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..."
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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?"
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
