After saying that, Chen Yusheng couldn't hold back herself and squinted her eyes, laughing.
She rarely smiled, but when she did to the point where her eyes crinkled, her stunning face could truly be called a peerless beauty in this world.
Perhaps when the heavens created her, they adhered to the principle that rarity breeds value.
They condensed all the charm of Chen Yusheng's lifetime of smiles and poured them out before Su Bai.
"You know what? Right now, you're like one of those elementary school kids who starts telling a joke but can't stop laughing at their own punchline before even finishing."
"I am not! I'm not a kid!" Chen Yusheng protested, her feet lightly tapping on Su Bai's slippers in alternation.
Kitty Yusheng was kneading again.
"Alright, tell me, why don’t I love you anymore?"
"You kept bothering me while I was gaming, and you didn’t even react!"
"So I was supposed to react?" Su Bai retorted. "I remember last time I reacted plenty, and then you said my brain was offline, that my team fights were garbage, and told me not to get distracted during games!"
"Uh… did I really say that?" Chen Yusheng looked utterly clueless.
"Ah, as expected, girls in love become a little silly..."
"I’m not silly! I’m sharp as a tack." When it came to intelligence, Chen Yusheng was supremely confident. "It’s just that I’ve been deep in research lately, using my brain too much, so I seem a bit slow!"
"You’re always doing research. You even 'research' weird jungle paths when farming creeps..."
"Ugh, that’s different~ What I’m doing now is something I actually want to do, so it takes more energy. Before, it was just commercial projects—mostly grunt work anyway."
For someone like Chen Yusheng, the definition of "grunt work" wasn’t the same as for ordinary people.
For example, mindless calculations or tedious coding projects counted as grunt work—things that didn’t require complex thinking or inspiration.
Su Bai could easily understand her perspective.
And he also grasped the deeper meaning behind her words.
...
So Su Bai took the initiative, considerate as ever.
He carried her to the large couch in the study.
Honestly, Yusheng’s "practical skills" had been improving lately.
Almost every time, she managed to give Su Bai a brand-new experience.
Then, during the post-battle lap-pillow session, Chen Yusheng started asking weird questions again.
"Between my thighs and Xia’s, whose are more comfortable?"
This question stemmed from an incident where Su Bai had enjoyed a midday head-scratching session on Xia Lin’s lap, only for Chen Yusheng to later catch Xia’s scent on him.
According to Chen Yusheng, Xia Lin had this mature, womanly fragrance about her.
Su Bai didn’t quite get it. All he knew was that the women he was drawn to all smelled nice, though each had her own distinct style. But Chen Yusheng’s description was a bit too abstract for him.
Chen Yusheng had been holding onto this grievance. After all, the "lap pillow from an elegant older woman" had been her unique advantage over Su Bai—until Xia swooped in and stole the spotlight.
She couldn’t remember the beginning, the middle, or the end of the story, but the injustice of it all still rankled!
"Her legs are too athletic—way too springy. Yours are way more comfortable."
"Really? Hmph. I thought men all liked the fitness type. You see so many comics about buff female trainers, but hardly any about brainy girls."
"Do I look like the kind of guy who’d go for a fitness trainer?" Su Bai pointed at his own nose.
"Yes!"
"How dare you slander me like this?"
"Because you’re a playboy, hmph."
Chen Yusheng started babbling playfully again, reaching out to pinch Su Bai’s ears.
Su Bai’s ears were rather large, with plump, smooth earlobes. According to traditional face-reading, a man with such earlobes was destined for greatness—a sign of good fortune.
"Then you have to stay on my lap longer than the last time you were on Xia’s."
"...Yes, meow."
Who knew she’d develop such a bizarre competitive streak over this?!
Well, maybe not so bizarre. Most top students were fiercely competitive by nature.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have risen to the top in the brutal academic rat race.
Someone like Su Bai, though—a slacker through and through—had coasted through school with a grin, whether he aced or bombed his exams.
No shame, no drive.
What pushed him to study was sheer pragmatism. After starting high school, Su Bai realized that with his "orphan protagonist" backstory, if he didn’t work hard to land a decent job, life would be rough.
It wasn’t like he had some innate talent that let him coast through life without studying… Well, actually, he did have one.
He could always become a male escort for rich ladies...
The steel wool’s motto was "endure and prosper."
Su Bai wasn’t great at enduring, so he settled for hitting the books.
Fine, he’d indulge Yusheng’s competitive spirit.
"I’m going to use your thighs as a pillow all night," Su Bai declared. "If you get cold in the middle of the night, wake me up."
"And then what?"
"Then I’ll heat you up from the inside."
"Pffft—!"
Chen Yusheng burst into laughter again, her giggles ringing like a goose’s honk.
Once she caught her breath, Chen Yusheng suddenly stood up.
"...Seriously? Weren’t we just talking about moderation?"
"That was post-climax wisdom. Post-climax promises don’t count."
"Hah, can’t argue with that."
"It’s all your fault, you big silly goose. You’re too good to me. You’ve lifted all the weight off my life, and now whenever I have free time, all I can think about is you—and doing shamelessly happy things with you... Hmph, fine! Once we’re old enough, let’s get married and have kids."
"Wait, we’re already talking about kids?!" Su Bai was stunned.
Weren’t young women nowadays supposed to be wary of childbirth?
Seeing his expression, Chen Yusheng panicked. "Y-you don’t want to? Or do you think… I’m not good enough?"
"Of course you’re good enough! Even just for the sake of improving the next generation’s IQ, we should have four, five, six, seven, eight, nine kids."
"What kind of pig farm are you running here?!"
"It’s just… this feels so sudden."
"It’s not sudden at all. A guy like you—there are probably tons of girls lining up to have your babies. So, to make sure no one else gets ahead of me, I’m calling dibs on being first!"
A triumphant smile spread across Chen Yusheng’s face.
For any woman, having children was a serious consideration.
The popular saying these days was, "If you’re poor, don’t have kids."
Chen Yusheng thought that was too extreme.
If it was true love, you didn’t need perfect conditions. Besides, that kind of materialistic competition was a bottomless pit.
But then again, that wasn’t something she had to worry about. When it came to finances, Su Bai could provide the best for her, ensuring she’d never have to stress over the challenges of raising a child.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
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.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
