"What I say might not be entirely correct, nor should it be considered an ironclad rule.

"Although it's not absolutely forbidden to show that you know about the modifier, I still think now is not a good time."

With a swish of her tail, Miao Jiang explained to Yan Huan,

"I probably understand the logic behind the competition between those with modifiers, the key lies in the sense of the ordinary, Yan Huan.

"Currently, the hosts keep their distance from each other, even if they know each other's identities and consider each other as enemies, the conflict will be limited to a certain range, with a mutual understanding not to disrupt the daily comfort zone.

"It's like knowing that Ye Shiyu, Bai Yi, and Spencer are hosts fills you with calm, thinking that you only need to deal with them.

"But if someone like Sakuragi Hitomi and An Le, who you see as a crush or sister, becomes a host, you'd be so devastated, you'd collapse."

Miao Jiang's emerald eyes reflected Yan Huan's figure, and word by word she said,

"Yan Huan, haven't you realized yet that you have become the core of the precarious daily balance of all the hosts?

"As long as you pretend you don't know, everyone will mutually want to maintain the previous daily routine with you, and control the frequency and extent of using the modifier.

"At most, occasionally using the modifier to gain a small advantage or suppress other hosts.

"But once your knowledge about the modifier is exposed, believe me, Yan Huan, this conflict will immediately spiral out of control...

"At that point, you'll understand what real chaos is."

Listening to Miao Jiang's words, Yan Huan couldn't help but take a deep breath.

At this moment, turning his head to look at the dark abyss, Yan Huan gradually understood the cost of crossing this line...

That time, it would truly be like an old urban novel.

Chapter One: The School Belle's Personal Bodyguard!

The topic isn't the point, the point is the role he's playing isn't a cultivator, but a damn furnace!

"..."

Yan Huan turned around, holding his head, and looked at Miyake Huhu on the podium.

At this moment, the PPT on the whiteboard had returned to normal, switching to other knowledge points,

"So, what communication skills should we learn in intimate relationships? First, the expression of refusing sexual demands..."

Miyake Huhu smiled, picked up the pointer, and looked at the audience with a smile,

"I want to ask everyone, when you're not feeling well, not in the mood, should you refuse your boyfriend's or girlfriend's sexual demands? I'll ask a student to answer..."

"Me! Me! Me!"

In the audience, Yahashiki raised his hand.

"Alright, it'll be you then, Yahashiki."

Yahashiki stood up and, like a model student, loudly said,

"No!"

"Correct, Yahashiki!"

"..."

Hearing this twisted answer, Yan Huan awkwardly held his head,

"Ugh, really tiresome..."

"Xiao Huan, are you very tired?"

Yet at this moment, behind him, An Le's gentle voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing An Le's voice behind him, Yan Huan's eyes shrank, and he took a deep breath.

No way...

He cannot be exposed!

He must pretend that he was affected by the barrier!

So, he forced a smile and turned to look at An Le,

"Yes, because when you're feeling unwell but can't refuse, it might be a bit tiring... no, it should be painful, right?"

Turning back, he saw An Le's normal figure, her face slightly pale, pressing her lips while looking at him.

Sakuragi Hitomi was nowhere to be seen.

"..."

Listening to Yan Huan's equally distorted words, An Le was stunned.

Then, she slightly tilted her head, looking at Yan Huan with a helpless smile,

"I can't even bear to see Xiao Huan tired, so how could I bear to see Xiao Huan in pain?"

"Ah haha, feeling tired is quite normal..."

Yan Huan smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Because he vaguely sensed that An Le's aura now seemed somewhat dangerous.

Perhaps it was because she just went through a fierce battle.

"Indeed, after all, you're in danger now, Xiao Huan. It's okay, I'll help you..."

"Help me?"

Yan Huan was stunned, this time it wasn't acting, he was genuinely puzzled.

Help me with what...

Hang on, An Le has been hunting down other modifier hosts, could it be...

Yan Huan's eyes widened as he seemed to realize something.

Looking up, seeing An Le's pale face, he couldn't help but worry.

"An Le..."

Just as he was about to speak, An Le pressed her lips and raised her index finger to stop Yan Huan's mouth.

It was the first time she had made such an initiative intimate move.

Yan Huan was frozen by that single gesture and quickly looked at An Le in front of him.

Yet An Le gave a slight smile and said regretfully,

"Hehe, anyway, Xiao Huan, you'll forget all of this later. Besides, no matter what happens now, you won't be surprised, right? So... I can be a bit bolder..."

Yes, there's still the barrier layer.

With the perfect opportunity, Yan Huan played along and asked,

"An Le, what do you mean by helping me?"

Upon hearing this, An Le blinked and softly said,

"It's better if you don't know, Xiao Huan."

"..."

"Xiao Huan, you're an exceptional person who's helped me from childhood without asking for anything in return."

Then An Le lowered her head, muttering,

"But I can't do what Xiao Huan did; I'm not noble at all...

"Vice President Sakuragi was right, in terms of everything, I'm inferior to them, even Xiao Huan doesn't have that kind of feeling for me...

"I know it, no need for you all to reveal it... I know it myself..."

Listening to her talk, Yan Huan's expression was at the point where it couldn't be controlled without a mask.

Fortunately, An Le didn't look at him, and her words didn't cease,

"So, as the price for helping you, I only have one... little request..."

Little request?

Yan Huan was still wondering internally, while An Le's face gradually changed from pale to a rosy hue.

And she timely raised her head, looked at Yan Huan, and softly said,

"Give me your first time, Xiao Huan."

"!!"

Upon hearing these words, Yan Huan was completely shocked.

But everything was too late because, remember...

An Le's finger was still on Yan Huan's lips.

"Gurgle~"

The next second, through the gateway of Yan Huan's lips...

A flood of overwhelming pleasure poured in.

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