My name is Su Muwan.
I was once the greatest villain in this world.
Oh, wait—no, this young lady has now been thoroughly and sparklingly redeemed!
All that life-and-death enmity with the Chosen One?
Right now, all of it can just scram!
Right now, all I want is to live out the rest of my life happily with the person I love!
After all...
In my previous life, I walked on thin ice, never making it to the other side.
But this time around? Well... it seems like I’ve not only reached the other side but might’ve already circled back.
Gurgle, gurgle~~
The hotpot bubbled fiercely on the table, its spicy red broth swirling with rich aromas, filling the air with a warm, fragrant mist.
Su Muwan’s cheeks flushed an enticing pink from the heat, her lips growing even more luscious. She panted lightly, taking a blissful sip of ice-cold cola: "Ahhh!"
"Hehehehe~~"
Setting down the can, she leaned back in her chair with utter contentment.
Oh, dear heavens, does anyone understand?
This kind of life is just too comfortable!
Every time Su Muwan thinks about her past self, slaving away in her previous life, she feels like crying.
Just look at it!
Back then, did she ever have time to enjoy a good meal?
Every day, she had dozens of top-tier threats hanging over her head—one slip-up, and she’d be done for!
But now?
Cultivation just requires kissing, eating just requires opening her mouth, and getting dressed just needs a pout.
Her brain can stay empty, leaving everything to Qin Luo!
For example...
As the hotpot’s steam swirled around them, Su Muwan squinted lazily at Qin Luo, who was busy adding ingredients to the pot, and cooed, "Luo Luo~~ I want more shrimp paste~~"
Qin Luo chuckled, stirring the pot with a strainer before scooping up a few plump, round shrimp balls. He playfully shook the spoon. "Call me something nice, and these are all yours, Young Miss."
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Su Muwan’s face slowly formed two question marks.
Whether from embarrassment or the heat, her cheeks reddened as she glared at the smirking Qin Luo.
Ugh, Qin Luo! As good as he is...
He just loves teasing me at every turn!
But then again...
A thought seemed to strike her.
She immediately straightened up, clasped her hands together in a pleading gesture, batted her eyelashes, and cooed in a sugary voice, "Qin Luo~ gege~ give it to me, please~"
That soft, sweet tone melted Qin Luo’s heart on the spot.
Gah!
Qin Luo sucked in a sharp breath, staring at the suddenly coquettish Su Muwan in shock.
"Well, this is new."
He dumped the shrimp balls into her bowl, hesitating before adding, "Whoever you are, get out of Su Muwan’s body right now."
Hah?!
Su Muwan’s eye twitched. Seeing Qin Luo’s utterly bewildered expression, she trembled with rage.
Unbelievable!
What kind of stereotype do you have of me that makes you think I can’t act cute?!
What, in your mind, am I just some violent brute who only knows how to hit people?!
She screamed internally but kept it to herself.
Blowing on the shrimp balls to cool them slightly, she cheerfully popped them into her mouth one by one, biting down with exaggerated relish.
Once done, she fished out a juicy beef ball from the boiling broth and held it right in front of Qin Luo’s lips.
Battling her lashes, she purred, "Luo Luo, as thanks, I’ll feed you too~"
?
Qin Luo’s lips twitched. The steaming-hot beef ball hovering dangerously close to his mouth set off alarm bells in his head.
Young Miss, your aggression is showing!
But...
He looked up into Su Muwan’s wide, sparkling, expectant eyes and found himself utterly unable to refuse.
After all...
She went to such lengths just to mess with him.
Still—
"Young Miss... this thing looks scalding. Can we wait a bit?" he bargained.
Su Muwan tilted her head, pushing the beef ball even closer, feigning hurt. "What, Luo Luo, do you dislike me now? I even picked the biggest, roundest one just for you, and you won’t even eat it!"
Tch!
Qin Luo inhaled sharply.
Damn it!
How can I say no to this adorable Young Miss?!
Fine.
"I’ll eat it!"
He leaned forward and took a bite.
But instead of the expected scorching heat, a refreshing coolness spread across his tongue.
Blinking, he looked up—
Only to see Su Muwan resting her chin on her hand, her eyes brimming with mischief. A faint chill still lingered around her fingertips.
Spotting his gaze, she smirked. "Oh my~"
"What’s with that face, Luo Luo?"
"Did you really think I’d let you eat something that hot?"
"Come on, come on, what kind of person do you take me for?"
??
Heh...
Qin Luo’s eye twitched again.
This... this wicked Young Miss.
Su Muwan giggled, smugly humming, "Serves you right for teasing me earlier. Turnabout is fair play."
"So? Tasty? I was worried I overdid the cooling and ruined the flavor."
She raised a brow, clearly fishing for praise.
Then, curiosity got the better of her. "If I hadn’t cooled it, would you really have eaten it?"
"Aren’t you scared of burning yourself?"
Qin Luo finished chewing and grinned. "Everyone’s scared of burns. I’m not some immortal."
"Then why not refuse?"
"Couldn’t."
Su Muwan blinked. "Huh? Why?"
"Because..."
Qin Luo met her gaze with absolute seriousness. "Because the Young Miss is too adorable!! I could never refuse you!!"
Bzzzt—!
Too adorable...
Adorable...
Dorable...
...!!
"Wh-what did you just say?!"
The suddenness of it sent Su Muwan’s brain into overdrive, as if fireworks had exploded inside her skull. Her usually sharp, playful eyes widened comically.
Why would you say something like that at the dinner table?!
I’m so embarrassed!!
Quick, say something—anything!
But before she could—
Qin Luo barreled on: "I mean it! The Young Miss is adorable when eating!"
"Hey—"
"Adorable when sleeping!"
"Wait—"
"Adorable when snacking in front of the TV!"
"Hold on—"
"Not just that!"
He pointed at her rapidly reddening face. "You’re adorable in your shark pajamas!"
"Blue shark pajamas! Black shark pajamas! White shark pajamas!"
"Young Miss! You! Are! The cutest!!"
"Therefore!"
Qin Luo took a deep breath, clutching his chest with dramatic fervor. "I can never refuse someone as adorable as you!!!"
Aaaaaahhhh!!!
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Stop saying all these heart-pounding things out of nowhere!!
Su Muwan’s face erupted into a blazing scarlet, the flush spreading from her cheeks all the way to her ears, turning them a shade so deep they looked ready to drip blood.
She opened her mouth, trying to retort or tease him back, but something seemed to clog her throat, leaving her unable to utter a single word.
Damn it!
Even though I’m already with Qin Luo, why do his words still leave me so flustered?!
Su Muwan felt like her entire body was about to combust. In her panic, she reached for the drink beside her, hoping to calm herself, but her hands trembled so badly she nearly knocked the glass over.
After finally managing a sip, the coolness steadied her slightly—but her words still came out stammering.
The shark tail on her pajamas drooped slowly as she glared at Qin Luo. "Y-you... you’re just good at sweet-talking me, you smooth-tongued liar."
But the faint tremble in her voice completely betrayed the flustered, bashful mess she was inside.
Qin Luo stood up and looked at Su Muwan. "And how does the young mistress see me, then?"
"How I see you..."
Su Muwan pressed her lips together, then lifted her head to meet his gaze squarely and shouted, "I feel the same way!"
She jumped to her feet, clutching her chest as she yelled, "Qin Luo is so cool when he does chores!"
"He’s cool when he stands in front of me to protect me!"
"He’s cool when he gives me massages!"
"He’s cool in all kinds of outfits too!"
"So—!"
Su Muwan took a deep breath, squeezed her eyes shut, and shouted in sheer embarrassment, "If Qin Luo ever asks me to do something... I can’t refuse him at all!!"
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Buzz—
The room fell dead silent.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Qin Luo stared at the mortified Su Muwan before finally speaking. "Really? Then I’d like to see the young mistress in black stockings and heels."
Su Muwan: .....?
Seriously?!
You bring that up in this kind of atmosphere?!
Gritting her teeth, Su Muwan shot him a glare. "Then I want to see you in black leather gloves!"
As if she couldn’t make demands too.
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Primordial Sacred Land.
Spiritual Fields.
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Su Bailian, who had been foraging for Boqi, suddenly paused and glanced around, sensing something.
What’s going on?
An inexplicable wave of exhaustion washed over her heart.
Say what you will, but her romance radar was sharp.
So...
Could it be that bully duo was up to some suffocatingly sweet antics again?
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