"Do you have any private rooms?"
She asked a waiter.
"I'm sorry, all private rooms have been reserved," the waiter replied respectfully.
"That's fine, we'll sit outside then."
Tang Yu was delighted to hear this - with so many customers today, he would surely be safe.
"Alright, let's sit outside then."
Wang Yixue didn't insist on a private room.
Seeing Tang Yu's happy face, she knew exactly what he was thinking about.
He'd have more to be happy about soon!
After they were seated, the waiter lit two new scented candles for them.
"Darling, what would you like to eat?"
Wang Yixue asked with a sweet smile, holding the menu.
"Whatever. I've lost my appetite dining with you, and stop calling me darling."
Tang Yu replied coldly.
[Damn, this woman is definitely up to something.]
[Wasn't this supposed to be a business meeting? What kind of business is this? I'm not selling myself.]
[Teacher Wang, please don't be like this. We're not compatible, you're a good person, too good for me.]
"Oh, then let's get the couple's set meal."
Wang Yixue smiled as she handed the menu to the waiter, then slipped off her high heel.
She gently kicked Tang Yu's leg with her stockinged foot.
"What are you doing?"
Tang Yu immediately showed signs of alertness.
[Oh my god, you can't just do that randomly!]
[We're in public, mind your image, OK? Don't wipe your foot sweat on my leg.]
"My foot's itchy."
Wang Yixue said with an amused smile.
Your feet are the ones with sweat! She took meticulous care of herself every day!
"Then why are you rubbing it against me? It stinks."
Tang Yu complained, while secretly glancing at Wang Yixue's feet.
[This is torture, how could you wear black stockings?]
[I've been killing fish at the supermarket for ten years, my heart is colder than a knife, nothing can move it.]
[Except black stockings (ˉ﹃ˉ)]
"I'm just teasing. My feet are tired from walking in heels all day, come on, give them a massage."
Wang Yixue urged playfully.
She wanted to see how long this reserved man could hold out.
"Dream on."
Tang Yu snorted, "Weren't you here to discuss business? Let's get to it, I need to get back to work after this."
"I'm too tired to talk business now. But if someone would massage my feet, I might feel better."
Wang Yixue brazenly put her foot on Tang Yu's leg.
Her legs were long and fair, slender yet shapely - the kind that would make professional leg models jealous.
For women with less attractive legs, black stockings were a cover-up.
But for someone like Wang Yixue, black stockings... had more of a sensual appeal.
[Damn, how can you do this? Move your foot a bit closer and this won't be just dinner anymore!]
[No wonder this vixen chose this place to eat.]
[Should've gotten a private room after all, being seen like this is social suicide.]
"I can call a waiter over to massage them for you."
Tang Yu pretended to be annoyed as he took hold of her leg and put it down.
When his hand grabbed Wang Yixue's leg, she trembled slightly as if shocked by electricity.
Her shiver made Tang Yu's hand shake too.
"Why are you touching my feet? You're such a pervert."
Wang Yixue bit her lip and said coyly.
"..."
Tang Yu was dumbfounded - how did he end up looking like the one harassing her?
But then he had a thought.
[Right, I've been too passive.]
[Always trying to avoid her is why she thinks she can tease me!]
[If I take the initiative, can she really be as shameless as me?]
[I'm the most shameless person in the village, I even stop to watch dogs mounting each other, why should I fear her?]
"Are you sure you want me to massage your legs?"
Tang Yu deliberately tried to imitate Dragon King's evil smile, though his skill was far inferior.
Dragon King Ye Chen could raise his lips precisely ninety degrees, while he could barely manage thirty.
"Go ahead."
Wang Yixue's face showed a hint of shyness, but inside she was laughing hysterically.
Hmph, let's see just how thick-skinned you can be!
Besides, in the dim light, small movements under the table were hard to notice.
Tang Yu took a deep breath and grabbed her leg, giving it a gentle squeeze.
Even through the stockings, his fingertips could feel her smooth, supple skin.
[Damn, her skin care routine must be amazing.]
Wang Yixue's body would occasionally tremble slightly, her face shy as she kept her head down without speaking.
Tang Yu was quite satisfied with her reaction.
He knew it - she was all talk!
When it came to actual action, how could she be his match?
[Hah, feeling shy now?]
[This is what you get for trying to tease me.]
[Well woman, you started this fire, you put it out.]
But after ten minutes passed, Tang Yu finally felt something wasn't quite right.
Because Wang Yixue was still keeping her head down shyly, not saying a word.
[Damn it, why aren't you reacting? Even friction fire-starting would've worked by now!]
[Where's your sense of shame? Why are you still being stubborn?]
[Come on, drop your last bit of pride and surrender to me right now.]
[Say it loud: I'm sorry, Brother Tang Yu.]
Tang Yu was ranting internally - what the hell was this woman doing?
Did she have no sense of shame at all?
Or was this level too mild for her to handle?
Fortunately, the waiter arrived with their food at this moment.
"Here's your couple's set meal."
She smiled as she placed the dishes on the table and opened a bottle of red wine for them.
"Thank you, here's your tip."
Tang Yu was overwhelmed with gratitude, quickly putting Wang Yixue's foot down and taking out his wallet to hand the waiter a thick stack of bills.
He really couldn't take it anymore.
"Thank you, Young Master Tang."
The waiter repeatedly thanked him for the stack of bills.
As expected of Young Master Tang, handsome and generous!
Tang Yu stood up and said to Wang Yixue, "I'm going to wash my hands, you start eating first."
"Alright."
Wang Yixue raised her head with a sly smile, barely containing her urge to burst out laughing.
This guy had been massaging her for so long, constantly muttering to himself about why she wouldn't admit defeat.
Hilarious.
She was never going to lose.
[Damn, I underestimated her - this woman's really thick-skinned!]
Tang Yu saw her smile and knew he'd been played. He walked away with a dark face to wash his hands thoroughly.
When he returned, Wang Yixue had already poured wine for him and cut up his steak.
Like a gentle and thoughtful girlfriend, she winked at Tang Yu and said,
"Eat up, eat up, you've worked hard today."
"Thanks."
Tang Yu responded coldly, though he was indeed quite hungry.
During the meal, Wang Yixue stopped teasing Tang Yu and focused on her food.
The atmosphere grew quiet.
Men look best in lamplight, women most beautiful under moonlight.
In the flickering candlelight, Wang Yixue suddenly stopped moving.
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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...
