"Before, you always said you were a proper 'Brother Long,' but turns out Brother Long is the least proper of all," Hu Yuying huffed playfully.
Even with Long Aotian's thick skin, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed now. It seemed that ever since he'd gotten close to the little girl, it had become impossible to act serious around her.
But after saying this, she suddenly nestled into his arms. "But Brother Long, I’ve realized how clingy I’ve become with you."
Hu Yuying didn’t know how other people acted when they were in love, but for her, she wanted to be by Brother Long’s side every single moment.
Just being near him made her feel incredibly secure, as if she were being pampered beyond measure—because Brother Long knew exactly how to cherish her.
"Aren’t we together right now?" Long Aotian could sense her dependence on him.
This feeling wasn’t new—it had always been there.
"Yeah, we’re together right now," she murmured, tilting her head up to gaze at him with a soft, adoring smile.
"Starting tomorrow, I’ll take you to work and bring you home. We’ll always be together."
Hu Yuying knew this might trouble Brother Long, but she couldn’t help whispering, "Okay."
A small, blissful warmth bloomed in her chest. When she was little, she’d always wished someone would pick her up and drop her off.
Who would’ve thought that now, all grown up, she’d get to experience it with the man she loved? Hehe, her heart was so happy.
Long Aotian adjusted the pillow. "Time to sleep."
"But I’m not sleepy yet," Hu Yuying whined. "Stay up and talk with me a little longer, okay?"
"Then give me a kiss."
"Mwah~" She planted a loud, exaggerated kiss on his cheek, then bit her lip to stifle a giggle. "Happy now?"
"Nope." Long Aotian shook his head. "That was way too fast. I didn’t even feel it."
Watching her blush, her crescent-moon eyes shimmering with affection, he couldn’t resist teasing her.
He’d never get tired of it...
Hu Yuying shot him a coquettish glare. "Brother Long is so mean. Always bullying Yuying."
But despite her words, she willingly leaned in for another kiss.
Feeling the softness of her lips, Long Aotian rolled over, careful not to press on her stomach.
The heat of their bodies seeped into each other, and she wrapped her arms around his waist, her breath coming in warm, uneven puffs. "Brother Long..."
Her sultry voice, her dazed eyes—everything about her melted like water, brimming with longing...
Long Aotian lowered his head, his voice rough with restraint as he whispered by her ear, "Yuying..."
Before he could finish, her lips trailed along his neck, feather-light yet sending waves of electricity coursing through his veins.
"Be gentle, okay?" she breathed, her gaze hazy with desire, sparking flames in the air between them.
The slowest, sweetest indulgence was impossible to resist.
Like a boat drifting on a river, rising and falling in pure bliss...
Dawn’s faint glow eventually broke through the quiet night.
Hu Yuying’s long lashes fluttered as she blinked awake, turning toward the curtains where sunlight peeked through.
She shifted slightly to look at Brother Long, still asleep beside her.
A tender smile curved her lips as she traced his brow with her fingertips.
Memories of last night flooded back, and her fair skin flushed with embarrassment.
After slipping into her underwear, she gathered their scattered clothes, folded them neatly, and placed them on Long Aotian’s bedside before quietly stepping out.
Ding-ding-ding!
The alarm blared. Long Aotian groaned, fumbling for his phone to shut it off.
He was about to doze off again when he suddenly remembered—Yuying!
His eyes snapped open, but the space beside him was empty.
The clothes from last night were now neatly stacked on his nightstand.
Recalling how they’d lost themselves in passion, he smacked his own forehead.
Scrambling out of bed, he threw on his clothes and rushed out.
"Yuying? Yuying?"
No answer. His chest tightened with worry as he grabbed his phone to call her.
Then—her ringtone sounded from outside the front door.
Long Aotian hurried over and swung it open.
There she was, holding breakfast in one hand and fishing her phone from her pocket with the other.
"You scared me half to death," he exhaled, pulling her into a tight embrace.
Waking up without her had left him feeling hollow, like something vital was missing.
Hu Yuying melted into his arms, touched by his concern. "I went to buy breakfast. You were sleeping so soundly, I didn’t want to wake you."
"Next time, just tell me. If I know where you are, I won’t panic. Waking up without you... it’s the worst feeling."
"Okay, okay~ Let’s go eat now," she soothed, smiling. Such a clingy Brother Long...
Even after living in the capital for so long, she still couldn’t get used to the local fermented bean drink.
She took a sip of congee, and before she could swallow, Brother Long peeled an egg and held it to her lips.
He was feeding her!
Giddy, she took a bite—then froze as warmth pooled in her abdomen.
Her smile faltered, replaced by a blush.
Tugging lightly on his sleeve, she hesitated.
Long Aotian brushed a crumb from her lips. "What’s wrong?"
"Brother Long, I... I think... my period just started..."
Hu Yuying wanted to vanish. Had he really... unblocked her?
It had been five days late... and she’d even wondered if...
She peeked at him shyly.
Realization dawned on Long Aotian. Gently ruffling her hair, he said, "Wait here."
As he dashed out, Hu Yuying buried her face in her hands. So embarrassing...
Soon, he returned with a full shopping bag.
After changing, he carried her back to bed.
The moment he set her down, she yanked the covers over her head and mumbled, "S-sorry, Brother Long... My cycle was just late..."
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
