But Gu Xiaoli neither dodged nor blocked.
When Gu Chengyin had slapped her just now, she hadn’t even used spiritual power to protect herself, because she was afraid of hurting him.
That realization stirred something in Gu Chengyin’s heart—but only a little.
Being moved was one thing; dealing with the matter at hand was another.
Until he pried the little catgirl’s true intentions out of her, he had no intention of letting the matter go.
So Gu Chengyin pulled away the hand Gu Xiaoli had been using to cover herself.
Then he raised his hand and, without the slightest hesitation, brought it down again.
“Smack!”
The sound was even louder than before.
Gu Xiaoli’s body jolted violently. Her spiritual cat ears nearly flattened into her hair.
Her spiritual tail puffed up even more than before, the fur at its tip standing on end like a dandelion.
She bit down hard on her lower lip, and a suppressed whimper escaped her throat.
It wasn’t that the slap hurt particularly badly.
To be honest, for Gu Xiaoli, that amount of force was barely different from being tickled.
Even without circulating her spiritual power, the strength of her natural physique alone was enough to keep it from injuring even a single strand of fur.
But… it was simply too humiliating!
In all the years Gu Xiaoli had lived, this was the first time she had ever been spanked in a place like that!
Just then, Gu Chengyin’s voice reached her ears.
“Do you know what you did wrong?”
Those words made Gu Xiaoli’s heart clench. Her embarrassment was instantly replaced by panic.
Had he discovered her little scheme?
That shouldn’t be possible.
She had handled every detail perfectly.
Her expression, tone, body language, heartbeat, and pupil movements—
every last detail had been precisely calculated by her clever little mind.
Gu Xiaoli was certain that her acting had been flawless, without the slightest crack.
Besides, she had never intended to harm Gu Chengyin.
In fact, if anything really happened, she would be completely willing.
It was just that this time was special. If she told him directly, Big Brother would definitely refuse.
So she could only use this method, planning to turn the deed into a fait accompli before telling him.
Could Big Brother be bluffing?
That thought helped Gu Xiaoli calm down a little.
Yes, that was very likely. He was probably trying to trick her.
Big Brother was incredibly clever. His greatest talent was making people reveal their own weaknesses without even realizing it.
Perhaps he had merely sensed that something was wrong, without actually discovering anything.
He was just testing her with this method.
If she confessed now, then she would truly have fallen into his trap.
In the end, Gu Xiaoli decided to hold out a little longer.
She slowly turned her head and revealed a pitiful little face.
Her eyes were red, the tip of her nose was red, and her lips were pursed ever so slightly.
Her spiritual cat ears drooped miserably against either side of her hair. She looked just like a little cat that had been wrongly accused by its owner.
So innocent that anyone would feel an overwhelming urge to pick her up and comfort her.
“Big Brother, what are you talking about? Xiaoli doesn’t understand…”
Her voice was soft to the extreme, the ending rising slightly with just the right hint of a tremble.
Gu Xiaoli even sniffed in cooperation, making the moisture in her eyes more obvious, as though she were about to burst into tears from sheer grievance at any moment.
“Hmph. Still pretending in front of Big Brother, are you?”
Gu Chengyin let out a cold snort. At first, he hadn’t been entirely certain.
Before flipping Gu Xiaoli over and spanking her, he had only been sixty or seventy percent confident in his judgment.
But now, seeing her pitiful attempt to act meek, Gu Chengyin was completely certain.
Gu Xiaoli was putting on an act. She really was hiding something.
If this catgirl had truly been wronged, if she genuinely had no idea what she had done wrong, her first reaction would definitely not have been to act meek.
She would have hissed.
That was Gu Xiaoli’s genuine reaction whenever she felt wronged.
Therefore, acting meek wasn’t a response to being falsely accused. It was a response to feeling guilty.
Still, Gu Chengyin didn’t continue spanking her.
The first slap had been a test, and the second had been a clear statement of his attitude. Any more than that would have been excessive.
Even an ordinary person would fight back after being hit, much less Gu Xiaoli. She hadn’t used any spiritual power to protect herself, so every blow had landed squarely.
Although it didn’t hurt, the way she looked as though she was so humiliated she might ascend on the spot didn’t seem feigned either.
So Gu Chengyin lowered his hand and placed it over the spot he had just struck.
With his fingers spread, he began soothing her with just the right amount of pressure.
His movements were practiced, as though he had done this countless times before.
The force was perfectly balanced between comfort and teasing, like a feather brushing back and forth across her skin.
“So that’s how it is? It seems Big Brother has wronged Xiaoli.”
“Does it hurt? Let Big Brother rub it for you.”
Gu Xiaoli’s body underwent an extremely subtle change at that moment.
When Gu Chengyin stopped spanking her, her instinct was to let out a sigh of relief.
But that thought lasted for less than a breath before being swept away by another, far more intense sensation.
Gu Xiaoli discovered that Gu Chengyin’s technique was simply too good.
Too good to be a casual rub. Too good to be mere consolation.
It was so good that an unfamiliar sensation began to surge within her body.
The feeling originated from that spot and began to grow, as though something inside her had awakened.
It traveled upward along her meridians, rushing to her lower abdomen, her chest, and finally her throat.
There, it lodged itself in place, making even breathing somewhat difficult.
Her body began to heat up beyond her control.
Her heartbeat accelerated, her breathing grew shallow, and moisture once again shimmered in her large eyes.
But this time was different from before. This was a genuine physical reaction, an arousal that no amount of acting could imitate.
Gu Xiaoli quickly realized that something was wrong.
Wait. Wait.
This wasn’t right.
This wasn’t how things were supposed to develop.
She had been the one who designed this plan to seduce Big Brother. So how had the situation been reversed?
How had a few simple rubs turned her into this?
Just as all of Gu Xiaoli’s attention had become focused on the strange sensations, Gu Chengyin suddenly bent down.
His lips moved close to her sensitive ear, and warm breath escaped his nose.
It brushed against the thin layer of pink fur inside her ear, making Gu Xiaoli’s entire body shudder.
“Xiaoli, why do you want to eat Big Brother?”
At that moment, all of Gu Xiaoli’s attention was focused on the hand that was still soothing her, unhurriedly.
Her nervous system had been completely overrun by the strange sensations, and her ability to think had fallen to a dangerously low level.
The walls she had built for defense and deception collapsed beneath the tingling assault.
She had even forgotten that she was pretending to be innocent. She had forgotten the role she was playing. She had forgotten that she had just been gritting her teeth and insisting that Xiaoli didn’t understand.
So when the question drifted into her ear, her mind didn’t even go through the process of judgment.
Instead, it directly retrieved the most genuine answer stored deep within her memories.
Then, without thinking, she spoke it aloud with her little mouth:
“Only by obtaining Big Brother’s essence blood…”
“can Xiaoli become Big Brother’s fated demon.”
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
