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~"
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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?"
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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!!"
[Loyalty Points +10!]
[Loyalty Points +20!]
[Loyalty Points +30!]
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?
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
