Honestly, you have to admit.
Su Bai's suggestion made Liu Chen'ang's eyes light up.
Truth be told, there were many things she had always wanted to do, but perhaps due to not being the sharpest tool in the shed, she couldn’t quite figure out the right way to go about them.
For example, dressing up beautifully and going shopping—Liu Chen'ang’s previous solution was to do it abroad, in places where she was absolutely certain she wouldn’t run into anyone familiar, like flying off to some small European country…
It was a reliable method, just a bit high on the cost side.
The solution Su Bai proposed, however, was far more economical in terms of both money and effort.
A wig, a mask, and suddenly, she couldn’t care less about anyone.
What, you ask about Liu Chen'ang? There’s no Liu Chen'ang here—only Yangyang.
Even if some old geezer walked right up to her, he probably wouldn’t recognize her.
The most amazing part? Su Bai had even prepared colored contacts for her!
"Ugh, Su Bai, you’re just too thoughtful… How come I never thought of such a brilliant idea?"
"Because you’re dumb."
"I’m not dumb! When I was getting my racing license, the coach said I was really smart, learned faster than a lot of professional drivers."
"Then you must be a natural-born driving prodigy."
"Not at all! You’re way better at driving than me—you even said those things in front of my dad…"
Mentioning that, Liu Chen'ang’s expression turned strange, her whole body radiating a kind of dewy, irresistible charm.
Su Bai noticed that when this girl let her true nature out, her femininity was off the charts—like the epitome of womanhood.
And it wasn’t just that—she was genuinely innocent. In this day and age, true innocence was an exceedingly rare quality.
Digging deeper, Su Bai figured it probably had to do with Liu Chen'ang’s unique circumstances growing up, leaving her with very few friends.
She couldn’t blend in with guys, and she struggled to fit in with girls either.
"Go on, change your clothes. Once you’re done, I’ll take you shopping. Just pretend you’re some little influencer I invited out."
"Mm-hmm, okay! I’ll do whatever you say!"
Liu Chen'ang started changing, but as she undressed, she suddenly realized something was off.
At that moment, the tinted windows of the Mercedes GLE blocked out the outside light, creating a little world of their own under Jiangcheng’s early autumn sun.
And in this little world, the girl’s face flushed a delicate peach, her lips glistening like crystal, as if urging Su Bai to hurry up and tease her.
"Let me help you change."
Su Bai reached out, and Liu Chen'ang squirmed shyly—though her resistance was purely performative, just a coy little act that only fueled Su Bai’s enthusiasm.
Ugh, whatever. Since she’d already done that with Su Bai, she might as well let him have his way.
……
After an indescribable interlude…
Liu Chen'ang covered her face, her body still trembling.
Su Bai, meanwhile, flexed his wrist.
Not bad.
With his skills, teasing Yangyang was a piece of cake.
Come to think of it, after a few intimate escapades with Yangyang, Su Bai had started noticing a rather intriguing pattern.
Namely, Yangyang seemed to have a particular fondness for using her mouth…
Sure, Su Bai had explored this aspect with other S-tier goddesses too.
Especially with his senior—paired with her ample assets, it was pure bliss.
But Yangyang? She seemed downright obsessed.
No idea what that was about.
Given Yangyang’s simple-minded, carefree nature, Su Bai decided to just ask outright.
"I’m starting to wonder if you have some kind of weird oral fixation."
"Huh? What fixation…?"
Su Bai whispered something in her ear, and Yangyang froze as if struck by lightning before laughing helplessly. "No way, no way! It’s not like I like that stuff, it’s just… you’re so manly, and it makes me feel really… you know?"
"Ohhh."
Su Bai had an epiphany—so this was how Yangyang deeply embraced her feminine side?
"If that’s the case, I’m more than happy to indulge you!"
With that, Su Bai pressed Yangyang’s head down without waiting for consent.
After a brief moment of shock, Yangyang quickly pleaded, "D-don’t push me! Ugh, if you really want it, I… I’ll do it!"
She shot him a resentful little glance as she spoke.
At the same time, she brushed aside a loose strand of hair from her forehead.
Her hair, though short, was more of a bob—longer than the standard high school girl’s cut.
Some girls did rock this style for its clean, fresh look.
But when Yangyang, usually so repressed, unleashed her innate sensuality…
That casual hair-tucking gesture sent Su Bai’s heart racing.
What happened next was entirely beyond Yangyang’s control…
……
[Ding! Detected S-tier goddess Liu Chen'ang (Yangyang), affection +3. Current affection: 96.]
[Congratulations! You’ve earned 3 bonus draws.]
The whole thing lasted about as long as a class period.
But the pleasure Yangyang experienced dwarfed anything she’d ever felt in any classroom.
Su Bai wiped her down and checked his system.
Draw now? Nah. If he landed another special trait, their shopping plans would go out the window—they’d be stuck in another "class," and dinner would have to be takeout.
Actually, by then, Yangyang might not even have the strength to walk to a restaurant.
Shopping with Yangyang was important, after all.
Su Bai never hesitated to lend a hand to close friends struggling with life’s challenges.
And for Yangyang, her biggest challenge was missing out on quintessential girly experiences.
Soon after, they parked the GLE at the mall.
By the time they stepped out, Liu Chen'ang—no, now Liu Chenyang—was dressed in a boho-chic sundress.
A decorative straw hat perched atop her head.
Fresh and playful.
She wore wedge sandals and carried a designer handbag Su Bai had somehow stashed in the GLE’s trunk.
"So, how do I look?"
Liu Chenyang’s voice, muffled by her mask, remained as crisp and melodious as ever. To Su Bai, her natural tone was downright magical—more captivating than even professionally trained voice actors.
"Gorgeous. Absolutely stunning. Let me take a picture."
After snapping the shot, Liu Chenyang scurried over, squeezing next to Su Bai to check the photo on his phone.
She froze.
Wait, is that really me?
"Seems you’ve got a thing for the sweet, innocent type… Hmm, same category as Jiang Qiuran."
"Eh? Your childhood friend? Yeah, but she’s so petite. Am I… kinda too big?"
"Too big? 5’7" is perfect. I’m 6’1"—you’re still tiny next to me."
Su Bai patted her head as he spoke.
Yangyang immediately melted into the touch.
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close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
