Looking at Long Aoxue in his arms, An Yi gave a start and instantly sobered up.
It really was Long Aoxue. More crucially, the girl wasn't wearing any clothes!
Her tender, fair skin was as smooth and delicate as water-ground tofu, full of elasticity.
An Yi snapped back to reality and hurriedly let go of Long Aoxue: "Hey, Long Aoxue, what are you doing here?"
So that's why it felt so crowded!
With Shen Muxuan's bed, how could it possibly fit three people?
Moreover, An Yi was only wearing a pair of shorts, practically half-naked. With the two of them hugging like this, it was easy for... adverse reactions to occur.
Long Aoxue stared at him with her purple eyes, lowered her head, and whispered, "I'm scared."
"Scared of what? Go back to your own space!!"
An Yi spoke in a hushed, frantic voice.
He specifically didn't dare to speak loudly, afraid of waking Shen Muxuan.
Others might not know, but he and Long Aoxue were completely innocent and aboveboard.
Shen Muxuan was sleeping right beside him! What if she misunderstood!
Long Aoxue didn't speak, her eyes timid and pitiful as she looked at An Yi.
Two seconds later, An Yi's heart softened. He sighed, "Then put some clothes on first!"
Long Aoxue vanished.
Almost instantly, she reappeared wearing a white short-sleeved shirt that An Yi had stored in his spatial storage.
An Yi's height was a remarkable 1.81 meters!
While Long Aoxue was only 1.66 meters.
Thus, the single oversized white shirt was enough to cover her slender, graceful figure.
Once dressed, she instead exuded a different kind of allure.
Long Aoxue carefully moved closer, pressing herself nearer to An Yi.
For some reason, just moments ago, she had felt an indescribable fear, her very soul trembling.
She had never experienced this kind of panic before.
Sensing Long Aoxue's trembling body, An Yi raised an eyebrow slightly.
He could tell now; this girl was genuinely terrified.
"You can only stay for a little while, okay?" An Yi said, his voice softening with pity.
Long Aoxue nodded, carefully leaning her head against An Yi's chest and slowly closing her eyes, finally feeling a sense of peace.
"An Yi..."
In her sleep, Shen Muxuan's murmuring voice sounded as she turned over, her jade-like arm draping over his waist.
An Yi sighed inwardly.
Damn!
The space was cramped, and this position was really uncomfortable!
An Yi struggled to turn over, lying flat on his back on the bed.
Both his left and right sides were occupied.
Shen Muxuan, half-asleep, snuggled over, resting her head on An Yi's chest.
Long Aoxue beside him, seemingly no longer afraid, followed suit, resting her head on his other side, very close to Shen Muxuan.
An Yi: "..."
This wasn't the outcome he wanted!
Two stunningly beautiful girls lying in his arms at the same time—who wouldn't be moved?!
He just didn't dare to move!
At that moment, Shen Muxuan suddenly opened her eyes.
An Yi: "!!!"
Thunderstruck!
Wait!
"An Yi, I think I'm still half-asleep."
Shen Muxuan rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up, speaking.
A simple bellyband could no longer conceal her increasingly alluring and captivating curves.
An Yi had no mind to appreciate the view; his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He forced a strained smile, saying nervously, "Wh-what woman? I, I don't see any woman!"
Shen Muxuan said, puzzled, "Huh? I didn't mention a woman..."
"Be good, go back to sleep. Don't, don't imagine any women, it's all an illusion!" An Yi comforted her.
Shen Muxuan nodded blankly, "Oh."
Only then did An Yi breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the moment Shen Muxuan opened her eyes, Long Aoxue had reacted swiftly, instantly returning to the storage space, avoiding disaster.
Shen Muxuan raised her hand and, with a well-behaved expression, wiped the sweat from An Yi's forehead. "Ah, you're sweating so much."
"It's nothing, let's sleep."
An Yi said with a doting smile.
"Then give me a kiss."
Shen Muxuan's sparkling eyes gleamed in the darkness, full of anticipation.
"Okay."
An Yi chuckled softly and lowered his head to gently kiss her cherry lips.
Inside the storage space, Long Aoxue curled up her body, trembling.
She could sense it now; this fear seemed to stem from a suppression of her bloodline!
The next morning.
A young man with a bruised and purple face, swollen like a pig's head, his whole body puffed up like a 200-pound fat man, was being helped up the steps by Wu Susu with great difficulty.
"Boss, s-save me!"
With a thud, the heavily swollen young man could hold on no longer, stumbling and collapsing on the steps.
"Yike, wake up."
Wu Susu said, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears.
The loft door opened, and An Yi walked out yawning. Seeing this scene, he was immediately stunned.
"Is he poisoned..."
An Yi reached out, lightly checking Xiao Yike's pulse, and was instantly shocked.
Over a hundred different poisons!
The Tang family truly has skillful methods...
Xiao Yike cried out, "Boss, I was ambushed! You have to save me!"
"Is there any hope?" Wu Susu asked hopefully.
An Yi shrugged, putting on a helpless expression. "No hope. Wait for death."
None of the poisons were major, not life-threatening, but they would probably make Xiao Yike suffer for a few days.
Serves him right for running off with that guy's woman.
Let him reap what he sowed.
Wu Susu's face turned pale as she cautiously asked, "Um, are these poisons contagious?"
"Probably not."
An Yi said, looking at Xiao Yike with a meaningful expression.
This kid's something else!
He actually managed to win over one of the flowers of the Qingyuan Pavilion.
"Susu..."
Xiao Yike struggled to lift his head, looking at Wu Susu.
Wu Susu, her beautiful eyes tearful, said, "Don't worry. If you're gone, I will definitely live well."
"No, that's not... Shouldn't you be saying, 'I will do everything to save you' at a time like this?"
Xiao Yike listened, utterly confused.
Wu Susu wiped her tears and said flatly, "If even An Yi says you won't make it, what else can I do? It's already a hopeless situation."
Xiao Yike grew anxious, "What if there is a chance? Why won't you even try!"
"You know perfectly well you won't survive. Why aren't you persuading me to be happy in the days after you're gone!"
Wu Susu retorted, rolling her eyes at him.
Pah! Wretched woman! Heartless scumbag woman!
"Who are you calling a 'woman'!"
"You forgot the 'wretched' part!"
An Yi shook his head, no longer paying attention to the bickering, wrestling couple.
Not far away.
A streak of black light flashed, slashing towards him.
An Yi raised his hand, easily dispersing the black light.
Dark spiritual power!
An Yi raised an eyebrow slightly and looked over.
In the distance, Gu Changfeng and Tu Langlang were already locked in battle.
Sword energy crisscrossed the air!
Gu Changfeng executed the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, his long sword drawing four afterimages as it slashed towards Tu Langlang.
Tu Langlang's expression remained unchanged. His pupils contracted, black light swirling around one hand as he directly reached out and actually grabbed the blade bare-handed!
"Awesome, Third Brother!"
Ning Er, gnawing on a lamb leg from the sidelines, cheered enthusiastically, roaring with fervor.
"You despicable scoundrel, caught red-handed today! Admit it, were you also the one peeping at the bathhouse the other day?" Tu Langlang asked arrogantly.
Gu Changfeng parried his attack, furious. "That time wasn't me! Pah! This time isn't me either!"
“With both witness and material evidence present, what more do you have to quibble about?” Tu Langlang clenched his fist and charged forward.
"You think I'm afraid of you!"
Gu Changfeng was also driven to the brink. The two began fighting again.
An Yi was speechless.
What are they still fighting for at a time like this?
Don't they know they're already being targeted by the Hundred Ghosts Sect and the Heavenly Palace?!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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】
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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...
