Outside the room, Zhao Yicheng paused in his movements and let go of the door handle.
“Hurry up. Take care of your health—life comes first.”
“Got it.”
Xu Yinsheng quickly stripped off the few pieces of leather armor she was wearing and grabbed a blue pajama set from the wardrobe, which had Doraemon’s face printed on it.
During her daily gender-swap period, the clothes on her body would change depending on whether the transformation was starting or ending.
Like now—she had transformed into a succubus girl, so the bear-print pajamas she was wearing earlier disappeared.
Only when the transformation period ended would the bear-print pajamas return.
What a strange quirk.
It was a bit like character files in a game.
The game world wouldn’t change, but the player’s character could change appearances based on their preferences.
That’s why Xu Yinsheng referred to her ability to freely choose gender-swapped characters as “loading a save file.”
Perhaps it was fate—”Searched far and wide, only to find it effortlessly”—as she changed clothes, she accidentally discovered the box of cookies that had been hidden in the wardrobe under piles of clothes.
No wonder she couldn’t find them before.
Xu Yinsheng pulled it out.
The box was blue and white, square-shaped like a gift box, with a rose-red ribbon tied in a bow, though the bow had already come undone.
Xu Yinsheng adjusted the Christmas hat on her head and pushed down the succubus horns underneath.
One cookie was wrapped by her flexible, slender tail and brought to her lips.
She opened her mouth and bit into it.
However, she didn’t notice that some of the crystal-clear liquid on her heart-shaped tail had dripped onto the cookie.
About fifteen minutes passed, and Zhao Yicheng, who had been patiently waiting outside, was starting to get anxious.
It had been quite a while, and Xiao Yin still hadn’t come out.
Had she… suddenly died inside?
Hmm… or maybe just collapsed from fatigue.
Suddenly—click.
The bedroom door opened from the inside.
Zhao Yicheng saw a purple-eyed girl walk out of the room, holding a box of cookies.
She wore a large Christmas hat that almost covered half of her head.
On her upper body was an oversized blue pajama top with an adorable Doraemon face printed on it.
On her back were two slight bumps.
Her lower half was dressed in oversized jeans, with pant legs dragging on the ground, completely covering her feet.
The bizarre outfit made Zhao Yicheng pause in surprise.
“Xiao Yin?”
“Yep,” Xu Yinsheng awkwardly scratched the tip of her nose with her small hand.
“Old Zhao, I, uh… got my clothes all dirty during that… so I changed outfits.”
Zhao Yicheng stared at the purple-eyed girl before him.
He had an indescribable feeling.
His eyes told him that this girl—who looked just like a purple-eyed beauty—was definitely his best buddy.
But his gut told him: someone this pretty couldn’t possibly be a guy.
“Your eyes…”
“Colored contacts.”
Xu Yinsheng shrugged.
She lifted the lid of the cookie box.
Inside lay palm-sized cookies, neatly arranged as if waiting for someone to taste them.
“Here, try one. They’re super delicious.”
Her pale, slender fingers picked one up and brought it to her pink lips.
Her tongue lightly licked it first, a motion so subtly seductive it was hard to look away.
After placing the cookie in her mouth, she chewed and swallowed, then gently licked the corner of her lips with her tongue.
It was just a normal bite—but somehow mesmerizing, enchanting.
The atmosphere shifted.
Zhao Yicheng’s Adam’s apple bobbed a few times, his eyes flickering with a fiery glow.
For some reason, he found Xiao Yin incredibly attractive at that moment.
He had this irresistible urge to taste that alluring little mouth—or maybe even let that mouth…
“Old Zhao, don’t just stand there. Try one.”
“…Mm.”
His mouth dry, Zhao Yicheng nodded and picked up a cookie, taking a bite.
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh…
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way.
Everything was pitch black except for the living room, where a soft glow lit up the space.
White Western-style candles burned gently, creating a romantic atmosphere.
At the center of the table was a golden roast turkey, glistening with oil and exuding an irresistible aroma of meat.
Surrounding it were various dishes: vegetable salad, stir-fried tomatoes with eggs, stir-fried peanuts, and stewed beef steak.
As a multi-ethnic, multi-religious, and multicultural federal government, the Huayuan Federation’s culinary style completely embodied the saying, “Every ten miles, customs differ; every hundred miles, traditions change.”
Xu Yinsheng cut a piece of steak, dipped it in ketchup, and mixed it into her rice.
She scooped up a spoonful and happily put it into her mouth.
She looked up at the man sitting across from her.
“Old Zhao, why aren’t you eating?”
The flickering candle light reflected off Zhao Yicheng’s handsome face.
His eyes were filled with an indescribable hunger, like a starving fox drooling over a kitten that had no idea danger was already creeping up on her.
“Stop staring at me like that. Eat quickly before everything gets cold.”
His predatory gaze made her uneasy—it felt like he might pounce on her at any moment, press her down on the table, and… go wild.
“Mm,” Zhao Yicheng replied in a deep voice.
He picked up his knife and fork, sliced a piece of steak, and placed it in his mouth.
After a long silence, he finally spoke, his voice hoarse and restrained.
“Xiao Yin, where did those cookies come from?”
“I bought them online.”
Xu Yinsheng happily added a chopstickful of stir-fried tomato and egg to her plate, completely unaware that danger was right around the corner.
“No one else touched them?”
“There’s only me and Xu Ying in the villa. No one else. Xu Ying went out for Christmas today to hang out with her girlfriends, so she hasn’t come back.”
Xu Yinsheng thought Zhao Yicheng was asking why Xu Ying wasn’t home for Christmas, so she casually made up an excuse.
“Mm.”
Zhao Yicheng silently put down his utensils and stood up to walk toward the bathroom.
“I’m going to take a shower.”
Watching his gradually disappearing figure, Xu Yinsheng tilted her head and thought to herself, is he upset?
Is Xu Ying really that charming?
She was just a fictional character she made up—yet somehow she had managed to captivate her best friend this much?
Xu Yinsheng felt mixed emotions.
On one hand, she was glad her best friend had finally fallen for someone and might stop being single.
On the other hand, she felt regretful, because “Xu Ying” had never existed in reality.
Suddenly, the tip of her nose caught a scent—it came from the direction of the bathroom.
It wasn’t the smell of meat, flowers, or fruit, but something that made her delicate succubus body tremble slightly with fascination.
She instinctively licked her lips.
Her light-purple eyes darkened to a deep violet—bewitching and seductive!
A message suddenly popped into her mind, “Prey’s lust has reached its peak. Please consume it immediately.”
Xu Yinsheng froze.
Inside the bathroom, cold water flowed over the bare, tall, and toned body of the man.
Droplets traced the lines of his sculpted abs and slid down onto the floor with crisp, clear sounds.
Ok…. this novel
Mannnn>[✓¥]€{ this just keeps getting better and better hehaha muhahahah.
no way system? this senior is shocked.
Prey?!?! ○_○