Noticing the shift in Su Bai's mood, Xia Lin had a sudden inspiration. She turned to him and asked, "Do you want to rest your head on my lap for a bit?"
"You just finished working out; shouldn't I be the one giving you a massage?"
"No way. If you do it, relaxation will be the last thing on the agenda. Hurry up and lie down so Big Sis can pinch your cute little cheeks." Xia Lin looked eager and high-spirited.
This high-end gym naturally had no shortage of rest areas. The leather-upholstered benches looked incredibly comfortable.
Su Bai didn't hesitate; he went with the flow and lay down.
It felt like Sister Lin had entered a state of explosive maternal instinct. To be honest, Su Bai didn't mind this vibe at all.
It made sense. Xia Lin really did take excellent care of him. Whenever Su Bai encountered a problem in an unfamiliar field now, his first reaction was to ask her. This counselor—once just a nodding acquaintance—had now occupied an indispensable position in his life.
Forming a habit is actually quite simple, provided the circumstances are sweet enough.
Xia Lin also wanted to slow the pace down a bit. The kiss just now had made her heart race too violently, blurring her vision slightly. She thought that if she continued to follow her instincts, she might end up doing something with her little brother Su Bai right here in the gym...
Not that safety or privacy would be an issue—the manager was her close friend, after all. Hehe, that was the power of Sister Lin's social connections.
True heiresses often shared similar habits: when developing intimate relationships, they preferred to play in private venues.
The problem was, this particular venue was a bit too makeshift.
Better to wait until after the workout, at that clubhouse... Well, calling it a clubhouse was a bit of a misnomer. It was actually a private villa in the Tianrong District, a birthday gift from her father when she first started university.
That's right, a birthday gift—a massive villa right in a tourist district.
The Xia family certainly had the resources.
Her father had really put thought into it. After all, with his daughter going to school out of town, she needed a place to hang out with her girlfriends, didn't she?
Her father had even joked back then that once she had a boyfriend, she should take him to the villa.
She absolutely shouldn't go to those sketchy love hotels; who knew if those places had hidden cameras installed?
Hmm, so sleeping with little brother Su Bai there was practically family-sanctioned.
"Xia, what are you thinking about? Why does it feel like your hand keeps wandering toward..." Su Bai felt a ticklish sensation, a tickle mixed with a stirring desire. Xia Lin wasn't playing fair; she promised an outbreak of maternal instinct, but it felt more like she was connoisseuring his abs.
"I'm not thinking about anything. Isn't it just that you can't wait to bully your Big Sis? Hmm?" Xia Lin feigned innocence.
"Indeed." Su Bai rolled over onto his side. With the tip of his nose grazing the smooth skin of Xia Lin's stomach, he took a deep breath, inhaling the scent deep into his lungs like an epic hit.
To be honest, Xia Lin smelled amazing; it was a scent that put him completely at ease.
However, this sudden ambush made Xia Lin tremble all over. She giggled, lightly patting Su Bai's back. "You're so bad... Your back muscles are so well-defined, too. I'm so envious."
"Just good genetics."
"Hey, let me ask you, you didn't take any drugs for this physique, did you?"
"Do I look like a pinhead?"
"Don't go 'enhancing' yourself just for aesthetic muscles; it's totally not worth it..."
"Don't worry, Sis, I'm all natural."
The System's Body Modification Fluid should count as all-natural, right?
Su Bai thought to himself as the conversation shifted to back training.
In reality, every major muscle group had corresponding classic exercises, such as push-ups for the chest or squats for the legs.
Back muscles could be trained through movements like pull-ups. Xia Lin mentioned she didn't usually like doing them; she felt uncomfortable engaging the muscles, so over time, she had neglected them.
To be more precise, she barely trained her back at all. However, she worried that if she never worked on it, she might be prone to hunching over as she got older in a couple of years.
Modern people were bound to have some degree of kyphosis due to long hours of desk work... No, wait, not work!
Playing on phones and gaming too much also contributed to poor posture.
Su Bai couldn't see any sign of Xia slouching. What could he say? Perhaps top-tier beauties were just prone to anxiety about their looks or figures.
"In that case, let me help you train your back, Sis!" Su Bai suggested.
"How so?"
"Didn't you say pull-ups feel uncomfortable? I'll assist you. We'll start with a lighter load."
"Sure, let's give it a try..."
There were actually machines designed to achieve this exact effect—standing on a guided platform and adjusting the weight stack... But how could that compare to the fun of Su Bai holding Xia Lin and watching her move?
It was a tacit understanding between the two.
As a result, when Su Bai hugged Xia Lin from behind, her bottom—clad in yoga pants—pressed tightly against him. The ambiguous intimacy of the moment instantly drained Xia Lin of her strength.
In the end, Xia Lin only looked like she was doing pull-ups; she was barely exerting any force at all.
Su Bai was doing all the work—he was practically weightlifting.
What surprised Xia Lin even more was that Su Bai remained composed the entire time, hardly even catching his breath. When Xia Lin's feet softly touched the ground, he didn't forget to tease her: "Xia, you're so light, even though you look quite curvy."
"Where am I chubby?" she blurted out subconsciously.
Following Su Bai's gaze, she realized he was paying her a compliment. She lowered her head, hooked her arms around his neck, and rested her cheek against his shoulder.
Just a hug like this filled Xia Lin with joy.
He was simply the perfect man of her dreams, except for being a bit of a player... But being a player wasn't exactly an unacceptable flaw. Hmm, how to put it? Since Xia Lin possessed the virtues of a traditional woman, she didn't mind if a powerful man like Su Bai dated others after marrying her. As long as she held the position of the wife, that was enough.
Su Bai quietly stared at Xia Lin's hair. He discovered that when this older sister was quiet, she possessed a unique, demure charm, yet she didn't lack vitality. It was amazing how these two types of beauty could merge so perfectly in one girl.
"Xia..."
"Why are you still calling me Xia outside of school? Call me Big Sis~" Xia Lin chided playfully.
"Alright, Big Sis... Do you want to continue working out? Or should we hurry up and move on to the next activity?"
"We haven't done yoga yet."
"In your condition, can you even do yoga?" Su Bai poked her waist.
Xia Lin twisted her body and retorted, "I can... of course I can."
The yoga session was a must; she had been looking forward to it for days.
Su Bai's hidden assets were not to be underestimated. Even through her yoga pants, Xia Lin could feel the wonders of destiny.
"I see. It seems Big Sis particularly enjoys this kind of subtle, hazy teasing."
"...You just know everything, don't you!" Xia Lin grumbled, but she didn't deny it. Instead, she took Su Bai's hand and led him to find a yoga mat.

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”