Kiss any player of your choice?
Why would something like this be in a Truth or Dare game?
And before that, there was something about playing a symphony with eyelashes.
Qin Luo covered his face. What kind of bizarre rules were these?
Glancing at the time, it was almost midnight. Qin Luo couldn't help but cough lightly and speak up, "Miss, maybe we should just call it a night."
"There's no need..."
As soon as these words left his mouth.
Su Muwan seemed to snap out of her daze. Her face flushed red as she glared at Qin Luo, "What do you mean 'no need'? What do you mean 'call it a night'?"
"The rules of the game must be followed!"
"Choose... choose one!"
Su Muwan said, pointing at Qin Luo, "You're it!"
As she spoke.
Su Muwan first tossed the card aside, then grabbed Qin Luo by the collar.
Her eyes locked onto his as she declared, "It's... it's just a kiss! Since the rules say so, Qin Luo, open your mouth."
"Let's do this."
Qin Luo was startled. Although he had been looking forward to something like this.
He clearly didn't want it to happen this way, especially since Su Muwan was clearly drunk.
He quickly stepped back, "Miss, let go. You're drunk. Let's talk about this when you're sober, okay?"
However.
"No, Qin Luo, are you trying to run away?"
Su Muwan snorted coldly, and with a forceful tug, she pulled Qin Luo back.
"Ouch!"
Qin Luo gasped, but before he could react, Su Muwan had already pinned him down on the sofa.
In an instant.
Buzz—!
The noise around them seemed to vanish, leaving only the sound of their breathing and heartbeats in the living room.
Qin Luo's mind was in chaos, his body stiff and almost immobile.
To prevent him from escaping, Su Muwan even used her inner energy to freeze his limbs.
"Qin Luo..."
Su Muwan looked down at him, her eyes filled with both drunkenness and a strange glint.
Her long hair cascaded down, the soft strands gently brushing against Qin Luo's cheek, sending a ticklish sensation through him.
Her hands were planted on either side of him, trapping him in an inescapable position.
Under the light, her face appeared exceptionally soft, her drunken state adding a touch of alluring beauty.
"Hehe..."
"Qin Luo, I'm the strongest..."
"Whether it's martial arts, games, or business..."
"I have to be the best..."
Su Muwan's voice carried a hint of hoarseness and excitement, as if she was confident in her imminent victory in this final game.
"So... just lie there and don't move."
She leaned in close, her breath brushing against Qin Luo's face, carrying the faint scent of alcohol.
Qin Luo felt his heart pounding like thunder. He tried to suppress his nervousness and spoke rationally, "Miss, you're really drunk. Let's discuss this when you wake up, okay?"
"Drunk? What drunk?"
Su Muwan chuckled, her smile carrying a hint of slyness, "I don't think I'm drunk. I know what I'm doing."
Her voice gradually softened, her eyes becoming tender as she cupped Qin Luo's face with her hands, "Didn't you say you had someone you liked?"
Qin Luo was taken aback, "Yes, I did say that, but what does that have to do with the current situation..."
"Hmm hmm hmm..."
Before he could finish, Su Muwan lowered her head, her soft hair once again brushing against Qin Luo's face.
She whispered softly into his ear, "The person you like hasn't kissed you yet, has she?"
"Since you're my subordinate, your first kiss belongs to me."
"You should know..."
"The person kissing you isn't the one you like."
"It's me... Su Muwan!!"
What kind of ridiculous declaration is this!
"Am I your property??"
"It's written in the contract!!"
"What contract? I've read it, and there's nothing like that!!"
"If I say there is, then there is!"
Su Muwan didn't want to waste any more words. Instead, she pressed Qin Luo down and slowly leaned in.
Qin Luo's eyes widened as he watched Su Muwan get closer and closer.
Oh no...
He could smell Su Muwan's familiar scent and realized that he was about to be forcefully kissed by her.
But... but...
Is this what he wanted?!
The answer is.....
Of course, it is!
But... not like this.
Wait, Su Muwan's movements are so clumsy. Is she trying to find my lips?
Huh... why does Su Muwan look a bit uncomfortable?
Why is her mouth puffed up like that? What's going on?
Qin Luo noticed Su Muwan pausing mid-action and couldn't help but ask, "Su..."
Before he could finish.
Su Muwan: "Ugh... glug glug glug........"
"......"
.......
An hour later.
The scene had been cleaned up.
Su Bailian, Yan Qiuyue, and Zhu Lan were all tossed onto the sofa by Qin Luo, who kindly covered them with a blanket.
"Money, money, money..."
"Goddess, goddess, goddess..."
"Friends, friends, friends..."
The three of them muttered in their sleep.
Qin Luo let out a sigh, wiped the sweat off his brow, and then headed upstairs.
Creak~
The door gently opened, revealing a soft, large bed with a figure soundly asleep on it.
Su Muwan seemed to have exhausted herself and finally settled down.
Qin Luo walked to the edge of the bed, looking at her, and couldn't help but wipe the corner of his mouth.
"Ah...."
Qin Luo sighed softly.
The miss is indeed a master of returning to simplicity. The taste of that mosaic substance...
Hmm...
Qin Luo smacked his lips. Honestly, it wasn't bad.
"Huh?"
Qin Luo frowned. Had he really become a pervert?
Whatever, pervert or not, I just hope the miss forgets everything about tonight.
He shook his head, pulled the blanket back over Su Muwan, who had kicked it off, and was about to quietly close the door and leave when—
Suddenly.
"Qin... Qin Luo..."
Su Muwan's soft murmurs echoed in the quiet, empty room.
Qin Luo paused.
He turned his head, looking at Su Muwan, who seemed to be dreaming about him, and suddenly felt curious.
He blinked curiously and sat back down on the edge of the bed.
Then, he leaned in closer to hear what Su Muwan was saying.
"Qin Luo, don't go..."
"......."
As her words faded.
Qin Luo's expression softened, and he stayed still for a moment.
Finally, he chuckled and shook his head, "Such a cute miss."
He reached out and gently held her hand, whispering, "See, I'm right here."
"Are you having a nightmare? Call for me in your dreams, miss. I'll come to protect you."
Miss, what would you do without me?
In the dream.
Under a large tree.
Qin Luo was pinned against the wall by Su Muwan, letting out an embarrassing cry, "M-miss, please don't do this..."
"Huh? Trying to leave?!"
Su Muwan licked her lips, "Oi, Qin Luo, you're usually so cocky! But now, you're completely at my mercy!"
"M-miss... I was wrong..."
"Keh keh keh keh keh!! Scream all you want! No one's coming to save you!!"
"Eek eek eek!!"
In reality.
Su Muwan's furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on her lips, "Hehe... I told you not to leave..."
Qin Luo smiled.
It seems everything's fine now.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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.”
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
