On the other side.
After picking up Hu Yuying, Long Aotian magically pulled a roasted sweet potato from his coat.
"Ta-da~ Want some?" Long Aotian waved the fragrant sweet potato in front of Hu Yuying, looking every bit like a sketchy uncle luring a little girl with candy.
Hu Yuying took a deep breath, savoring the lingering aroma in the air, then beamed and nodded emphatically. "Yes, please!"
Seeing how eagerly she played along, Long Aotian peeled the sweet potato and handed it to her.
Hu Yuying took a small bite—it was sweet, soft, and delightfully warm.
"Long-ge, you have some too," she said, holding the sweet potato up to his lips, her eyes sparkling with anticipation for him to take a big bite.
Noticing the hopeful look in her eyes, Long Aotian took a bite. "Delicious."
"Hehe." Satisfied, Hu Yuying giggled and let Long Aotian help her put on her helmet while she continued nibbling on the sweet potato.
Back in her hometown during winter, she used to roast sweet potatoes by the fire—they were just as delicious.
She thought about bringing Long Aotian home this year and roasting sweet potatoes for him too.
Watching her cheerful expression, Long Aotian took a quiet, steadying breath. The hesitation in his eyes gradually hardened into resolve. Every time he saw the smile on A-Ying’s face, he felt he could no longer keep hiding the truth.
He couldn’t deceive her any longer. Clenching his fists nervously, he met her gaze. "A-Ying, there’s something I need to—"
Before he could finish, Hu Yuying’s phone rang.
She glanced at the caller ID. "It’s Wanning!"
She answered the video call, and Lin Wanning and Li Qingxue’s faces immediately popped up on the screen.
"You two are together?"
Li Qingxue glanced subtly at Lin Wanning before replying with a soft "Mhm," then added, "We’re going for a bath tonight, and you’re the only one missing."
"Yuying, it’s been so long since we bathed together. Spend tonight with us, okay?" Lin Wanning coaxed.
Hu Yuying’s heart swayed at their invitation, and she turned to Long Aotian. "Long-ge, we’re going for a bath."
"Brother/Long Aotian, we’re going for a bath~~~"
Lin Wanning and Li Qingxue’s playful voices chimed through the phone.
Seeing how excited Hu Yuying looked, a rare smile tugged at Long Aotian’s usually stern face. "Where are you?"
"I know the place! I’ll take Long-ge there," Hu Yuying declared proudly before hanging up.
Long Aotian chuckled and lightly booped her nose. "That happy, huh?"
"Of course! It’s been forever since we bathed together."
"And bathing with me isn’t fun?"
Hu Yuying’s cheeks flushed pink, and she pinched his waist lightly. "Bad Long-ge, stop talking!"
Every time they bathed together, it left her blushing furiously—she couldn’t handle him teasing her about it.
Even as she pouted, Long Aotian found it endearing. He gently pinched her cheek. "Alright, let’s go. I’ll take you there."
"Mhm."
Once seated behind him on the bike, she suddenly remembered something and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Long-ge, what were you going to tell me earlier?"
Long Aotian held her hands where they rested against his stomach, silent for a moment before replying, "I’ll tell you when you get back."
"Okay." She rested her head against his back with a soft murmur.
Following Hu Yuying’s directions, Long Aotian soon spotted Lin Wanning and Li Qingxue waiting by the roadside.
Before they even reached them, the two girls started waving excitedly. "Over here! We’re here!"
"Qingxue! Wanning! Long-ge, hurry up!" Hu Yuying tightened her grip around him, urging him to speed up.
"Easy, easy, we’re already here," Long Aotian laughed, amused by her impatience.
Why did it feel like she was more excited to see them than him?
After parking, the three girls reunited, leaving Long Aotian feeling somewhat like a third wheel.
"Long-ge, you can head back now. We’re going for our bath!" Hu Yuying grinned at him.
"Fine. Call me when you’re done, and I’ll pick you up."
"Afraid we’ll lose Yuying if she’s with us?" Li Qingxue teased.
"Drive safely," Lin Wanning added softly.
Long Aotian watched the three disappear into the bathhouse before turning his bike around.
"Yuying, we already booked a room!"
Lin Wanning and Li Qingxue had made arrangements beforehand.
"Stay with us tonight," Lin Wanning whispered with a smile.
Seeing Hu Yuying hesitate, the two girls tag-teamed their persuasion until she gave in.
"Then... I need to call Long-ge."
Hu Yuying knew if she didn’t tell him, he’d wait up all night, worried.
Long Aotian hadn’t gone far when Hu Yuying’s message came through.
Hearing she wasn’t coming home, he sighed but simply replied, "Alright."
"Yes~!"
Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning high-fived, quietly cheering.
Hu Yuying rolled her eyes at them. "I’m starting to regret this."
"No take-backs!"
"Tonight, you’re ours. No regrets allowed!"
Two bathtubs, three girls—endless fun.
At least without Long Aotian around, their friendship was something to envy.
Fresh from their bath and thoroughly relaxed, they headed to the hotel room Lin Wanning and Li Qingxue had booked.
A single large bed was more than enough for three slender girls.
Hu Yuying was the first to strip down and leap onto the bed, settling in the middle. She swept her long hair over one shoulder and patted the space beside her, grinning at Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning to come cuddle up.
Sleeping alone and sleeping with friends were completely different experiences.
The warmth was indescribable, but she loved it.
With one girl nestled under each arm, Hu Yuying was overjoyed.
"See? Sleeping with us is way better than with Long Aotian, right?"
It wasn’t the same—sleeping with Long-ge was its own kind of wonderful. But Hu Yuying would never say that out loud, or they’d pester her for details. Too embarrassing...
Suddenly, a familiar fragrance tickled her nose. Hu Yuying sniffed and turned to Lin Wanning on her right.
Noticing her gaze, Lin Wanning nuzzled against Hu Yuying’s neck. "What’s up, A-Ying? Want a snack? I’ll get it for you."
As Lin Wanning pressed closer, the scent grew stronger.
Hu Yuying hadn’t noticed it before.
As Lin Wanning undressed and pressed close, the faint fragrance of her body finally reached Hu Yuying.
Hu Yuying felt slightly dazed and shook her head gently. "Pour me a glass of water, please..."
"My dear sister, wait for me." With an affectionate nuzzle of her nose against Hu Yuying's cheek, Lin Wanning got up to fetch the water.
She held the glass to Hu Yuying's lips while lifting her chin with the other hand. "Let me feed you."
Gazing at Lin Wanning, who was so devoted to her, Hu Yuying chuckled softly. "You're being naughty, little sister."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
