"Then we'll be going now." Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning stepped out the door, turning back to glance at Hu Yuying and Long Aotian as they spoke softly.
Though the subway was convenient, the trip would still take over twenty minutes, so they had to leave early.
"Take care on your way."
Watching the two girls disappear around the alley corner, Long Aotian finally pulled Hu Yuying back inside.
Now that they were alone, Long Aotian naturally wanted to get closer to his little sweetheart.
He wrapped his arms around her, and the two of them settled onto the recliner. The chair swayed gently from the motion.
Nestled in Long Aotian's embrace, Hu Yuying tilted her head up, her smiling eyes meeting his. "Aren’t you afraid we’ll break this chair?"
Breathing in her faint, sweet fragrance, Long Aotian kissed her forehead contentedly. "Even if it breaks, I’ll protect you. Worst case, you’ll just have to try out a human seat cushion."
"No way!" Hu Yuying tapped her fingertip lightly between his brows.
Long Aotian leaned in closer, his voice a husky whisper by her ear. "My embrace is warm, you know."
Hu Yuying stifled a laugh before rolling her eyes at him. "Warm, sure—but when the soft seat turns hard, things get a little too sweaty."
The playful glare, paired with her delicate charm, was irresistibly alluring.
It made Long Aotian want to tease her even more.
Her body was too sensitive—just a few playful touches left her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed with a dazed, watery shimmer that tugged at his heart.
She quickly shook her head. "Long-ge, take me to school now."
Long Aotian took a deep breath. "Alright."
Hu Yuying felt like she was losing her mind. Whenever she was with Long-ge, her body always reacted in strange ways, making her lose control over her desires. But not now—she needed to cool down.
Long Aotian felt the same. There was something about her—an inexplicable pull that drew him in. But once he got close, he couldn’t help but want to push down this soft, shy, and utterly adorable girl who looked so easy to tease...
Sitting on the electric scooter, her arms wrapped around his waist, she could feel the heat radiating through his clothes.
Resting her forehead lightly against his back, she murmured, "Long-ge, hold on a little longer, okay?"
Hearing this, Long Aotian stiffened for a second before chuckling. "Do you really think I’m some kind of hormone-driven beast?"
Hu Yuying shook her head at first, then hesitated and nodded uncertainly.
The mixed response made him laugh. "Why the nod and then the shake?"
She peeked at him before answering solemnly, "The old Long-ge definitely wasn’t like this."
"But the current Long-ge is like a powder keg—one wrong move, and Ah-Ying gets pushed down..."
Long Aotian opened his mouth to protest, determined to reassert his dignity as the responsible one.
But her next words left him red-faced with shame.
"Plus, Long-ge keeps tricking me—once pretending we needed to shower together, three times pretending there were bugs, and last time faking a sprained ankle just to say you needed pain relief..."
"Okay, okay, stop—" Then he realized something. "Wait, one of those bug incidents was with your consent! You even kicked the door shut yourself."
The moment the words left his mouth, silence fell behind him.
Unable to see her directly, Long Aotian adjusted the rearview mirror with one hand.
There she was—her face burning red with embarrassment.
Their eyes met in the mirror, and both burst into laughter.
"Long-ge, you’re the worst! You were the one who said you saw a bug and threatened to release a snake to kill it..."
"Fine, fine, it’s all my fault." Long Aotian grinned, deciding not to tease her further—who knew how much redder her face could get?
Before long, they arrived near A University.
Long Aotian parked, removing her helmet and smoothing out her disheveled hair. "Text me when class is over."
"Mm." She nodded obediently. Seeing him still watching her, she glanced around before quickly pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Be careful on your way back, Long-ge. I’m heading in now."
After watching her disappear into the campus, Long Aotian turned the scooter around.
Passing the subway entrance, he spotted a familiar figure—tall, fair-skinned, with long, straight black hair. "Wanning."
Hearing his voice, Lin Wanning’s lips curved into a smile as she turned. "Brother, you’ve already brought Ah-Ying to school?"
"You didn’t go back yet?"
Lin Wanning explained, "I don’t have afternoon classes, so I just dropped Qingxue off first."
"Hop on, I’ll take you home."
Long Aotian patted the back seat. "Perfect timing—any later and you’d have been inside the subway."
"Nothing is ever too late—just perfectly timed." Lin Wanning teased back.
Sitting behind him, breathing in his familiar scent, she closed her eyes briefly, smiling to herself.
"Hang on tight, we’re moving."
"Mm."
Lin Wanning answered softly, her gaze lingering on his back. She tentatively reached out but couldn’t quite bring herself to wrap her arms around him.
At a red light, Long Aotian braked.
Lin Wanning, lost in thought, lurched forward from the sudden stop and instinctively clung to him to steady herself.
For a split second, her fingers trembled, her grip tightening unconsciously.
"You okay?"
Snapping out of it, she exhaled shakily. "Y-yeah, just lost my balance. Don’t worry, Brother."
Slowly, she loosened her hold on his waist—lingering just a moment longer—before finally settling for gripping the hem of his jacket.
In that brief contact, an internal war raged inside her.
A little white angel whispered, "If he rejects you, you might not even stay friends. Ah-Ying might distance herself too. Just keep things as they are—he’ll still treat you like a little sister."
A little black devil scoffed, "Sister? Don’t kid yourself. If you don’t even try, you’ve already lost. Handcuff him, make it irreversible—would he really deny it then? Besides, you’re not asking for much. Just be careful, and Ah-Ying will never know."
Lin Wanning glanced at the little devil and nodded. "You’re right."
The dark thought took root in her mind, sprouting rapidly.
As Long Aotian rode on, a sudden chill ran down his spine. He glanced around—no cars, no scammers, no danger in sight.
He scratched his head. "Weird."
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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!
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?!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
