The store manager, accompanied by several clerks, surrounded Ke Yujia like stars around the moon, presenting the store's top-tier polar cold-proof suits, snow boots, fleece innerwear, and other gear to her piece by piece.
Ke Yujia obediently let Su Bai pick and choose for her. Just then, her gaze inadvertently swept over a huge outdoor sleeping bag on a corner shelf.
It was a top-tier double sleeping bag labeled "Polar Cold Resistance -40°C," shaped like a giant silkworm cocoon.
Looking at that double sleeping bag, Ke Yujia's mind couldn't help but conjure up some blush-inducing scenes.
If they were out in the freezing wilderness and the two of them squeezed into such a cramped sleeping bag, it would be difficult to even turn over, and they would have to press tightly against each other...
Wouldn't that mean that any slight movement would result in extremely intimate friction?
If Brother Su Bai did something naughty inside, she wouldn't even have a place to hide, or even be able to make a sound...
"Ah! Ke Yujia, what are you thinking about!"
Ke Yujia suddenly snapped back to reality, feeling her cheeks burn and her ears turn completely red. She secretly despised herself, feeling that her thoughts had become too dirty lately; she had definitely been corrupted by Brother Su Bai at the clubhouse!
Su Bai keenly noticed his little childhood sweetheart's strange behavior, followed her gaze, and instantly understood.
"Wrap up that double sleeping bag," Su Bai pointed at the shelf, his tone leaving no room for doubt.
"Right away, Mr. Su! This sleeping bag uses top-grade goose down and has excellent thermal insulation!" the store manager immediately beamed.
"Wait." Su Bai seemed to think of something, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Also, give me a few of the most absorbent outdoor soft pads in your store, the kind that can be laid inside the sleeping bag."
The store manager was taken aback. "Mr. Su, this sleeping bag itself has very good moisture-proof performance, you don't need..."
"You don't understand." Su Bai cast a meaningful glance at Ke Yujia, his voice neither loud nor soft. "In the wild, the temperature difference is large, and vigorous exercise makes you sweat easily. If there is too much 'water' inside the sleeping bag, it's easy to catch a cold. Absorbency is extremely important, understand?"
Hearing the words "too much water" and "vigorous exercise," Ke Yujia's head buzzed, and she felt so ashamed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
One of her small hands tightly gripped Su Bai's hem, her voice as faint as a mosquito's. "Brother Su Bai... stop talking..."
Several experienced clerks instantly reacted, looking at Su Bai with shock and admiration in their eyes.
Truly a top-tier billionaire, he knows how to play! Playing in a double sleeping bag on a snowy mountain at dozens of degrees below zero, and even equipping it with an absorbent soft pad—this stamina, this kink, it was simply incredible!
"Understood! I will definitely get you the most absorbent and skin-friendly soft pads!" The store manager went to pack them up with a face full of smiles.
After buying the gear, the two returned to the ultra-luxury suite at the Aman Hotel.
As soon as they entered the door, Su Bai couldn't wait to spread out the huge double sleeping bag on the carpet and casually stuffed the absorbent soft pad inside.
"Come on, little maid, let's test the warmth of this sleeping bag first." Su Bai grabbed Ke Yujia's slender waist.
"Ah? Test it in the room?"
Before Ke Yujia could react, Su Bai had already pulled her into the cramped double sleeping bag with him.
With a zip, the inside of the sleeping bag instantly became an extremely cramped, dimly lit private space.
Their bodies pressed tightly together without any gaps, and the sounds of their breathing and heartbeats were infinitely amplified in the small space.
"Brother Su Bai... it's so crowded in here..." Ke Yujia pressed her hands against Su Bai's firm chest, her voice so soft and sweet it felt like it could drip water.
"It's warmer when it's crowded."
Su Bai chuckled, and his large hands began to roam around in the narrow space.
The space inside the sleeping bag was simply too small; Ke Yujia had nowhere to retreat and could only let Su Bai do as he pleased.
This feeling of being completely enveloped and bound with no way to escape, coupled with the scenes she had imagined in the store earlier, gave Ke Yujia an unprecedented sense of extreme stimulation.
Although her S-rank flexibility couldn't be fully utilized in the sleeping bag, she could only forcefully cater to Su Bai's rhythm, letting out suppressed soft moans.
Just as the temperature in the sleeping bag was rising sharply and the experiment was halfway through its most crucial part.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"
The phone thrown on the carpet outside the sleeping bag suddenly vibrated frantically.
Su Bai raised an eyebrow, unzipped it a little, and reached out to pull the phone in. The screen showed a video call request from Zhou Jialu.
"It's Sister Jialu..." Ke Yujia was startled and quickly covered her mouth, afraid of making even the slightest sound.
Su Bai, however, pressed the answer button without a care.
The screen lit up, showing Zhou Jialu wearing extremely sexy black silk loungewear, leaning lazily on the sofa at the East Lake Clubhouse.
"Boss, are you having fun in the north? Did you miss your head housekeeper?" Zhou Jialu's charming voice came through.
However, when she saw the scene on the screen clearly, she couldn't help but freeze.
The lighting in the frame was dim, surrounded by the inner lining of the sleeping bag. And tightly pressed against Su Bai's chest was a little childhood sweetheart with disheveled clothes, a flushed face, and eyes full of spring water.
Ke Yujia looked absolutely ravishing at this moment; anyone looking at her completely dominated, submissive appearance would know exactly what had just happened.
"Ah!" Ke Yujia let out a gasp, burying her burning little face tightly into Su Bai's chest in utter shame, not daring to look at the screen at all.
Zhou Jialu wasn't jealous in the slightest; instead, she watched with great interest, covering her mouth and giggling.
"Oh my, so you're testing out the sleeping bag? This scene is just too exciting." As the head housekeeper, Zhou Jialu had long been accustomed to Su Bai's various antics and even teased, "Sister Yujia, is the sleeping bag's absorbency good? Do you want me to send you a few more soft pads later?"
"Sister Jialu... stop making fun of me..." Ke Yujia's muffled voice came from Su Bai's embrace, laced with a crying tone.
"Alright, stop teasing her, she's thin-skinned." Su Bai smiled and interrupted Zhou Jialu. "Is everything arranged at the clubhouse?"
"Don't worry, Boss. With me here, the backyard is absolutely secure. You guys have fun, I won't disturb your 'experiment' any longer. Remember to take lots of pictures for me."
Zhou Jialu very sensibly hung up the video call.
As soon as the video cut off, Su Bai looked down at the little childhood sweetheart in his arms who was so embarrassed she was practically smoking, and with a wicked smile, he zipped the sleeping bag back up.
The following afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, but the bitter wind was still howling.
Led by an old hunter, Su Bai and Ke Yujia, wearing full sets of top-tier cold-proof gear, walked into a shaded valley behind the Aman Hotel.
Lao Li, the exclusive driver, followed behind, carrying a professional mountaineering backpack.
They were surrounded by a pristine, snow-covered primeval forest. The snow was extremely thick, emitting a crunching sound with every step they took.
"Brother Su Bai, look here! It really looks like the back mountain we used to go to when we were kids!" Ke Yujia pointed excitedly at the surrounding scenery, holding an alpenstock in her hand, like a happy little deer.
"Walk slowly, there might be holes under the snow," Su Bai reminded her.
Just as he finished speaking.
"Ah!"
Ke Yujia's foot slipped. She stepped into a hidden hole covered by snow, instantly lost her balance, and fell heavily into the snow.
"Yujia!" Su Bai immediately stepped forward and helped her up.
"Hiss—it hurts so much..." Ke Yujia gasped, her delicate little face instantly turning pale from the pain.
She tried to stand up, but a piercing pain shot through her right ankle, making it impossible to put any weight on it.
Having sprained her ankle so soon after setting out, Ke Yujia's eyes immediately turned red, and large teardrops welled up in them.
"I'm sorry, Brother Su Bai... I'm too clumsy, I can't even walk properly." Ke Yujia's face was full of self-blame, her voice thick with a crying tone. "We finally came out to pick mushrooms, and I've ruined your fun..."
As someone who had always been an insecure little wallflower, her biggest fear was being a burden to Su Bai. She felt completely useless.
"What silly things are you saying?" Su Bai frowned, his tone domineering yet laced with heartache.
He directly scooped Ke Yujia up in his arms, walked over to a flat rock nearby, and sat her down.
The old hunter who was leading the way quickly hurried over. He took one look at Ke Yujia's ankle and shook his head repeatedly. "Oh my, boss, this girl's ankle is sprained quite badly. She probably injured the tendon. The mountain roads are hard to walk on. We need to get someone to carry her down the mountain to the hospital right away, otherwise it's going to swell up like a steamed bun!"
Lao Li also looked anxious. "Mr. Su, I will call the hotel's medical rescue team right away!"
"No need."
Su Bai said lightly. He squatted down and directly untied Ke Yujia's expensive winter snow boots, taking them off.
Ke Yujia was wearing a pair of extremely thick and warm wool socks.
"Brother Su Bai, don't look, it must be so ugly..." Ke Yujia tried to pull her foot back.
Su Bai firmly held her slender calf, his hands directly wrapping around her right ankle.
The next second, Su Bai instantly activated his Master-level Traditional Chinese Medicine Massage skill in his mind.
Su Bai's hands seemed to possess some kind of magical power, his thumbs accurately pressing on several key acupoints on Ke Yujia's ankle.
An extremely warm and gentle force, passing through the thick wool socks, continuously penetrated into Ke Yujia's swollen joint.
"Mmm..."
Ke Yujia, who had been crying from the pain, suddenly felt an extremely comfortable warmth coming from her ankle. That piercing pain actually lessened by more than half in an instant.
Su Bai's technique was exquisite. Every kneading and massaging motion perfectly dissolved the blood stasis and stretched out the damaged tendons.
Ke Yujia couldn't help but let out a soft, comfortable hum, her clear eyes filled with disbelief.
The old hunter standing to the side was completely dumbfounded.
He hunted in the mountains all year round and had seen his fair share of falls and injuries. With a sprained ankle of this severity, one wouldn't be able to walk on it for at least ten days to half a month.
But this young rich man in front of him just casually squeezed it a few times through the sock, and the girl's expression was actually no longer pained?
"Boss, this... is this massage technique the lost art of Traditional Chinese Medicine bone-setting?" The old hunter's eyes widened, looking at Su Bai as if he had seen a ghost.
Su Bai ignored him and continued to massage intently for about three to five minutes.
It wasn't until he felt that the swelling under his hands had completely subsided and the tendons were fully realigned that Su Bai stopped his movements and patted Ke Yujia's calf.
"Stand up and try walking a few steps."
Ke Yujia doubtfully stood up from the rock, tentatively stepping her right foot onto the snow.
There was no sharp pain, no weakness, and she could bear weight extremely steadily.
She walked two more steps in disbelief, even giving a light jump.
It was completely healed!
The ankle that had been too painful to walk on just a moment ago had actually returned to normal, as if it had never been injured at all.

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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...

e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"

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.”