Sitting on the sofa waiting for Huang Xiaotao to fetch something, I was incredibly nervous. For a moment, I even wanted to flee out the door.
The other voice in my head was roaring, "Song Yang, how can you be so useless?"
Those few minutes felt like years. Then Huang Xiaotao came out from the bedroom, hands behind her back, smiling and asking, "Guess what I've got? I'll give you a hint - it's made of plastic, has holes, and is for protection."
I was stunned for a moment before cleverly guessing, "It wouldn't happen to be a CD, would it?"
"Damn, how did you guess right!" Huang Xiaotao looked disappointed as she took out an unopened CD case containing the classic horror movie The Ring.
After experiencing such a psychological rollercoaster, I calmed down a little and said, "What were you hoping I'd guess instead?"
Now it was Huang Xiaotao's turn to blush, though just a faint shade of red appeared on her cheeks. "What else could a CD be? I was just testing your intelligence."
"Hah, stop pretending to be all innocent!" I finally had a chance for payback after being teased.
"How dare you say that to me? I'm allowed to tease you but not the other way around." Huang Xiaotao knocked my head with the corner of the CD case, making tears nearly fall from the pain.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I begged for mercy.
"Hmph!" Huang Xiaotao had her arms akimbo.
Still rubbing my head, I asked, "How come you've never seen such an old movie before?"
Huang Xiaotao flipped the case over and looked at the cover. "I hadn't, but I'd always heard this movie was scary beyond belief. I bought it but didn't dare watch alone. Luckily you're here today to watch with me. Have you seen it before?"
"Nope!" I shook my head.
"Great, let's watch together then!"
With that, Huang Xiaotao opened up the CD case and popped the disc into the player. Of course, I'd already seen The Ring back in middle school, but I didn't want to ruin her excitement.
As the movie started playing, Huang Xiaotao turned off the lights to set the atmosphere. She curled up on the sofa, hugging her legs. Her fair smooth legs and intoxicating scent made me feel restless, not knowing where to look. Only then did I realize the phrase "soft, fragrant, and tender" was no exaggeration at all. For a moment, I even felt an urge to put my arm around Huang Xiaotao, but I really didn't have the guts.
Rather than scary, this movie felt oppressive, permeated by a suffocating atmosphere that made the back of your neck tingle with chills at every turn, fearing what might jump out behind the actors.
It seemed the Japanese were unmatched in perversion - even an old granny would keep fighting if she collapsed!
By midway through, Huang Xiaotao was letting out frequent shrieks, clearly frightened as she clutched my arm tighter and tighter until it hurt. I'd thought she was quite bold, yet she too had fears. I took the remote and turned down the volume.
With the horror movie volume lowered, it wasn't so scary anymore. When the ghost girl appeared for the third time, Huang Xiaotao didn't react at all. I wondered if she'd been pretending earlier since she adapted so quickly.
But looking over, Huang Xiaotao had actually fallen asleep, head resting on my shoulder as she let out soft snores.
I reached over to brush the hair from her ear. Huang Xiaotao's sleeping profile was so beautiful, like a napping kitten, adorable and docile. Although I could see her fair cleavage from this angle, I preferred gazing at her sleeping face.
I realized I had become a bit shamelessly infatuated.
The alluring fragrance from her body seemed to seduce me. I couldn't help leaning in, my heartbeat racing uncontrollably again. I admonished myself - Song Yang, how could you take advantage of her like this?
Yet it was as if another voice said, seize the moment, what are you waiting for, are you even a man?
After an intense inner struggle, reason prevailed in the end, and I decided to act like a gentleman.
But I couldn't just let her sleep like this all night, tiring myself to death. So I slowly, carefully shifted my body to stand up, moving extra slowly so Huang Xiaotao's head wouldn't loll when losing my support. I quickly turned and caught the back of her neck with my hand.
Then I slipped my other hand under her knees and carried her princess style. Though my physique was average, I could still lift a girl under 100 pounds. Huang Xiaotao's hair tips brushed my arm, ticklish.
I brought Huang Xiaotao to the bedroom and laid her on the bed, about to withdraw. But she suddenly hooked her slender arms around my neck, startling me. Was she not fully asleep after all?
Then she mumbled in her sleep, slurring, "Don't let him get away..." before starting to grind her teeth.
I had to stifle my laughter. Sleeping Huang Xiaotao was just too cute.
I slowly lowered my head, easing it out from her arms while using both hands to hold up her elbows so her arms wouldn't hit her chest when released. It was a delicate maneuver that I completed with painstaking patience until finally succeeding in disentangling us.
Huang Xiaotao slept sprawled out. It seemed heartless to just leave like that, so I tucked the blanket over her.
Back in the living room, I naturally didn't continue the horror movie but turned off the TV and got ready for sleep. Lying in darkness, I repeatedly recalled what had just happened, smiling to myself - ah, I really am shamelessly hopeless!
It had been an exhausting day, and I soon fell asleep, only to be awoken by the ringing phone as Huang Xiaotao spoke in the bedroom, "The body's been found...got it, I'll be right there..."
Then she shouted towards me, "Song Yang, Song Yang!"
"I'm up," I responded.
"Get dressed and go to the station, they've discovered a corpse." Huang Xiaotao urged.
"Got it!"
It was only 4 AM. After getting dressed, Huang Xiaotao soon emerged fully clothed with a holstered pistol. She took a jacket off the coat hook and put it on, smoothing down her hair. The moment she donned this outfit, she instantly transformed from a cute, bold girl into a mature, icy policewoman.
"Sleep well?" she asked.
"Being woken at 4 AM, what do you think?" I couldn't help but wryly smile.
"That's a policeman's life, can't be helped. Oh right, if you're hungry there's some bread in the fridge."
"No need." I picked up my bag and followed Huang Xiaotao downstairs, then got in her car heading for the station without much conversation.
As we neared the station, I said, "Let me off here."
"What's up?" Huang Xiaotao asked.
"It's early morning now. If your colleagues see us arriving together, it might lead to gossip...I don't want that." I explained.
Huang Xiaotao laughed. "Didn't realize you were so considerate."
She stopped the car so I could get out, but just as I was about to leave, she suddenly asked, "Oh right, how did I end up sleeping in bed?"
"Huh?" I was stunned speechless.
"Don't tell me you carried me over?"
I shyly admitted, "I did!"
"And you tucked me in too?" Huang Xiaotao asked.
"Y-yes!" My head was practically buried in the ground now.
Huang Xiaotao suddenly reached out and gently stroked my chin. "Thanks!"
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.
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!
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...
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
