An Xiaowei shuddered just thinking about it.
"Girls can totally be with girls, right? Ask any girl—who wouldn’t want a rich lolita to pamper them?" Si’s tone was as cheeky as ever.
"But in your case, forget it," Si added lazily.
An Xiaowei: ?
"Who are you looking down on? I used to be over six feet tall, you know. I was the boss of my construction site," An Xiaowei retorted, itching to poke Si’s head in frustration.
"Boss of the construction site," Si burst out laughing, as if she couldn’t hold it in.
An Xiaowei: …
Well, she’d just been humili—no, more like insulted.
But this girl really did look petite.
There was nothing remotely masculine about her—though it wasn’t too different from playing a cute female character in games. An Xiaowei could handle it. Back when she played as a "moe girl," guys would flirt with her too. Probably the same deal here.
Stepping out of the university campus, An Xiaowei noted Li Jiaojiao’s performance. She definitely had what it took to keep the male lead’s attention.
Most missions were tied to the female lead, and since Yan Chen couldn’t even meet An Wan right now, there wasn’t much progress to be made.
After all, the tasks usually involved things like physical contact or dates.
An Xiaowei could only think: No lewdness allowed~
When she left the restaurant, An Xiaowei covered her face with a mask, shielding herself from the lingering stares.
"Didn’t expect you to be so chaste."
An Xiaowei had long given up arguing with the system. There was no point—after all, how could a robot be "angered to death"?
Before she could even return to the villa, Ning Moqing caught her.
It was practically an on-the-spot arrest.
An Xiaowei had no idea what she’d done wrong. Staring up at the tall, elegant beauty in a floral dress fluttering in the wind, she—a tiny, soft creature—shrank into the corner, trembling.
"What do you want? I’m warning you, if you come any closer, something terrible will happen!"
Ning Moqing frowned but wasn’t in the mood for jokes.
"Wanwan told me you’re dating someone. She asked me to bring you to my place. This way, I can also supervise your thesis writing."
An Xiaowei coughed hard.
"Dating? Who?" She was utterly baffled.
She had a girlfriend? Where? Where?
Ning Moqing stayed silent for a moment, then pulled up An Xiaowei’s social media. The latest post read:
"Day one without him… missing him."
An Xiaowei: …
Wasn’t that just a post she made after her hands got tired from washing bedsheets?
Ugh, she just wanted to go back to normal. How did it turn into…
Self-pollination?
"No way. I don’t like living with girls," An Xiaowei protested.
"Then… how about a lollipop?" Ning Moqing wasn’t sure how to coax her—well, technically a girl.
An Xiaowei: ?
A single candy as a bribe?
She really felt like laughing.
"Make it ten."
"Big sis, what are you saying? I love living with girls!" An Xiaowei’s anger instantly melted into a sweet smile as she eagerly pulled open the car door and climbed in.
Ning Moqing: …
"I’m already in my twenties—hardly a ‘girl’ anymore," Ning Moqing murmured, rubbing her temples. After saying this, she turned to pack An Xiaowei’s clothes from the villa.
There weren’t many, so it didn’t take long.
When she returned to the car with the clothes, An Xiaowei was already asleep, phone clutched in her arms.
The girl’s delicate neck and collarbone were exposed, pale as snow. Ning Moqing’s fingers unconsciously brushed over the collarbone, lightly tracing it, raising goosebumps in their wake.
Snapping back to reality, she quickly shut the car door and took the driver’s seat.
No. That matter was still too difficult for her. But how had things even come to this?
Ning Moqing had a headache.
Should she blame An Wan for meddling, or herself for being so unsettled?
After bringing An Xiaowei home, Ning Moqing made sure to buy her a bag of candy.
"Thank you, sis!" Her voice was bright and sweet.
"Don’t call just anyone ‘sis’ so casually," Ning Moqing said, her face warming slightly.
That "sis" had gone straight to her heart—sweet as honey.
"Huh?" An Xiaowei blinked.
She didn’t get it. She’d always called Ning Moqing that.
Was there something wrong?
Before An Xiaowei could process it, Ning Moqing glanced at a closed door nearby and looked away.
"That room is being borrowed by a friend’s relative. Don’t provoke her. I won’t always be home, but you still need to work on your thesis. Finish it early, get your advisor’s approval, and you can start job hunting." She gently ruffled An Xiaowei’s hair, her heart softening at the girl’s innocent gaze.
She was just too adorable.
As soon as Ning Moqing finished speaking, the door inside creaked open. A woman in a white T-shirt stepped out, her alluring eyes lighting up when they landed on An Xiaowei.
"So this is the little sister of that big celebrity? Hi, I’m Xu Ya." She extended a hand with a soft smile.
Her features were striking—even without makeup, there was a seductive edge to her, something faintly dangerous.
But An Xiaowei wasn’t the type to be scared of girls. She reached out too.
"Hi, I’m An Xiaowei."
Xu Ya’s eyes gleamed with interest at the sight of the girl’s fair, delicate hand—but before she could touch it, Ning Moqing smacked it away.
"She’s staying here for a while. Keep your thoughts to yourself."
Her tone was firm.
This was exactly why she hadn’t wanted An Xiaowei staying with her in the first place.
Xu Ya was gay—and very experienced. She had a thing for petite, soft-spoken girls and had broken more than a few hearts. An Xiaowei’s looks were exactly her type.
An Xiaowei tilted her head in confusion. Thoughts? What thoughts?
Before she could figure it out, Xu Ya pouted.
"Fine, fine, got it. I’m heading back—exhausted. Been busy all night." She stretched lazily.
Still… a crying, soft little mochi of a girl was so tantalizing.
But those others were just ordinary. This celebrity’s little sister, though—there was something different about her. Xu Ya couldn’t quite place it.
But if they could spend a night together… wouldn’t that be…
Fun?
She’d treat this girl so well.
Xu Ya smirked, a dangerous glint in her eyes, before shutting the door with a snap.
Only after she was gone did Ning Moqing relax, patting An Xiaowei’s head.
"You’ll listen to your sis, won’t you?"
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.
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rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
