Hu Yuying put on her shoes and took a few steps.
The shoes were light, didn’t tire her feet, and felt soft and comfortable as she walked.
“Try on the other pair.”
Hu Yuying nodded, not daring to say anything more.
She obediently listened to Long Aotian and was about to take off her shoes.
“Wait, try on those socks first.”
Long Aotian reminded her with the demeanor of a gentleman.
To be clear, it wasn’t that Long Aotian wanted to see Hu Yuying’s feet, but those pink socks looked much better. Long Aotian had always been mature and composed—how could he be compared to some pervert obsessed with feet?
“Oh.”
He couldn’t help but take a couple of extra glances before taking a deep breath and looking away, satisfied.
“Let’s take these two.” Long Aotian said, taking out money from his pocket.
Two pairs of shoes would be good for switching between.
Hu Yuying stood beside Long Aotian with her head down, so he couldn’t see her expression.
But based on Long Aotian’s understanding of Hu Yuying, even without seeing her face, he could guess what she was thinking.
Some things only needed to be said once or twice; saying them more would be meaningless.
“Let’s go.”
“Where to?” Seeing Long Aotian carrying the bags and walking ahead, Hu Yuying hurriedly followed, wanting to help him carry the items.
“Don’t pull and tug; it’s not good if others see.”
Hu Yuying shot Long Aotian a resentful look. Earlier, he had carried her on his back, spanked her, and walked all the way here with so many people watching, yet he hadn’t said anything about it being inappropriate.
“You dare glare at me?” He tapped her head lightly.
Though he said that, Long Aotian felt quite happy inside. At her age, she should be lively and vibrant. Being too rigid and dull wasn’t good either.
“Where are we going?”
“To buy clothes.”
“I don’t want any.”
“Dream on, they’re for me.”
“Oh.” Hearing this, Hu Yuying felt relieved and even walked a little faster.
Soon, Long Aotian spotted a floral dress that looked quite nice.
He led Hu Yuying into the store.
Hu Yuying glanced around at the clothes, both men’s and women’s, without thinking much of it.
Long Aotian picked up the floral dress: “Go try it on.”
“Huh?”
“What do you mean ‘huh’? Go change. I’ll pick out the men’s clothes. Flowers need leaves to set them off, so hurry up.”
Long Aotian coaxed and pushed her into the fitting room before she could even react.
“Brother Long.” Hu Yuying’s head barely poked out before Long Aotian pushed her back in: “Stop dawdling!”
Waiting for a girl to change clothes was incredibly boring, even if it was Hu Yuying.
Long Aotian waited and waited, eventually yawning.
“Brother Long.”
Hearing her voice, Long Aotian, who was mid-yawn, opened his mouth even wider.
The floral dress was simple in design, yet it perfectly accentuated Hu Yuying’s figure.
As she walked, her waist swayed gently, exuding a subtle yet undeniable charm, as if there was a hidden strength within her.
Her long hair, which had been tied up, now fell loosely.
A few strands rested on her fair and delicate collarbone, adding a touch of sensuality to her otherwise pure appearance.
Noticing Long Aotian’s gaze, Hu Yuying stood timidly in place, her watery eyes flickering as she secretly glanced at him. Her face turned bright red, and her eyes sparkled like a deer’s.
“Surprisingly good.” Long Aotian said, reaching out his hand to her.
Seeing his hand, Hu Yuying hesitated for a moment, then shyly placed her small hand in his.
Long Aotian patted her hand away: “Give me the clothes; I’ll pack them up.”
“Oh, okay.” Hu Yuying was a bit slow to react but quickly handed over the dress.
Holding her clothes, Long Aotian caught a faint, unique scent of a young girl.
It wasn’t overpowering, just a subtle, pleasant fragrance.
After packing the dress, he looked at Hu Yuying with satisfaction: “Let’s go, I’m starving.”
And just like that, Hu Yuying ended up with a new dress.
Wearing the floral dress and the soft, comfortable shoes, Hu Yuying felt a newfound confidence as she walked beside Long Aotian.
It was a confidence that radiated from within, making her glow.
Long Aotian noticed it, and it was a good thing.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman naturally drew attention wherever they went.
Long Aotian and Hu Yuying were no exception.
Even though they weren’t holding hands or talking, just walking together made people look twice.
“Brother Long, this is the restaurant where I work part-time. Let’s eat here.” Hu Yuying suggested.
She could get a discount here, and since Long Aotian had bought her clothes and shoes, she felt she should at least treat him to a meal.
Besides, the place was quite affordable.
Long Aotian wasn’t picky about food, so he nodded: “Alright.”
......
“Brother Ye, Brother Ye, look at that beauty!”
Gao Quan excitedly patted the shoulder of the person next to him.
Ye Liangchen wasn’t in the mood. His mom had given him some money yesterday to go out and have fun.
Coincidentally, Gao Quan had texted him today to go online gaming.
But gaming wasn’t on his mind—he wanted to drown his sorrows at the place where his “treasure girl” worked, hoping she would feel sorry for him. He even planned to have Gao Quan take a photo of him drunk and post it online.
“Sigh, I’m not in the mood. I don’t think I’ll ever feel anything for a woman again.”
“Damn, that guy looks like Long Aotian.”
“What?” Hearing this, Ye Liangchen perked up: “Finally caught him, huh? That two-timing jerk, stringing along my treasure girl while dating someone else.”
Then a thought struck him: “If Long Aotian gets tired of my treasure girl, maybe I’ll have a chance.”
He quickly followed Gao Quan’s gaze, his lips trembling as his eyes widened: “My treasure girl?”
How could he forget what she looked like? Even though she looked different today, something about her made him recognize her instantly.
“Doesn’t that girl look familiar? Brother Ye, isn’t she the one we saw in the cafeteria before?” Gao Quan squinted, trying to place her.
“It’s her.”
After Ye Liangchen confirmed it, Gao Quan gasped. It was no wonder—Hu Yuying looked completely different today.
She usually wore her school uniform, her hair tied up, and followed Long Aotian silently. Though pretty, her face was often expressionless.
But today, she was smiling so brightly, radiating a pure charm that was hard to describe. It was the kind of smile that made your heart skip a beat and left you feeling warm just by looking at her.
The phrase “a perfect match” suddenly popped into Gao Quan’s mind.
“So even my treasure girl can be swayed by material things. Hah, I underestimated human nature...” Ye Liangchen’s cold smile faded, replaced by a stern expression.
“Brave Liangchen, fear no hardship. Let’s go!”
Ye Liangchen straightened his clothes. He was determined to outshine Long Aotian in every way and show his treasure girl what a high-quality man she had missed out on!
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?"
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
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?!
