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?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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】
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
