After eating and drinking to her heart's content...
"Heave-ho!"
Su Muwan flopped onto the living room sofa like a lazy little cat.
The soft cushions sank slightly under her weight as she curled up on her side, her jet-black hair cascading carelessly over the sofa and framing her face.
"Miss, you’re lying down right after eating?"
"Hmph! What do you know? This is called enjoying life! Savoring every moment!"
Su Muwan snorted lightly before turning on the TV and tearing open a bag of chips, munching happily.
Ah, a lazy afternoon—this is the kind of life a young lady like me deserves to indulge in~~
Qin Luo watched her antics, his lips curling into an unconscious smile as he sat beside her on the sofa.
Then, slowly, he reached out and gently rested his hand atop Su Muwan’s head.
Feeling his touch, Su Muwan blinked curiously. "Qin Luo, what are you doing?"
"Petting a cat."
"??"
No sooner had he spoken than Qin Luo’s fingers lightly combed through her hair, smoothing it with slow, rhythmic strokes.
Su Muwan, who had been about to protest, immediately closed her eyes in pleasure. "Mmm..."
A soft, contented hum escaped her throat as her brows relaxed, her expression serene and satisfied.
Qin Luo’s movements were gentle and deliberate, gliding from the crown of her head down to the ends of her hair, each stroke brimming with unspoken affection.
Su Muwan adjusted slightly, nestling her head more comfortably against Qin Luo’s lap.
Her body stretched out further, one arm draped lazily over the sofa’s armrest, fingers curling faintly.
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Little Su Muwan—completely under his spell.
Qin Luo chuckled softly.
Since he often gave Su Muwan massages, his initial basic techniques had leveled up to advanced.
Su Muwan was now experiencing the bliss of a high-end spa treatment. She murmured happily, "Tsk tsk, Qin Luo, your massage skills have really improved. I’ve never seen you practice, though."
"Heh, if the young lady likes it, I’ll give you one every day. Guaranteed to satisfy."
Hearing this, Su Muwan perked up. She opened her eyes and looked at Qin Luo. "Oh? Every day? Satisfy?"
"Pfft—you get all flustered with just a little teasing! How dare a mere Qin Luo act so smug!"
A mischievous grin spread across her face before she began squirming playfully in his arms like a slippery little fish.
Her silky hair brushed against Qin Luo’s cheek, tickling him slightly.
Qin Luo sighed and tightened his arms, trying to hold her still.
But Su Muwan only grew more unruly. She poked his nose with her fingertip and cooed, "Oh? Trying to keep me trapped, are you?"
Qin Luo met her sparkling eyes and smiled. "You’re the one wriggling around, Miss."
"Hah? You’re blaming me now?"
Su Muwan pretended to pout, her lips pursed as she playfully nipped at Qin Luo’s chin.
Qin Luo dodged just in time.
Su Muwan gasped in mock outrage. "You actually dodged?!"
Then, as if noticing something, she pointed dramatically at the faint bite marks on Qin Luo’s neck. "Qin Luo! Who did this to you?!"
Qin Luo: ?
Sometimes, Qin Luo felt truly helpless. He stared at Su Muwan, who looked like she’d just woken up from a daze, and sighed before loosening his hold. Pulling his collar aside, he said dryly, "Miss, why don’t you compare these to your own teeth?"
The moment he let go—
Su Muwan’s lips curled triumphantly. "Hehe, gotcha!"
In a flash, she lunged forward, cupping Qin Luo’s face and pressing her forehead firmly against his.
Qin Luo stiffened momentarily.
Was she... initiating cultivation again?
But...
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Instead of the expected softness against his lips, all he felt was the smooth warmth of Su Muwan’s forehead.
?
Qin Luo froze.
When he saw the teasing glint in Su Muwan’s eyes, his eye twitched.
Ah.
I’ve... been played.
Su Muwan watched his stunned expression, her eyes gleaming with mischief before she burst into a peal of bell-like laughter.
"Ohhh? What’s this, Qin Luo?"
"Were you... expecting something?"
"No way, no way~"
"Did you really think this young lady was going to kiss you?"
"Hmm? Were you looking forward to it?"
She giggled, playfully swatting his shoulders, her body shaking with mirth.
Yet she kept her forehead pressed to his, savoring his flustered expression up close.
"Luo Luo~ You know what I love most? That awkward look on your face after being teased~"
"Like... a little puppy! So cute~"
"Kehehehehe~"
"Ah, calling you a puppy is a bit mean, isn’t it?"
"Hmm? What’s with that face? Feeling wronged?"
"My bad, my bad~"
Tch.
His fists clenched.
Qin Luo stared at the smirking Su Muwan, his lips pressed into a thin line.
To think—after all the times he’d teased others, today he’d fallen for Su Muwan’s tricks.
Heh. Truly, this young lady was something else.
Just as Qin Luo was silently lamenting—
Su Muwan’s laughter abruptly stopped. A fleeting tenderness and shyness flickered in her bright eyes before she swiftly leaned in again.
This time, her soft lips landed squarely on Qin Luo’s.
"Mmm..."
Qin Luo’s eyes widened briefly before he relaxed, melting into the sudden sweetness.
Su Muwan’s long lashes fluttered as she kissed him, her hands gripping his shoulders, fingers curling slightly.
After a moment, she pulled back, her cheeks dusted pink like blooming peach blossoms.
With a playful wink at Qin Luo’s dazed expression, she teased, "There. Happy now, puppy?"
Then, she lightly wiped the corner of his mouth with her fingertip—adorable and charming, all traces of her earlier mischief replaced by pure, radiant playfulness.
Thump. Thump.
Qin Luo’s gaze lingered, his heartbeat drowning out all sound, his vision filled with nothing but her.
After a long pause, he finally chuckled and shook his head.
This... utterly mischievous, utterly captivating young lady...
"Oh, right, Luo Luo—what did you do today?"
"Well... that’s a story starting from when I arrived at the Primordial Sacred Land..."
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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.
