The next morning, just as dawn broke.
Hu Yuying got out of bed and glanced at Li Qingxue, who was still fast asleep. Unable to resist, she turned over and playfully brushed her long hair against Li Qingxue’s nose.
Watching Li Qingxue twitch her nose from the ticklish sensation, Hu Yuying chuckled softly. She reached out and gently stroked Li Qingxue’s swollen eyelids, then sighed quietly.
After dressing, she prepared to go downstairs to buy breakfast.
As soon as she opened the door, she spotted Long Aotian crouching in the corner.
Seeing Hu Yuying emerge, Long Aotian quickly stood up, about to explain himself.
Hu Yuying raised a finger to her lips, signaling him to stay silent. Only after closing the door did she speak. "Qingxue cried most of the night."
Hearing this, Long Aotian anxiously grabbed Hu Yuying’s hand. "Yuying—"
"Whatever it is, let’s talk downstairs," she said, walking toward the stairwell.
Long Aotian, his words stuck in his throat, had no choice but to follow her hurriedly down the stairs.
"Yuying, if I told you yesterday was all a misunderstanding, would you believe me?"
Long Aotian knew Hu Yuying likely wouldn’t believe him, but he said it anyway to set up his explanation.
To his surprise, Hu Yuying simply nodded calmly. "I believe you."
"Y-you believe me?" All the words he’d prepared that morning froze in his throat at her response.
"Yes, I believe you," she said, lifting her gaze to meet his. "I believe it was a misunderstanding with Wanning, and I believe it was a misunderstanding with Qingxue too. But tell me—why do all these ‘misunderstandings’ only happen to you?"
"I have two closest friends, and you’ve managed to trample over both of them, Long Aotian. I could strangle you right now!"
With that, she pinched his waist hard—no mercy at all. The pain made Long Aotian suck in a sharp breath.
"You promised you’d never hurt me again, and look how long that lasted?"
Grimacing, Long Aotian rubbed the sore spot and quickly stepped in front of her. "Let me explain."
"Explain what? How you ‘accidentally’ pushed Qingxue down? Don’t talk to me. I don’t want to hear it." Hu Yuying shoved past him and strode outside.
Long Aotian trailed behind her in silence, keeping pace.
When Hu Yuying bought breakfast, he rushed to take the bags from her.
She stubbornly refused to let him carry them. "Let go."
Long Aotian kept his head down, holding tight.
After a brief struggle, Hu Yuying realized she couldn’t win. Shooting him an exasperated look—since he’d already taken everything else from her—she finally released her grip.
Long Aotian happily carried the breakfast, following her like a pleased puppy.
She had bought four portions. On the way back, Hu Yuying quickened her steps, and Long Aotian matched her pace. When she slowed, so did he.
Finally, Hu Yuying stopped abruptly.
Long Aotian nearly stumbled in his haste to halt.
"Stop following me like some little tail."
At her words, Long Aotian shuffled sideways to stand beside her.
Hu Yuying pressed her lips together, suppressing a smile. Now she understood why Long Aotian had never let her trail behind him before.
Noticing the faint amusement on her face, Long Aotian eagerly stepped forward. "Hit me," he said, crouching down. "Smack the back of my head—knock some sense into me."
"You seem perfectly awake to me," Hu Yuying retorted, clasping her hands behind her back before heading upstairs.
She entered Room 6 first, but Lin Wanning wasn’t there, so she made her way to Room 9 at the end of the hall.
Opening the door, she found Li Qingxue already dressed and chatting with Lin Wanning.
When Lin Wanning saw Hu Yuying, she greeted her with a cheerful, "Sis!"
Li Qingxue hesitated, then shyly murmured, "Sis," her lips pressed together.
As Hu Yuying stepped inside, she glanced back at the doorway. "Our breakfast."
At her cue, Long Aotian awkwardly shuffled in. When embarrassed, people often pretend to be busy—he avoided eye contact with Li Qingxue, fumbling with the bags in his hands.
Finally, he took a deep breath, mustered a strained smile, and looked up at Li Qingxue.
But the moment their eyes met, Li Qingxue huffed, crossed her arms, and turned her head away.
Lin Wanning, watching the scene, stifled a laugh. She hopped off the bed and closed the door. "Time for breakfast!"
"Which one’s mine?" she asked.
Hu Yuying pointed to one of the bags in Long Aotian’s hands. "That one’s yours."
"Thanks, sis!" Lin Wanning took her breakfast and planted a kiss on Hu Yuying’s cheek.
"And this one’s Qingxue’s," Hu Yuying added, indicating another bag.
Long Aotian glanced at Li Qingxue, who was still turned away. He looked helplessly at Hu Yuying, then at Lin Wanning, who was clearly enjoying his discomfort.
After a brief hesitation, he stepped forward and held out the bag to Li Qingxue. "H-here. Breakfast."
Li Qingxue shot Long Aotian a sidelong glance, snorted, and promptly snatched her portion of breakfast. Then, turning away with a radiant smile, she approached Hu Yuying and chirped, "Thank you, sis!" before planting a kiss on Hu Yuying's other cheek.
Left standing dumbfounded, Long Aotian glanced at the two remaining breakfasts in his hands, his eyes suddenly lighting up. Awkwardly, he shuffled over to Hu Yuying and offered one to her. "Here, eat up."
As Hu Yuying accepted it, Long Aotian pressed his lips together, leaned in, and bent down for a kiss—only to be blocked by a palm. His lips landed squarely on her hand instead.
Hu Yuying rolled her eyes. "How shameless!"
On the other side, Lin Wanning and Li Qingxue couldn’t hold back their laughter.
"Brother really knows how to seize an opportunity," teased Lin Wanning.
"Long Aotian, you never miss a chance to take advantage!" Li Qingxue added.
Amid their giggles, Hu Yuying also chuckled softly. "No sense of shame at all."
Lin Wanning turned to Li Qingxue. "Not mad anymore?"
At that, Li Qingxue immediately wiped the smile off her face and glared at Long Aotian with a huff.
Long Aotian slowly stepped forward, stopping in front of her. "What if I told you yesterday was all just a misunderstanding? Would you believe me?"
Pfft—
Hu Yuying couldn’t contain herself and burst out laughing.
When Long Aotian gives advice to others, he’s always methodical and insightful, offering comfort while guiding them. But when it comes to his own messes, it’s like he becomes a completely different person.
Lin Wanning and Li Qingxue didn’t understand why Hu Yuying was laughing so hard—so hard that she had to brace herself against the bed, clutching her stomach, utterly unable to stop.
Through her laughter, Li Qingxue shot Long Aotian another glare. "A misunderstanding, my foot!"
"No, really! The room number plaque fell off—the '6' flipped into a '9.' The lights were off in the room, and you didn’t say anything—"
"I didn’t say anything? I’ve never seen someone so impatient! You barged in before I could even get my pants off—I didn’t have time to say a word—"
The words left Long Aotian utterly speechless, his head hanging low...
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?!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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.
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!
