CHAPTER 22 (PART 2)

[Gu Sheng, please stop radiating charm aaaah]

[Damn, this woman is such a skilled baiter! Dominant woman x sweet girl, who doesn’t love that!]

Lu Yiyi walked over just as Gu Sheng said simply, “Here, take a thousand.”

Lu Yiyi: “!!”

The beautiful older sister was so generous, happiness came so suddenly, she couldn’t even react.

Yu Shanbei hurried over and got the news too. If this was on stage, he could have slid on his knees for Gu Sheng right then.

—“Sis! You’re my real sister!”

The live chat watching this adoption scene exploded with laughter. Fans of Yu Shanbei and Lu Yiyi, and even their company and group fans, all shouted together, “Thanks, Sister Sheng!” “Sister Sheng is a living goddess!”

Gu Sheng smiled and accepted their thanks, feeling fulfilled helping the kids.

[Aaaah Wen Ge laughed, I saw it!]

[He really laughed! So Sister Sheng doesn’t even have to tease Wen Ge for him to laugh.]

[This is love!! [Frustrated][Scream]]

The production team didn’t, as Yu Shanbei expected, make the last-place couple sleep on the street.

“These past days, everyone surely created your own special romance! Couple’s Night is a heart-fluttering evening meant just for the couples! The production team has prepared for you a luxurious romantic sea view suite, an ocean-themed couple room, a tasteful executive double room, and a fresh sea breeze homestay.”

“Each room has matching decorations and a dinner fitting its level~ We hope the couples can find their own truths of happiness~~”

[The truth of happiness is getting laid!!]

[Cough cough, sister is so blunt I love it]

[Believer willing to not eat meat for a year if my CP can go to DOI]

“Our rooms will be allocated based on the funding rankings~ After a day of hard work, the couples’ funding ranks have shifted again. Now we will announce them~”

Wen Sheng was still solidly first, with a total of over four thousand. Because Gu Sheng had thrown in a thousand as a timely help, the Shanlu couple’s total assets rose to two thousand. The Wang Lv couple’s 1500 became 1800 after a day, and the Qing Tian couple also earned three hundred, going from 1450 to 1750.

If not for Gu Sheng, Shanlu would have been at the bottom, but instead it was Song Qingzhi and Qin Tian who ended up there.

When the results were announced, Yu Shanbei and Lu Yiyi looked nervous, but Gu Sheng didn’t show a hint of worry.

Song Qingzhi was so angry her vision darkened but she put on a sad and fragile expression: “It’s okay, even though we picked last in all three rounds, every night we hold each other. It really doesn’t matter, no need to pity us.”

The Qing Tian couple’s fans immediately felt utterly heartbroken.

[Gu Sheng is toxic, right? Drawing 5,000 is so unfair, breaks the game rules!]

[So ridiculous, who does she think she is? This isn’t fair at all!]

[Rich families are ruthless, must have rigged with the production team? Always making Qing Tian last!]

Just as the chat was about to explode into arguments, the fans of Huisheng, Hengxing, WenSheng CP, Yu Shanbei, Lu Yiyi, and Shanlu CP all rose up and launched a united attack—

[Wait, why are you guys so double-standard? Didn’t your steamed bun also get a thousand from Wang He?]

[This is hilarious, now you’re yelling unfair?]

[Selective blindness? Only you guys get to take advantage huh]

[According to the original funds you drew, you deserved to be last! Why be so sour?]

Gu Sheng had already expected this before she gave the money.

However, Song Qingzhi had received a gift from Wang He yesterday, so Gu Sheng’s giving a thousand today didn’t break any game rules. That’s why she stayed calm throughout.

Song Qingzhi of course understood this logic, but she was deliberately guiding the fans’ emotions, playing the victim with three last-place finishes to make them insult Gu Sheng.

She also hinted a little, hoping that the two little idols from Shanlu would be sensible and give up the second-place room. Both her and Qin Tian’s marketing teams were waiting for tonight—actually staying in the last-place rundown guesthouse would be too embarrassing!

But at this moment, Wen Heng, who had been watching coldly, spoke up: “Since it’s decided, then we can go.”

The director was stunned for a moment, then dared not argue: “Of course, of course.”

Wen Heng patted Yu Shanbei’s shoulder: “Go on.”

The money Gu Sheng had sent out was never wasted.

Yu Shanbei was a little stunned, then gained great courage from Wen Heng’s calm gaze.

—Wuwu, with Wen-ge’s pat, who would still dare to scold them!

Wen-ge and Sheng-jie are both good! People!

So the two from Shanlu happily went to the ocean-themed couple’s room, and the other guests all went to their own rooms.

…

The luxurious romantic ocean-view suite.

The production team really spent a lot—the room was the most expensive in Liancheng.

The interior was lavish, the view wide open. Sea breeze blew by the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the distant sound of waves drifted in with the night.

But the most eye-catching was the show’s arrangement—the bedspread was covered with rose petals, a candlelight dinner set on the table, and a rose bath in the tub.

…Full of enchantment.

Most viewers flooded into Gu Sheng and Wen Heng’s livestream window and got excited seeing this setup.

[Ahhh! A wedding scene!]

[Isn’t it appropriate for something to happen in a place like this!?]

System: “Isn’t it appropriate for something to happen!?”

Gu Sheng: “Appropriate!”

She completely ignored the system’s nagging and all the suggestive decorations, calm as still water as she took the robe and went to shower.

Sounds of water came from the bathroom; Wen Heng, smelling the rose scent and shampoo, felt a bit warm.

…Probably the sea breeze was too humid, he thought.

After Gu Sheng finished, he also took a shower to calm himself.

On Couples’ Night, every couple was giving their all.

In the ocean-themed couple’s room, Yu Shanbei and Lu Yiyi danced a fiery spicy dance, making viewers’ hearts race.

In the elegant executive double room, Wang He and Lü Yuzhuo listened to music from a phonograph and danced a slow couple’s dance.

The sea breeze fresh guesthouse saw the fastest viewer rise because Qin Tian found a sexy nightgown in Song Qingzhi’s luggage. Song Qingzhi blushed, saying it wasn’t hers, Qin Tian smirked and asked if that was true, then they kissed.

The audience was thrilled; the hot search took off.

—Now this is the style of Couples’ Night!

Meanwhile, in the luxurious ocean-view suite, the two “old cadres” were probably just going to sleep plainly under the covers next.

The director had to step in again, knocking on the door to remind: “Teacher Gu, Teacher Wen, you haven’t fulfilled each other’s wishes yet!”

Gu Sheng went “Ah!”

Why didn’t this dog man smile all day?

What a weirdo!!

Wen Heng looked back calmly, eyes like a still deep lake.

Gu Sheng thought for a moment and said, “Teacher Wen, smile, please.”

Her tone was perfunctory but had a bit more charm than usual. Wen Heng subconsciously wanted to smile but suppressed it.

“Just like that?” he asked.

[Just that! Just that, just that!]

[The neighbors are already going at it, and you two can’t even play!]

Gu Sheng gritted her teeth, sat cross-legged, and gave Wen Heng a few appraising looks. This dog—if he was deliberately not smiling, he definitely could hold it in. Looks like she needed some physical means.

So Gu Sheng’s fingers, fast as a gust of wind, suddenly reached toward his belly before anyone reacted!

Wen Heng’s eyes sharp and hands quick, caught hers and lifted his eyelids: “What are you doing?”

Gu Sheng’s fair and nimble fingers furiously scratched his abs. “Make me laugh!!”

—This woman was tickling him!

Gu Sheng stubbornly tried to tickle Wen Heng into laughing, her fingers flying.

But the thin robe she wore was snagged by her fingertips and soon loosened to reveal his chest—

Fair, but with well-proportioned flesh and clearly defined muscles, carrying the strength of a grown man.

[Thank you, thank you, living Bodhisattva!]

[Ahhhh can I even look at this!?]

[Don’t stop! Keep going! Harder!]

Gu Sheng’s mind was full of just getting him to laugh so she could finish the task, muttering, “How come you don’t have any ticklish spots?—”

Her cool fingertips slid over his skin.

Wen Heng didn’t laugh but instead clenched her delicate smooth wrist.

His palm was hot.

Gu Sheng seemed to feel Wen Heng’s heartbeat from his palm.

She raised her eyes and met Wen Heng’s dark pupils.

The deep lake rippled faintly.

The rose petals on the bed were gently stirred by the sea breeze, the faint rose scent mixed with the moisture in the air. The woman before him, her hair still damp, her brows and eyes naturally beautiful, both innocent and dangerous.

Wen Heng felt something was wrong. His intuition told him this would lead to misfortune.

Yet, for the first time, he noticed his own heartbeat out of control.

The whole night seemed to be slowly burning, the audience holding their breath. The camera in the next room was covered, half-hidden intimacy.

Here, it was inscrutable but carried a strong sexual tension…

Wen Heng parted his thin lips, about to say something, when a prompt interrupted.

“Warning. Warning. Warning.”

“In one minute, you will experience the 22nd pain. The pain level is high; please prepare.”

Wen Heng was stunned and finally came to his senses.

This warning was clearly stronger than before; even level 10 pain hadn’t been like this.

Gu Sheng took advantage of his distraction and shook off his hand.

She sensed something was off—this dog man might have no feelings, but he was still a man. Surely he wasn’t just looking at her beauty with ill intent, right??

—And this is all happening in front of thousands of viewers, ruining her reputation and slandering her good name! This dog!

Gu Sheng stopped trying to make him laugh. Laugh if you want, don’t if you don’t!

She immediately started searching the whole room, looking for something to defend herself with, just in case she needed to knock him out.

Just as Gu Sheng fixed her gaze on the candlestick, a thrilling “Beep—” sounded in her ear.

Gu Sheng shouted loudly to the system, “Do something big! Don’t make me look down on you!”

As if responding to her heartfelt command, the system gave a deafening alert:

“22nd level of love pain: labor pain.”

“Pain level: 12.”

Gu Sheng: ? What pain? Say that again?

Wen Heng: …What level? Say that again?

But the system didn’t answer. He barely had time to realize that level 10 wasn’t the highest pain level after all, when the terrifying agony crashed down like an unstoppable tidal wave, swallowing him like a beast.

Wen Heng was hit almost instantly. With a muffled groan, he grabbed Gu Sheng and pulled her into his arms.

[Aaaahhhh!]

[It’s on! It’s on!]

[Kiss! Kiss! I’m about to push you down!]

This dog!

Gu Sheng instinctively pushed him away.

The pain left for a second, then came back instantly. Wen Heng’s robe was soaked with cold sweat, his pupils dilated. But to the viewers, this looked like a look full of desire and intoxication.

[Aaaahhhh!]

[So sexy! Everyone, I’m so excited!]

[She runs! He chases! Neither can fly away!]

Wen Heng, conscious through the agony and live stream, gritted his teeth and reached out to cover the camera lens.

He grabbed Gu Sheng again, only to be pushed away once more.

In just one minute, they repeated this death-and-rebirth cycle over and over.

The live platform was pitch black but the viewer count did not drop at all. The microphone was still on, and the audience heard a hoarse, lingering voice filled with near despair.

“Gu Sheng…!” Wen Heng bit his tongue and groaned, “…I want your life.”

The whole internet exploded.

[Are we really allowed to hear this aaaahhhh!]

[OMG can this be broadcast aaaahhh!]

[Want your life!! How exactly??]

…

That night.

The trending searches exploded, no one survived the scene.

Only the lone survivor, Gu Sheng, sneered coldly: How exactly do you want my life?

On Couple’s Night, other guests were busy making babies.

Wen Heng was busy giving birth.

Awesome!

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