"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."
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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)
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.
