"Alright, alright, Brother Long is the strongest," Hu Yuying couldn't help but laugh.
Watching the smile on Hu Yuying's face, Long Aotian gently reached out and touched her cheek. "I hope my little girl can always be this happy and joyful."
Hu Yuying looked at Long Aotian seriously and said, "Having you in your heart and treating me well is my greatest happiness."
"Close your eyes!" Long Aotian whispered in Hu Yuying's ear.
Obediently, Hu Yuying shut her eyes—she always trusted Brother Long unconditionally.
"Take three steps forward!"
Long Aotian guided her softly.
On the third step, Hu Yuying stumbled and nearly fell forward, letting out a small gasp of surprise, yet she still didn’t open her eyes.
Suddenly, she landed on a broad back.
She was lifted up effortlessly.
Hu Yuying opened her eyes and happily wrapped her arms around Long Aotian’s neck.
To him, there was no sound in the world more beautiful than her joyful laughter.
"Whee, whee!" He jogged lightly with her on his back.
Hu Yuying clung tightly to him. "Slow down, Brother Long, slow down!"
"Can’t slow down, can’t slow down. If I slow down, I won’t hear my little girl’s happy laughter!"
"That’s not true!"
Under the gaze of passersby on the street, Hu Yuying gently rested her head against Long Aotian’s back.
She wasn’t the same shy little girl who used to blush so easily anymore.
"Hu Yuying has decided—you’re the one for me in this lifetime."
Her voice was soft, but it struck a deep chord in Long Aotian’s heart. "In this lifetime, you’re mine and only mine."
Her light laughter carried a tone of delight. "So possessive, are we?"
"Of course. I can be very possessive."
"Super possessive!"
After buying lamb and ribs, they returned home.
Hu Yuying immediately got busy in the kitchen.
Seeing Long Aotian hovering, unsure how to help, she chuckled. "Go check on Qingxue and Wanning—see how their dumpling-making is coming along."
"Got it." Long Aotian nodded and headed toward the sunroom.
Before even stepping inside, he heard Li Qingxue’s playful voice. "Wanning, look, does this one look like a gold ingot?"
"Kind of? But isn’t it a bit too big?"
"Not at all! More filling means it’ll taste even better!"
Listening to their banter, Long Aotian pushed the door open.
"I’m here to help!"
The two girls rolled their eyes in unison. "We don’t need your help!"
Their reaction gave Long Aotian the distinct feeling that he was… superfluous.
But he quickly found a way in.
Eyeing their dumplings, he rolled up his sleeves. "Watch this!"
If nothing else, Long Aotian was an expert at making dumplings.
Grabbing a rolling pin, he swiftly flattened several perfectly round, evenly thin wrappers.
Seeing the astonishment in the girls’ eyes, he crossed his arms smugly. "Well? Impressed?"
"How did you do that?" Li Qingxue finally caved and asked.
"Didn’t you see? I used my hands!"
Li Qingxue grabbed a piece of dough and threw it at him. "You’re the worst!"
Long Aotian caught it effortlessly. "Can’t you be gentler?"
"If Sister was gentle, would she be able to keep you in line? You need someone like Qingxue to put you in your place!" Lin Wanning teased.
"Please, Yuying has me wrapped around her finger," Long Aotian said, sitting down and rolling out more wrappers while glancing at Hu Yuying bustling outside. "That little girl has me completely under her thumb now."
Lin Wanning took the dough from his hands. "Oh? Does Brother sound… unwilling?"
"Not at all. I love being managed by her."
Li Qingxue clicked her tongue, eyeing him up and down. "Look at you—where’s the imposing big brother aura you used to have?"
"Talk too much." Long Aotian flicked flour from the counter onto her face, leaving her with a comical white mask.
"Long Aotian, I’m gonna fight you!"
"Fight what?" Hu Yuying walked in just in time to hear Li Qingxue’s declaration.
Spotting her, Li Qingxue pointed at her flour-covered face. "Look, Yuying! Long Aotian ruined my face!"
Her fair skin dusted white, paired with an exaggerated pout, instantly won Hu Yuying’s sympathy.
"Brother Long, why do you always bully Qingxue?"
"I didn’t bully her! Ask Wanning!" Long Aotian hadn’t expected Li Qingxue to tattle—nor had he anticipated how convincingly she could play the victim.
At least Wanning was on his side. Otherwise…
Hu Yuying turned to Lin Wanning, who nodded solemnly. "I saw Brother bully Qingxue with my own eyes."
Oh no.
Long Aotian’s heart sank. Not a single ally!
"Brother, just admit it. No use denying it."
The final blow shattered any chance of defense.
In the end, Long Aotian was "banished" from the sunroom, defeated by the trio.
A short while later, Lin Wanning slipped out and joined him by the stove, where lamb soup simmered. She poked his arm lightly. "Brother, still sulking?"
Long Aotian shot her a look. "You’ve changed."
Hearing the melodramatic gloom in his voice, Lin Wanning giggled, cupped his face, and planted a quick kiss on his lips. "Hehe."
"Qingxue made those dumplings big because she knows you eat a lot—she wanted you to have your fill." She glanced back at the sunroom with a smile. "You’ve known her long enough to understand how tsundere she is. Even if she cares deeply, she’d never say it outright. She just shows it in small ways."
"And Sister? She might scold you, but in her heart, she could never stay mad at you."
Of course, Long Aotian knew. Playing along with the three of them, if it made them happy, he didn’t mind being the butt of the joke.
He’d already gained so much. "Don’t dip your pen in company ink," they said—yet here he was, having done it three times over.
How could he not be content? Overflowingly so.
Seeing the three of them happy made him even happier.
"Have you been preparing well these past few days?"
Lin Wanning shrugged. "Brother, do you believe in intuition? A really strange, inexplicable feeling?"
"What do you mean?"
"I just have this sense… that I’ll definitely pass the audition this time." She laughed at herself. "Does that sound too arrogant?"
"A little confidence isn’t a bad thing. And I believe in you—unconditionally. Not for any reason, just because it’s you."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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!
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
