Chapter 8: Feeding Little Cake
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Bai Linlin stiffened, letting her hold on, her little head racing. It all felt… too unreal. From a thirty-square-meter box with nothing but white, straight to this luxurious domain with…
March 2026
Chapter 7: Welcome Home, Linlin…
The countdown on the panel before her eyes, that line , finally ticked down to the last three seconds. Three. Two. One. Zero. Buzz– A low, sustained vibration sound came…
Chapter 6: Best Friend
Wait… this feeling, why does it seem… not quite right? Bai Linlin looked at the overly bright smile on Ruan Yuan’s face, one with a hint of “plan succeeded,” and…
Chapter 5: About How I Seem to Have Sold Myself
“Yeah yeah! Really! Don’t remember a thing!” As if! I don’t have any memories from this body at all! Sister, who the heck are you! “I’m Ruan Yuan,” She spoke,…
Chapter 4: About How I Might Have Hugged the Wrong Thigh
“The wolf on the bed… did you do that, or did she?!” Bai Linlin’s voice sounded sharp and thin in the clearing before the cabin. She pointed at the knife-wielding…
Chapter 3: About How Mr. Wolf Is Even More Miserable Than Me
“Grandma, you there? It’s Little Red Riding Hood—Mom sent me with cake and wine.” Bai Linlin’s voice sounded thin and crisp outside the wooden door. After speaking, she held her…
Chapter 2: Teaming Up to Fight the Wolf, But This Instance Feels Wrong
“Coming.” Bai Linlin replied, pressing her small hand against the rough wooden door and pushing it open. The light outside was a bit brighter—a simple living room doubling as a…
Chapter 1: I Am Truly Cute!
“I am truly cute!” Bai Linlin stood in a pure white cubic space. She looked down. The first thing she saw was a lock of hair dangling down to her…
Chapter 11: Since We Can’t Recognize Each Other, Let Me Thoroughly Dirty Myself in Your Heart
The heavy rain seemed intent on smashing the world to pieces—the off-roader roared, tearing a path through the muddy wilderness. The atmosphere inside the car was eerie. Gu Chen huddled…
Chapter 10: Three-Minute Real Man Experience Card
His gaze swept over the gun in Qin Hongyi’s hand. “Put away that crappy toy—it’s prone to misfiring.” Qin Hongyi froze in place. Absurd. Too damn absurd. A canary that…