Noon, back at the Leng Family after buying groceries.
In the study.
Leng Qingqiu grabbed Gu Yan's collar and sniffed it closely with her little head.
A few seconds later.
She looked up with a frosty expression and said coldly, "You smell like another woman!"
"A mix of perfume and disinfectant... Oh, I get it. You went to visit that woman named Wang Yulan in the hospital, didn't you?"
"I know Wang Yulan."
"But who is this other woman who sprayed herself with peach-scented perfume?"
Leng Qingqiu coldly let go of Gu Yan's collar, then smiled amicably at him.
Who would have thought? Last night, you left saying your family missed you, but it turns out it was that woman in the hospital who was missing you, huh?
Of course, what I care about is just that my servant went to another woman. It's simply that I feel uncomfortable, as if my servant has been snatched away.
Although I know Wang Yulan is in a pitiful situation, for some reason, I just feel extremely displeased.
And what's more, there seems to be another woman besides Wang Yulan!
What should you do when you have a wife who is a tsundere, refuses to admit she likes you, and is jealous?
Gu Yan thinks she is just incredibly cute!
He reached out and pinched Leng Qingqiu's cheeks, gently pulling them to the sides, and teased, "Are you an idiot? Why are you so nervous?"
"My dear husband only loves you, Leng Qingqiu. Wang Yulan's mother is my teacher, so of course, I had to visit her."
"As for that woman who sprayed perfume, honestly, I don't even know her. She's probably a friend of Wang Yulan's."
"As soon as I walked in, she tried to take advantage of me, saying she wanted me to be her boyfriend."
"Oh... by the way, Qingqiu, your cheeks feel really nice to pinch..."
Leng Qingqiu was extremely annoyed, although she felt better after hearing Gu Yan's explanation.
But!
Smack!
"Take your dirty hands off! It hurts!"
Leng Qingqiu slapped Gu Yan's hand away, covering her face with both hands, feeling extremely embarrassed.
Damn it, I hate people who have no sense of boundaries. Do you think the Night King's face is something anyone can touch?
Of course, the main point is...
Leng Qingqiu snorted softly, crossing her arms and said, "So, what did you say after she confessed to you?"
"Were you so happy that you almost jumped up and nodded in agreement on your knees?"
Seeing this, Gu Yan pressed his hands on Leng Qingqiu's shoulders and pushed her back into the chair: "What are you talking about, Qingqiu? Of course, I rejected her immediately."
He spoke while gently massaging Leng Qingqiu's shoulders.
Today, Leng Qingqiu was wearing a black high-necked slim-fitting knitted sweater, which made her already fair complexion even more stunning. Coupled with her great figure, the feel of her shoulders under Gu Yan's hands was fantastic.
Looking down from above, Leng Qingqiu resembled a beautifully crafted doll, light and comfortable to hold.
As he massaged, Gu Yan could feel the slight tremors in her body. He leaned down slightly, taking in the fragrance emanating from Leng Qingqiu.
Her expression slightly changed, her fingers trembling as she deliberately tapped her arm to relieve the tension, pretending to remain calm on the surface: "Mmm... and then?"
"Then, I said I was married."
Married?
To me?
A sense of joy inexplicably surged in Leng Qingqiu's heart. She relaxed her body slightly, leaning back in the chair, and continued to ask, "To whom... are you married?"
"Guess?"
Gu Yan applied a bit more force, and Leng Qingqiu gradually let go of her arms that had been hugging her chest.
Her arms slowly dropped, and she seemed to hear Gu Yan's slightly heated breathing near her ear.
This guy... is he getting this close again while massaging me?
Leng Qingqiu's mind was a bit hazy. Wait, I can't let myself get like this.
"I... um... don't want to guess..."
Leng Qingqiu said haltingly, her breathing slightly hurried.
Due to Gu Yan's technique, his playful tone, and the warm breath on her ear, her heart was racing.
"Of course, it's you, my Qingqiu."
Gu Yan reached out, wrapping his arms around Leng Qingqiu from behind, bending down, and burying his face in the side of her neck.
Leng Qingqiu tried to struggle, but found that her body was powerless.
What's happening to me...
"Pervert... let go of me..."
Leng Qingqiu tried to push Gu Yan away with her powerless words, but inside, she was enjoying the moment.
But the next second.
Gu Yan's actions shattered this dreamlike feeling.
"Ssshh... Ssshh... Ssshh!!! Qingqiu! My Qingqiu!!!"
"Sorry! Let me take a little more! I really can't help it! Qingqiu, you smell so good!! I love you so much!!!"
"You jerk!!! Get out!!!"
Click!
The study door was closed.
Gu Yan, who was kicked out, had a helpless expression on his face.
He regretfully covered his face. Damn it!
I thought the atmosphere in the study had become quite intimate, but! But once I got close to Qingqiu, I just couldn't help it!!
I couldn't help but reveal my true self!!
This can't be helped! Who could resist a beautiful person like that in front of you without reacting?
Not to mention, she's your pure love!
No, no, I must train my self-control!
Gu Yan shook his head and went to cook.
In the study.
Leng Qingqiu, blushing with shame, covered the back of her neck, which had been nibbled on by Gu Yan.
That was too perverted!
Why would someone do that to that part of the body?
Leng Qingqiu couldn't understand.
She spread her hands, helplessly saying, "It's indeed saliva."
That guy is too perverted!
Just as Leng Qingqiu was thinking about it, ready to find some tissue.
Suddenly.
Whoosh!!
A strange black book suddenly flew out from her vision and automatically opened its pages.
"What's going on?!"
Leng Qingqiu was startled. Why did the occult book appear on its own? And it gave her a feeling as if it was strongly craving something.
Whoosh~~
The black book flew to Leng Qingqiu's hand, flipping its pages continuously, as if it was eager but also afraid of making Leng Qingqiu angry.
?
Leng Qingqiu slowly raised an eyebrow, her heart surged with a possibility.
Then, she slowly pressed her palm, which was stained with Gu Yan's saliva, onto the black book.
The next moment.
Buzz!
The black book excitedly trembled all over, emitting a strange black glow, and within moments, it returned to Leng Qingqiu's vision.
And Leng Qingqiu also felt something unusual.
That was...
"My perception... seems to have improved a bit?"
Although very slightly, it had indeed improved!
Leng Qingqiu was shocked. What's going on?
Her perception could be understood as her attack range.
Anything within her perception could have its life essence extracted by her.
The method of improvement was extremely rigorous, and she hadn't found a way to enhance it.
But... Leng Qingqiu's heart surged with a thought that seemed utterly absurd to her.
How could that be possible!! Is Gu Yan that special?
Leng Qingqiu shook her head, laughing at the absurdity of the idea.
The study fell into silence for a moment.
A few minutes later.
A vague murmur came from the study: "What if... it really is possible..."
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.”
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!"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
