same shift in emotions.
"Of course. I miss you every second," Long Aotian replied with an amused chuckle.
"Hehe, happy!"
Hearing the answer she longed for, the little girl couldn’t contain her joy.
Seeing her radiant smile, Long Aotian wished he could rush to University A right then, sweep her into his arms, and tease her mercilessly.
As if reading his thoughts through the screen, Hu Yuying giggled like a cunning little fox. "No way~"
Having witnessed Long-ge’s passionate side before, she could easily tell when his energy was overflowing again.
"What’s that supposed to mean? Do I really seem like that kind of person to you?" Long Aotian feigned seriousness.
Faced with his stern expression, Hu Yuying playfully held up two slender, fair fingers. "Long-ge lied to me twice."
At that, Long Aotian gave an awkward laugh. Even with his thick skin, his face reddened slightly.
He had indeed deceived her twice—both times to indulge in her—and now he couldn’t help but feel a little sheepish.
He almost blurted out, "Want me to spank you?"
But the words stuck in his throat.
Somehow, the power dynamic between them had completely reversed.
Against this little girl, he found himself utterly helpless.
Scolding her? He couldn’t bear to.
Punishing her? His hands wouldn’t obey.
What else could he do? Spoil her, of course.
But once they met again, he’d teach her a proper lesson—one where she’d beg for mercy, only for him to refuse. Hmph...
The next day, campus life carried on as usual.
"Cover for me if there’s a roll call."
"You’re not going today?"
"Nope."
"Don’t forget we have that gathering in the afternoon," Huang Fei reminded him. The get-together was meant to ease the tension between Lao Ao and Shen Mengjie.
If Lao Ao didn’t show, Shen Mengjie would surely assume he was unwilling, and another tantrum might follow.
"I’ll be back before afternoon training," Long Aotian said before slipping on his jacket and leaving the dorm.
"Ugh, Lao Ao’s always so mysterious. Makes me want to tail him and see what he’s up to," Xu Shuai joked, stretching lazily.
"Go ahead. I’ll support you in spirit," Li Longlong replied with a grin. "And while you’re at it, grab me breakfast on your way back."
The weather had turned chilly, and mornings were unbearable—staying curled up in bed was far more appealing.
"Shut it. Last time was my turn. It’s yours now."
"Bull. You only got food because you were buying some for your dear Juan. We were just an afterthought..."
"Still counts..."
As Xu Shuai and Li Longlong bickered, Huang Fei was already texting Shen Mengjie a good-morning message, confirming the time for their afternoon meetup.
One perk of T University was the flexible schedule after academic and specialized classes.
Over in the girls’ dorm, Han Xiaojing heard Shen Mengjie’s QQ notification chime and called out toward the bathroom, "Mengjie, your phone’s buzzing."
"Coming!" Shen Mengjie answered, adjusting her half-tied hair and smoothing her clothes. The face mask she’d just applied clung to her skin.
"Thanks~"
Han Xiaojing shot her an exasperated look. Ever since the campus forum incident, Shen Mengjie had stopped hiding her full-blown green-tea persona.
As a fellow woman, Han Xiaojing had to admit—Shen Mengjie was dangerously skilled, like a captivating yet villainous character.
Sometimes, Han Xiaojing wondered: If she were a guy, would she fall for Shen Mengjie too?
The answer was yes.
"Could you at least tone it down?" she muttered.
Shen Mengjie giggled and tugged at Han Xiaojing’s hand. "Huang Fei’s treating us to a gathering today."
"Got it." Wang Lijuan was also in the dorm, and since her boyfriend Xu Shuai was in Huang Fei’s room, she’d naturally tag along.
But before agreeing, Han Xiaojing had one small question.
Lowering her voice, she asked, "Can I ask… how do you really feel about Huang Fei now?"
"Dunno." Shen Mengjie’s pupils flickered as she tossed her phone onto the bed and sighed. "If I had to say, I guess we’re friends now?"
After the forum scandal, Huang Fei had still stood by her side. Even though she’d rejected him outright, his declaration of a "one-year promise" had left her unable to refuse again.
Shen Mengjie wasn’t sure what difference a year would make, but her playful nature made her want to try.
That was just how she was—her interests flared up fast and burned out just as quickly.
As Shen Mengjie left first, Wang Lijuan let out a quiet sigh from her bunk. "I don’t think they’re a good match."
Xu Shuai had shared plenty with her, and combined with Shen Mengjie’s current attitude, Wang Lijuan couldn’t help but voice her doubts.
Han Xiaojing nodded. "Yeah, even we can see it. But Huang Fei just won’t give up."
"You could call him devoted—but sadly, he’s fallen for Shen Mengjie. Any other girl would’ve been won over by now."
Han Xiaojing glanced toward the balcony. "Who can say for sure how these things turn out?"
"Let’s just hope Mengjie doesn’t regret it later..."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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)
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
