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!
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
