Chapter 119: A Snowy Day — With the Succubus Version of Ah-Le

Through the gap in the window, a few flakes of goose-feather-like snow floated in first, swirling and landing on Qin Liang’s hand, a cool sensation instantly spreading.

Tang Yunle was still in her hands-on-hips posture. Her peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the white, and she abruptly turned her head to look out the window.

—The sky, which should have been scorched by the scorching summer sun, was now fluttering with falling snow. At first, it was sparse snowflakes, but in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a sky full of dancing snowflakes, as if someone had crumbled the clouds in the sky and sprinkled them down.

“This…” she subconsciously took two steps forward, her nose almost touching the windowpane.

The Qin family’s vast manor, the green-tiled, white-walled villas, the neatly trimmed green lawns, and the winding artificial lake were all being covered in a thin layer of white at a visible speed.

The racecourse in the distance gradually became a vast expanse of white, and even the weeping willows by the lake were hung with crystal clear snow, their branches bent into a gentle arc.

The maids’ cries of surprise came one after another from the distance. Someone’s water kettle “clanged” and fell to the ground. Someone was holding a phone and taking pictures of the sky. And someone was rubbing their eyes, thinking they had seen the wrong season.

“It’s… snowing in Wanqing City?” Tang Yunle’s voice trembled, her fingers unconsciously clutching the window frame, her nails white.

She had lived for eighteen years. The summers in Wanqing City could be so hot that the asphalt roads would melt. Not to mention heavy snow, she had never even seen frost.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier. A layer of snow quickly accumulated on the windowsill, and the wind, carrying a flurry of snow, rushed in and landed on her hair, a cool and refreshing sensation.

Tang Yunle abruptly turned her head, her gaze locked on Qin Liang.

The young man was standing half a step behind her, still playing with the dark black fountain pen in his hand. A faint smile was on his lips, and his eyes reflected the snowstorm outside the window, shining with astonishing brightness.

What had he said just now?

—”Ah Le, do you want to see a snowstorm in Wanqing City?”

Her heart “thumped” wildly, not because of the cold, but because of an indescribable shock and absurdity.

Final burst of energy before death? Side effects of the surgery? All these thoughts were thrown to the back of her mind at this moment.

Tang Yunle walked up to Qin Liang step by step and looked up at him. Because of her excitement, her chest heaved slightly.

She was no longer with her hands on her hips, nor was she glaring. She just stared at his eyes, her voice with a hint of an imperceptible tremor:

“Ah Liang, you tell me, what on earth is going on?”

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the fountain pen in his hand, and then back to his face, repeating word by word:

“You need to give me an explanation.”

“Well… it’s like this…”

Soon, Qin Liang had finished his explanation, but Tang Yunle was still unable to calm down for a long time.

Fountain pen? Whatever you wish for will come true? Your word is law? Your mouth contains the heavenly constitution?

What was this? A reward from God after a Celestial Dragon had survived a great disaster?

Hiss!

She was so envious. If she had this pen, she would have a lot of money for the rest of her life and achieve a class leap.

Seeing that Tang Yunle had not come to her senses for a long time, Qin Liang thought that she, like him before, had had her worldview shaken. So he began to persuade her:

“Ah Le, think about it. Since transmigration and gender-bending exist, then the appearance of a fountain pen with the ability to ‘make whatever you wish for come true,’ whether it’s scientific or not, its existence is reasonable.”

“That’s true.”

Hearing this, Tang Yunle nodded heavily.

She looked at Qin Liang, her dark black eyes shining with light, with a bit of a small expectation.

“Ah Liang, can you lend me your pen?”

As soon as these words fell, Tang Yunle wanted to give herself a big slap. Why was she being so stupid? Why had she said that?

No matter how good the relationship between good brothers was, it hadn’t reached this level. And this fountain pen, whatever you wish for will come true. A single thought could overturn the world.

It was like, no matter how good your personal relationship with the president was, he would not lend you the nuclear launch button to play with.

Sure enough, Qin Liang was stunned for a moment.

Just as Tang Yunle was about to say something to salvage the situation, a hand was extended in front of her, holding the fountain pen.

“Here you go.”

Just don’t use it for bad things.

The girl was surprised.

Meeting Qin Liang’s ice-blue eyes, the young man said with a smile, “Are you very surprised? I’m your best friend. Of course I trust you.”

Tang Yunle took the fountain pen awkwardly, her fingertips rubbing the cool, metallic body of the pen, her heart pounding like a rabbit.

She secretly looked up at Qin Liang. Seeing that he was looking at her with a smile, she felt a little moved in her heart, and a sense of “with such a good future, what more could I ask for” filled her.

Taking a deep breath, the girl clenched the fountain pen and silently recited in her heart, “Give me a piece of gold.”

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

The space before her was empty. Not to mention gold, there was not even a shadow of gold dust.

She frowned and tried again. This time, she emphasized the word “gold” in her heart. But the result was still—the same. The room was quiet, with only the sound of the wind and snow falling outside the window.

“What’s going on?” Tang Yunle didn’t give up. She held the fountain pen and turned it around, and even unscrewed the cap to have a look. “Could it be that I didn’t say it clearly enough?”

She took a deep breath and almost shouted in her heart, “I want a piece of gold! A big one!”

Still no reaction.

“Could it be broken?” Tang Yunle shook the fountain pen a few times and handed it to Qin Liang, signaling him to try.

Qin Liang was also confused. He took the fountain pen from her. The moment his fingertips touched the pen, he said softly, “Give me a piece of gold the size of my palm.”

Before his words had even faded, a heavy and warm, lustrous piece of gold suddenly appeared out of thin air in his palm, with sharp edges and a substantial weight.

Tang Yunle’s eyes widened. She reached out and hugged the piece of gold. The cool touch and the heavy weight instantly came over her.

She stared at the dazzling gold for a long time, then suddenly opened her mouth and bit down hard on the piece of gold—

With a light “clatter,” two rows of teeth marks were clearly left on the surface of the gold.

She was stunned for a moment. She raised her hand and touched the teeth marks, then brought the gold closer to her eyes to have a closer look. The concave arc was exactly the shape of her own teeth. Even the tip of her canine tooth was clearly visible.

“It’s really 24K…” she murmured. 24K pure gold is soft and can indeed leave teeth marks—this was knowledge from a textbook.

Tang Yunle touched the piece of gold with the teeth marks, then looked at the fountain pen in Qin Liang’s hand. Qin Liang realized something, and when he looked up, a dark light was shining in his eyes. “Could it be… that this fountain pen can only be used by you?”

Qin Liang also frowned and looked down at the fountain pen, rubbing it.

“That’s possible.”

“We’ll try a few more times later.”

As he said this, the young man looked up, but he saw Tang Yunle hugging the piece of gold with the teeth marks, her eyes sparkling, and there was even a suspicious glint at the corner of her mouth. He couldn’t help but tease.

“Ah Le, you look like a succubus from a H-anime novel.”

It was originally just a joke, but a dark purple light suddenly flashed in the room.

Tang Yunle let out a light “ya,” and a faint black mist surrounded her body.

When the mist dissipated, Qin Liang’s eyes suddenly widened—

The girl’s home clothes had been replaced at some point by a set of deep purple bikini leather armor. The leather was tightly wrapped around her curves, and the edges were adorned with silver chains that swayed gently with her movements.

A long, slender black tail had appeared behind her, the tip of which was a pink heart shape, and it was unconsciously swaying from side to side.

A pair of small, black horns had appeared on both sides of her forehead. Their curves were round, and they had a matte finish, which made her originally pure face have a few more hints of an alluring demonic aura.

Tang Yunle herself was also stunned. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch the horns on her head, and then abruptly grabbed the swaying tail, her cheeks “swoosh” and turned completely red.

“What the hell is this!!!”

The sound echoed in the bedroom, shaking a few snowflakes off the window.