In the room.
After their initial sweet interaction, the atmosphere between the two became incredibly harmonious.
"Qingqiu, do you think I should learn Braille too?"
Gu Yan asked with his eyes closed, forcefully placing his large hand on the Braille book Leng Qingqiu was reading.
Feeling the hand blocking her from reading, Leng Qingqiu sighed helplessly. Sometimes she couldn't understand Gu Yan's thought process: "What would you learn Braille for? Your eyes are perfectly fine, aren't they?"
Seeing that Leng Qingqiu was willing to engage with him, Gu Yan's lips curled into a smile as he explained, "Think about it. For you, Qingqiu, the world is just a vast darkness."
"But for me, the world is full of vibrant colors."
"So there must be a lot of disconnect between us. I can't understand your world as a blind person, and you can't understand my world as a sighted person."
"That's why I thought, if I became blind too, wouldn't I be able to understand you better?"
Gu Yan's words sent a tremor through Leng Qingqiu's heart.
This guy...
She pursed her lips, her expression complicated: "I didn't..."
I didn't choose to be blind... it was out of necessity.
Leng Qingqiu's heart was filled with complex emotions.
He really is a hopelessly foolish man.
To think he'd want to become blind just to understand her better?
He really is...
However, while Leng Qingqiu was still lost in thought,
Gu Yan waved his hand dismissively and said, "But on second thought, never mind. I don't want to be blind anymore."
?
Leng Qingqiu was still feeling touched, but Gu Yan, are you really this oblivious to the mood?
You're just going to take back my feelings like that?
But in the next moment, Leng Qingqiu felt a warm sensation on her cheek.
Then she heard Gu Yan speak in a gentle tone: "Because if I became blind, I wouldn't be able to see your beautiful face anymore, Qingqiu."
"It would be such a waste for such beauty to go unseen, wouldn't it?"
"Just thinking about it makes me feel terrible."
Leng Qingqiu's heart skipped a beat. She awkwardly swatted away Gu Yan's large hand caressing her face, her voice a bit flustered: "Get your lecherous hand off me!"
"Ouch! Qingqiu, you're too cruel. What's wrong with a husband touching his own wife?"
Gu Yan cried out in feigned pain, then couldn't resist pouncing forward and hugging Leng Qingqiu tightly.
"You! What are you doing?!"
Leng Qingqiu was thrown into a panic by Gu Yan's sudden embrace.
"Isn't it obvious? Daily cuddling with my wife!"
"I've been running around outside for days, I'm at my limit!"
Gu Yan declared righteously.
"Daily cuddling?!"
"And you've been running wild outside, wasn't that all your own doing?"
"I don't care, let go of me right now!"
Leng Qingqiu's heart was in turmoil. As she felt the man's breath so close, her face involuntarily flushed red.
However, Gu Yan had his face buried in Leng Qingqiu's embrace, so he didn't see it.
"I won't let go! Not unless you call me 'My most beloved husband, my lord'!"
Gu Yan yelled, his face still pressed against Leng Qingqiu.
!!
Most... beloved??
Leng Qingqiu's breath hitched. What kind of shameless title was that?!
"You... you actually want me to call you that? And... don't talk while you're pressed against strange places!"
Leng Qingqiu tilted her head back slightly, feeling ticklish as Gu Yan spoke against her body.
This won't do, she was the leader of the Night Organization, how could she let an ordinary person treat her like this?
Thinking this, a trace of anger flashed across Leng Qingqiu's face. She reached out and pressed her hands against Gu Yan's shoulders.
"Get off me right now!"
Leng Qingqiu pushed hard against Gu Yan, but unfortunately, due to the rules of that dagger, she was currently just an ordinary person.
Until she removed the seal on her eyes, Leng Qingqiu's strength was that of a normal, ordinary woman.
"Damn it!"
Leng Qingqiu was both embarrassed and angry.
She had never been this close to a man before.
She never expected Gu Yan to be so shameless as to pounce on her like this.
Come to think of it, he had even eaten her saliva off a spoon earlier.
He really was a hopeless pervert.
"Qingqiu, just call me that once and I'll get up!"
Gu Yan refused to budge no matter how hard Leng Qingqiu pushed.
Because Gu Yan remembered what he had learned from books.
In a relationship, you must have thick skin.
And you must learn to be persistent. Only then do you have a chance of winning the beauty's heart.
Though Gu Yan remembered there were supposed to be a few prerequisites before that.
He forgot what those prerequisites were, but he knew that using ordinary methods to increase Leng Qingqiu's affection probably wouldn't work.
Only by doing things that left a deep impression on Leng Qingqiu could he hope to be remembered by this person who would become the greatest villain in the future.
Moreover...
[Pure love interest feels embarrassed, +20 points!]
[Pure love interest feels annoyed, +30 points!]
[Pure love interest feels angry, +40 points!]
As the points kept increasing, he couldn't bear to get up.
Leng Qingqiu didn't know what Gu Yan was thinking. She only knew that she felt utterly humiliated right now.
How could the mighty Night King be at the mercy of a man?
So she gritted her teeth and pushed hard against Gu Yan's shoulders: "I said..."
"Get off!"
"Ouch!"
Gu Yan was still enjoying the pleasure of watching his points increase when he was suddenly interrupted by her forceful push.
At the same time, his body tilted backwards and fell.
Leng Qingqiu had finally managed to push the damned man away. She stood up, breathing slightly heavily.
If her eyes could open right now, they would surely be filled with a murderous glare of embarrassment and anger.
She knew Gu Yan had fallen to the ground because of her push, but she couldn't care less.
"Qingqiu, you're too cruel. Is this how you treat your husband?"
Gu Yan rubbed his head, looking at Leng Qingqiu with a mix of helplessness and guilt. She stood before him with her arms crossed, her face cold as ice as she faced his direction.
"Hah, cruel?"
"You haven't seen cruel yet!"
Leng Qingqiu let out a cold laugh. This guy, did he really think she was some lovesick fool who would let him take the lead just because he said he loved her?
In the next moment, to Gu Yan's surprise, Leng Qingqiu stepped forward.
Bang!
She placed one jade-like foot directly on Gu Yan's chest.
With her arms crossed, she twisted her foot on Gu Yan's chest while her face remained cold as she said, "To suddenly hug me like that, you really are a hopeless pervert, aren't you?"
"Cough!!"
Gu Yan pretended to be in great pain, but his expression was one of utter bliss: "Qingqiu! Don't do this! It hurts so much!"
"Ah, ah, ah, please spare me!"
Gu Yan cried out.
Leng Qingqiu couldn't see Gu Yan's expression, but she could hear his pitiful cries. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.
"Have you learned your lesson? Too bad, I'm not done being angry yet."
"Just keep lying there on the ground and let out your useless cries as I step on you."
Hmph, you've learned your lesson now, haven't you?
Did you really think I, Leng Qingqiu, was so easy to bully? That I was some innocent sweetheart who'd never been in a relationship before?
Let me tell you, Gu Yan, that's impossible.
You think I'd blush and my heart would race just because you said you loved me a couple of times?
I'm telling you, Gu Yan, that's never going to happen.
On Gu Yan's side, he continued to cry out in pretend agony, but his expression was very odd: "Ugh, ah ah ah! Qingqiu, I was wrong!"
"Ah ah ah."
[Stepped on by pure love interest, +50 points!]
[Continuously stepped on by pure love interest, +100 points!]
What the hell, is something wrong with this pure love system? Do you have some kind of strange fetish?
Though Gu Yan was cursing in his heart, the smile on his face just wouldn't go away.
This really was... an unexpected pleasure...
Hearing Gu Yan's cries becoming so miserable, Leng Qingqiu began to feel a bit of pity in her heart.
Fine, a little lesson should be enough. Gu Yan was just an ordinary person after all, there was no need for her to be so petty.
Thinking this, Leng Qingqiu withdrew her foot and snorted lightly: "Now you know what happens when you make me unhappy. If there's a next time, the punishment won't be so light!"
Seeing Leng Qingqiu withdraw her jade foot, Gu Yan felt a bit disappointed that he couldn't continue gaining points.
But on the surface, he put on an expression of [I know I was wrong]: "I was wrong, my dear wife. You're the boss in this house. Whether you want to step on me or hit me in the future, I won't say a word of complaint!"
Seeing Gu Yan being so sensible unexpectedly surprised Leng Qingqiu, but she thought this was good.
Gu Yan understood who held the dominant position in their relationship, so she nodded with satisfaction: "It's good that you know."
Saying this, she extended her hand to pull Gu Yan up.
Gu Yan grasped Leng Qingqiu's small hand and was halfway up when she suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh, by the way, Qingqiu, I won't be coming tonight. I have something... Ouch!"
Hearing this, Leng Qingqiu's face turned cold. She let go of her hand, not caring that Gu Yan fell back to the ground, and said coldly, "Oh!"
Gu Yan, lying on the ground: ???

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”