A Haven of Tenderness

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[Vulgar language!]

[Vulgar! How absolutely vulgar! Please, give us more of this kind of talk!]

[Isn't this supposed to be a wholesome ghost-hunting stream? How can it be this lewd? I'm hitting that donate button!]

[Wait, what's wrong with Big Bear? Why has she been bottling these thoughts up, and why is she suddenly being so honest now?]

[Newbie, look at the status bar above the streamer's equipment slot. He used a Truth Serum on Aunt Mei.]

[Holy crap, is the Truth Serum effect really this explosive?]

[Yes, please.]

[Please, give us some exciting content.]

[Camping for some exciting content.]

[Camping.]

Hearing Lin Xuemei's blunt, heartfelt confession, Wen Nan chuckled.

So that was it?

Was it because of this that the mission completion rate had fluctuated so much? It wasn't that she was suddenly resisting his advances, but quite the opposite—she was craving them too much?

She harbored such desires deep down, yet felt guilty, angry, and self-reproachful for having them?

Recalling the first drop in the mission completion rate, it happened by the kitchen sink. Lin Xuemei had been reminiscing about Ye Jiu and Qiqi's childhood, mentioning how Ye Jiu had held Qiqi and said, "You belong to me." A faint shadow had clouded her eyes then.

It seemed that back then, Lin Xuemei had suddenly realized that Ye Jiu and Qiqi were childhood sweethearts; he loved Qiqi, and she was the one truly suited for him. As his aunt, she felt she should play the role of an elder, standing quietly to the side, watching the young couple eventually come together and offering her blessings.

Instead of doing what she was doing now—crossing the line and breaking boundaries because of the desires deep in her heart.

Desire and morality had been locked in a tug-of-war within Lin Xuemei, causing her mood to swing wildly, which in turn caused Wen Nan's mission completion rate to rise and fall.

Until now, when Wen Nan used the Truth Serum, forcing Lin Xuemei to spill her true thoughts, leaving her no way to turn back.

9527:[Truth Serum effect active, time remaining: 12s...]

9527:[Truth Serum effect active, time remaining: 11s...]

9527:[Truth Serum effect active, time remaining: 10s...]

Since things had reached this point and the answer to the romance strategy was laid out before him, he had no reason to refuse.

Wen Nan chuckled softly, reached out, and rubbed Lin Xuemei's earlobe.

Fresh from her bath, her earlobe felt slick, tender, and soft, carrying the faint, milky scent of body wash.

"Alright."

Wen Nan whispered into Lin Xuemei's ear:

"Why don't you go check if the child is asleep? I'll come find you once I've finished my shower."

With that, Wen Nan stood up from the sofa and was about to head toward the bathroom when Lin Xuemei suddenly reached out, gripped his arm tightly, and pulled him back.

Caught off guard, Wen Nan stumbled, his body tilting forward, nearly collapsing onto Lin Xuemei's chest.

He instinctively stretched out his hands, bracing his arms against the sofa on either side of her head, trapping her beneath him.

Their faces were so close that their noses were almost touching. From this angle, Wen Nan could clearly see the fine fuzz on Lin Xuemei's cheeks, still dotted with tiny, crystalline water droplets from the shower, making her look like a ripe peach just dampened by the rain.

"What's wrong?" Wen Nan asked, noticing his voice had gone hoarse.

A flush of red bloomed on Lin Xuemei's fair, delicate cheeks. She looked straight into Wen Nan's eyes, her gaze tinged with shyness, yet her words were blunt:

"No need to shower. Like this... it's more flavorful. I like it."

Wen Nan was slightly stunned, then his smile turned helpless. "Alright."

He lowered his arms, one hand circling her slick, fragrant shoulder, the other sliding behind her thighs to scoop her up horizontally.

With the Attribute Trial Card maxing out his stats, Wen Nan's strength, armor, agility, and charm were all at their peak. Lifting Lin Xuemei was as effortless as picking up a kitten.

"To the guest room, on the small bed?" Wen Nan asked.

Lin Xuemei leaned toward his shoulder and nodded honestly, "Mm..."

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[Please, for the love of god, don't stop!]

[Watching porn in a horror game, the day is finally here]

[I came to the right livestream]

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Wen Nan carried Lin Xuemei toward the guest bedroom. Just as he reached the doorway, a rapid series of system prompts rang out in his mind.

9527:[Truth Serum effect ongoing, remaining time: 2s...]

9527:[Truth Serum effect ongoing, remaining time: 1s...]

9527:[Truth Serum duration has ended, please be advised.]

The moment the drug wore off, the person in his arms began to struggle.

Her slender waist twisted, and Lin Xuemei raised her hands, fingers gripping Wen Nan's arm tightly. Her tone was filled with panic, "Xiao Jiu, we can't do this, no..."

She choked off halfway through her sentence.

In the midst of her struggling, the thin bath towel she was wearing fell to the floor...

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[(furious)]

[Σ(-`Д-;)] [(furious)] [What the hell kind of garbage is this?!] [(д) Damn it] [I already took my pants off, and this is what you show me?!]

[(д) Damn it]

[I already took my pants off, and this is what you show me?!]

[Damn it, refund!!!]

[Damn it, refund!!!]

[Refund! You must refund!]

[Stupid, glitchy system.]

[What a scam.]

[I really shouldn't have expected too much from a horror survival game.]

[In the end, I was just let down.]

On the light screen at the spawn point, the countdown for the main quest ticked away relentlessly.

[08:00:59--]

[08:00:58--]

[08:00:57--]

Meanwhile, in Nine Times a Night's livestream, the barrage of insults, rebukes, urging, and anticipation never ceased for a single moment.

Even while the stream remained blocked, the popularity of this channel miraculously stayed at the top.

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[Still not back up.]

[It's already twelve noon.]

[Twelve hours have passed already...]

[No way, is he really that persistent?]

[Nine Times a Night, he truly lives up to his name...]

[Can he even start it at all?]

[Are they going to keep it blocked until the quest time runs out?]

[No way, isn't there still Little Chili? Is the great Nine Times a Night not going to pursue her anymore?]

[There's so little time left. If the stream isn't even up yet, that means he's still in bed. Even if he scrambled up right now, washed up, changed, left, got back to school, found Little Chili, discovered her deepest secret desires, and satisfied them—after all that, he'd definitely be out of time...]

[I told you, you can't get sucked in. Once you fall into a den of indulgence, you can't get out.]

[It's over.]

[Feels like he's doomed.]

[I just want to know, will this stream ever come back? Are they really not going to give us even a scrap of content?]