Chapter 4: Wings Sprouting All Over, Rich Beauties Everywhere

“Then, Senior Sister, you take the bed, and I’ll sleep on the floor. If you get scared, just call me.”

As Su Chen spoke, he moved to get out of bed.

But just as one foot touched the ground, a fair arm grabbed him back. 

With a gentle tug, Su Chen had no strength to resist and was pulled back, landing precisely in Ying Qingge’s soft embrace.

A perfectly executed face-wash.

A wave of delicate fragrance filled his senses.

It was just a bit too suffocating.

Before Su Chen could struggle, a soft voice reached his ears.

“Little Junior Brother, do you know? Only like this can Senior Sister feel that you’re truly here. So I know I’m no longer alone.”

As she spoke, Ying Qingge could clearly sense Su Chen’s movements pause, his resistance weakening.

A smile curled at the corners of her lips. 

‘What a naive little junior brother. Too soft-hearted—you’ll suffer big losses like that! As your senior sister, it’s my duty to toughen you up before some vixen deceives you. It’s definitely not about taking advantage of you~!’

While inwardly justifying herself, Ying Qingge worked hard to squeeze out glistening tears, smiling with a pitiful, tear-streaked expression.

“It’s just too wonderful! To be able to talk with someone familiar…Since crossing over until now, this grandmaster has been all alone, with no one to rely on. Do you know how much Senior Sister’s heart has suffered?”

Ying Qingge tightened her hold, pulling Su Chen closer to her lonely heart.

But aside from the overwhelming softness, Su Chen couldn’t hear a thing.

He only wore an expression of utter despair!

Though her words genuinely touched him, 

‘Senior Sister, if you keep this up, I’m really going to suffocate. And you weren’t like this before—why have you become…’

Just then, a soft chime sounded in Su Chen’s ear.

“Congratulations, Host, for being forcibly embraced by a stunningly wealthy beauty three times. System activation conditions met.”

“The Soft Rice System is delighted to serve you.”

Su Chen slowly formed a mental image of a confused face.

‘What chaos are you stirring up now?!’

At that moment.

The system paid no heed to Su Chen’s inner turmoil, launching into an impassioned introduction.

“Soft rice life, soft rice soul—those who live off soft rice are the elite!”

“Under this system’s guidance, the host will surely be taken in by a beautiful, wealthy woman and reach the pinnacle of life.”

“If I must put a number on it—it’s wings sprouting all over, blossoming everywhere!”

Su Chen tentatively suggested,

“Keep it short?”

“Any wealthy beauty who meets the system’s standards can become the host’s target for living off soft rice.”

“Living off soft rice makes you stronger. Being pampered makes you stronger.”

Hearing this, Su Chen clutched his forehead, feeling deeply insulted.

I’ve handed out so many “good guy” cards, and now you’re telling me to live off soft rice?

Is that even possible?

“I refuse!”

With that, Su Chen couldn’t be bothered with this suddenly activated, humiliating system.

Pretty faces are all the same, shallow beauties are everywhere.

As an aspiring young man, he would absolutely never stoop to living off soft rice.

At that moment, Su Chen’s face was still buried in Ying Qingge’s ample chest, with no intention of struggling.

Because he couldn’t break free at all!

***

Meanwhile.

In another opulent palace, a regal and stunningly beautiful woman reclined on a bed.

She was quietly listening to a maid’s report.

Draped in intricate, deep red palace robes that covered her completely, they couldn’t conceal her fiery figure.

It seemed as though her curves might burst forth at any moment.

Her slender neck revealed a glimpse of snowy skin, sparking endless fantasies and stirring hearts.

At this moment, she propped her head with one hand, her jade-like fingers gleaming, her cascading hair falling like a waterfall, with a jade hairpin gently swaying, emitting a pleasant sound.

The regal beauty parted her red lips, her soft, melodic voice like the song of an oriole.

“You’re saying she brought back a young man?”

“Yes, this servant saw it with her own eyes.”

The maid, kneeling on the floor, answered respectfully, a testament to the woman’s lofty status and commanding presence.

The woman smiled, like a spring breeze sweeping through a garden, uncontainable in its beauty.

Then her expression hardened, a trace of authority flashing in her autumn-water eyes.

“Very well. I want this young man’s information—the more detailed, the better.”

“Understood, this servant will handle it immediately.”

After the maid left, the woman stretched lazily, her slender waist swaying like a willow in the spring breeze, her beauty fully on display.

“Heh, even the grand empress is longing for a man? How interesting.”

“What would you do if I took him for myself?”

***

The first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the carved window, illuminating Ying Qingge’s flawless figure and jade-like skin.

Her ink-black hair cascaded behind her, partially covered by the sheets, revealing a glimpse of her striking curves.

“My little junior brother, even when he’s asleep, he’s so adorable and charming!”

Ying Qingge lay on her side, her phoenix-like eyes gleaming with delight as she gazed at the still-sleeping Su Chen.

Unable to resist, she leaned down and planted a light, dragonfly-like kiss on his face, leaving a faint lip mark.

Noticing her cascading hair, she smiled slightly, an idea forming. 

Her slender, delicate fingers picked up a strand of hair and gently brushed it across Su Chen’s nose, teasing him.

In his sleep, Su Chen felt an itch and rubbed his nose, continuing to sleep.

Seeing this, Ying Qingge’s perfect lips curved slightly, and she continued to tease him.

Before long.

After a series of sneezes, Su Chen could no longer stay immersed in sleep and woke up.

Even without opening his eyes, he could guess who the culprit was.

“Senior Sister, aren’t you going too far?!”

With this disgruntled complaint, Su Chen’s thoughts drifted back to the past.

Back at their school desks, this mischievous senior sister always loved teasing him during his naps.

But now…

Su Chen looked up. 

At this moment, Ying Qingge had matured far beyond her past self, exuding an even greater air of nobility.

But the one thing that hadn’t changed was…

“Little Junior Brother, you’re being too distant.”

“This is Senior Sister providing a free, intimate, and thoughtful morning ritual~!”

Ying Qingge grinned playfully, completely ignoring Su Chen’s protests. 

Instead, she licked her red lips expectantly.

“But, Little Junior Brother, if you haven’t slept enough, Senior Sister can help you fall back asleep…”

Sensing the dangerous glint in his senior sister’s eyes, Su Chen was instantly wide awake and quickly corrected her,

“No need, I’m not sleepy anymore.”

He moved to get up, but Ying Qingge’s face showed a trace of reluctance.

She grabbed Su Chen and pulled him straight into her grand embrace.

“Don’t—your body is still weak, and you slept late last night. You should sleep more.”