Little Wei's heart skipped a beat.
She suddenly grew nervous, so much so that she didn’t even have time to cry out before Ji Cheng pushed her through the door.
Little Wei covered her face.
"Don’t do this, I’m shy."
She was a bashful girl, whimpering softly.
Ji Cheng: "…"
"I just wanted to get inside quickly so I could wash off the smell."
Ji Cheng made it clear she wasn’t in the mood to deal with Gu Xiaowei reeking of hotpot.
The scent was way too strong.
She preferred things au naturel.
Ji Cheng suddenly wrapped an arm around her waist.
Did she have no shame?
Little Wei let out a soft huff but said nothing.
Ji Cheng’s words were downright insulting, and Little Wei’s eyes welled up with tears as she stared at her.
Ji Cheng simply smiled back.
Little Wei lifted her gaze to Ji Cheng before sulkily poking at the congee in her bowl.
Ugh, it wasn’t like this was a big deal. The food would warm up soon, and her hair would dry naturally anyway.
Little Wei was utterly exasperated.
Little Wei fell silent.
Hearing Ji Cheng’s words, her heart melted into a puddle.
Whatever, there was no point arguing with this dummy.
So annoying.
Little Wei leaned closer to Ji Cheng, tugging at her slightly damp hair—still not fully dry.
"Well, I’m definitely going to eat more," Little Wei muttered with a huff.
"How about I take you to a movie later and buy you a huge bucket of popcorn?" Ji Cheng patted Little Wei’s head.
Ugh, this woman was too much.
"Fine, we’ll stay up late tonight then."
It took Ji Cheng a moment to react before explaining, "That line just now? That was Si’s doing."
"Ok."
"Gu Wei, time for you to make an appearance." Little Wei desperately called out to the part of herself in her mind.
"Then I’m going to sleep first," Little Wei said with a light hum.
If she didn’t eat more, how could she make up for all the grievances she’d suffered?
Thinking this, Little Wei couldn’t help but grumble, "Then how come you never send me money? Money’s the only thing that really matters."
Five minutes later, Ji Cheng walked in.
Whatever, there was no real need to stay mad at Ji Cheng. Couples fought and made up—that’s just how it went.
Then, she kissed Little Wei.
Food was the cheapest thing in the void realm.
There was no way Ji Cheng would actually do something like that.
Ji Cheng placed her phone on the nightstand, propped herself up on the bed, and leaned over to look at Little Wei.
If she took a shower now, then wouldn’t that mean…
Eh, whatever.
Was she really so easy to bribe with just a bucket of popcorn?
"Wait, what are you doing when we’re about to leave?" Little Wei squirmed uncomfortably.
But after the movie and everything, Ji Cheng’s consciousness would have to return, and Little Wei cherished these fleeting moments.
She was flustered by such an invitation.
Ji Cheng: "…"
"Why did you make so much?" Little Wei yawned widely, her mind still foggy and slow to process.
Blushing furiously, Little Wei stepped into the bathroom and didn’t come out until she’d scrubbed herself clean, then sat on the bed waiting for Ji Cheng’s… attentions (not really).
"How about two buckets?" Ji Cheng offered again.
"Didn’t you tell me to sleep?" Little Wei was seriously about to lose it.
So freaking done.
"Mm, I know. I won’t pick fights with you anymore," Little Wei said, unusually mature for once.
Little Wei burst out laughing at that.
She opened her eyes, looking at Ji Cheng with a hint of grievance in her gaze.
Ji Cheng understood her too well.
But ever since the young Gu Wei merged into her soul, it was like he’d died—completely unresponsive.
Little Wei shook her head. "I don’t wanna hear it, I don’t wanna hear it! You’re just bullying me."
Ji Cheng buried her face in Little Wei’s neck and sighed softly.
Though, in the end, the result was pretty much the same.
"Anything’s fine, as long as you’re not mad. Or, if you can finish it, buy as much as you want."
After all, their pocket dimension for growing fruits and veggies used high-tech farming—food was never in short supply.
Little Wei’s face flushed bright red. So embarrassing, so embarrassing!
She’d been tricked.
"Ohhh, I get it now," Little Wei said, finally catching on.
Seriously? Since when did she get so shy?
Little Wei: "???"
So this was how it was? Ganging up on her just because they outnumbered her?
Ji Cheng: "…"
Little Wei was kissed awake, nearly suffocating from the sudden affection.
She threw off the covers and smacked the pillow beside her.
Little Wei: "?"
Thanks, but that "hard-earned reward" was way too cheap.
Ugh, what kind of nonsense was she even thinking?
"Big Cheng, come sleep with me."
"Consider it your hard-earned reward," Ji Cheng said flatly.
"I told you to sleep, not that you couldn’t wake up," Ji Cheng replied, her eyes brimming with amusement.
This was clearly Ji Cheng’s revenge. Definitely revenge.
Too short. The time they had together was never enough. But once Si started work next week, Ji Cheng would be back.
Who wouldn’t be smitten seeing Little Wei asleep?
Little Wei: "…"
She didn’t even remember falling asleep. The next morning, she woke up groggily to find Ji Cheng had prepared a whole table of dishes.
Now she was just a sulky little recluse.
Ji Cheng: "…"
"If I sent you money, it’d feel inappropriate—like you were in that line of work," Ji Cheng remarked coolly.
"My hair’s still not completely dry," Ji Cheng said, tugging at her locks as she sat awkwardly on Little Wei’s bed.
Little Wei kicked her legs and scooted over. Ji Cheng, scrolling through her phone, glanced up once her hair dried and smiled faintly at the drowsy Little Wei.
Absolutely baffling.
Then, she went back to her phone.
"It’s nothing. Just happy that we’ll be together for a long time. With you here, life feels worth living. All the effort feels justified." Ji Cheng clasped Little Wei’s hand, her eyes shining with unmistakable joy.
Ji Cheng wasn’t too concerned about making Little Wei sleep early.
Little Wei: "????"
Hearing her say that, Ji Cheng’s eyes curved slightly.
"Got it. You’re bullying me, and I can’t take it anymore. Time to summon your main account."
"Why didn’t you scold her for me? So done. Guess this is how it is."
She and Si had long since become one.
"I am her, and she is me. How could I possibly scold her?"
With Ji Cheng saying that, what else could Little Wei do? She could only keep whimpering.
Luckily, the house had three bathrooms, so they could all shower separately.
Little Wei: "…"
She finished her meal quickly and was promptly pulled into Ji Cheng’s arms.
"That’s more like it. But I also want spicy strips." Little Wei was seriously craving that flavor.
If that’s how it was, then it really was something special.
"Fine, since you said that, no more mischief like before, got it?" Ji Cheng ruffled Little Wei’s hair, her eyes crinkling with a smile.
Little Wei snorted. Yeah, right.
But at least they had plenty of time together.
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esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
