After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

I don't know how much time has passed, but the wind and snow outside are still raging fiercely, as if they are about to devour the whole world.

Her slender fingers gently traced Shen Shuchou's face, her voice as soft as a night breeze, yet carrying a chilling resolve: "Brother Shen, from this day forward, you belong entirely to me. Even in the cycle of life and death, even if the heavens and earth collapse, you will never be able to separate us."

"You are mine, and only mine. Every inch of your skin, every thought of yours, must belong to me. If you disobey in the slightest, I will make everything in this world pay for it!"

Her gaze grew increasingly frenzied and fanatical, as if she wanted to extract Shen Shuchou's soul and imprison it forever in her own world, never to escape.

At that moment, Shen Shuchou's body visibly trembled.

He knew this was bound to happen; he felt as if he were a succubus, either being suppressed or on his way to being suppressed.

"Huh? Why is it different last time?"

Fifth Qinghan rubbed her small hands together, frowning in confusion.

Oh oh oh!

Shen Shuchou's mouth was sealed by his internal energy, and he could only make indistinct whimpering sounds.

Seeing his appearance, Fifth Qinghan smiled slightly and then released the restriction.

"Qinghan, stop! This isn't what liking someone means."

Shen Shuchou quickly spoke up.

He had to find a way to stop Fifth Qinghan from doing what he was about to do.

Shen Shuchou didn't want to experience that kind of forbidden love again.

But now his only option is to try to persuade Fifth Qinghan through words, even though the chances are slim, he has to give it a try.

Sure enough, when Fifth Qinghan heard these words, he loosened his grip.

"You like it? It's not like that?"

Fifth Qinghan asked in confusion.

Seeing the state of Fifth Qinghan, Shen Shuchou knew that his words had worked.

"Liking someone is the mutual understanding between two people, the mutual affection and love between two people, and the bridge built by the love that two people reveal, so that the two people can walk from two different places to the center of the bridge."

Shen Shuchou took a deep breath and forced himself to remain calm.

Upon hearing these words, Fifth Qinghan tilted his head slightly, clearly not understanding.

Seeing this, Shen Shuchou had no choice but to continue: "Just like the splendid flowers blooming in spring and the gentle breeze caressing your face, they echo each other, accompany each other, and coexist harmoniously."

"It is a deep fusion of souls, a perfect blend of respect and understanding, not this kind of forceful coercion and wanton possession. Qinghan, your actions towards me are not true affection."

Fifth Qinghan frowned slightly, her delicate brows furrowing as she murmured, seemingly understanding but not quite, "Then what constitutes respect and understanding? Brother Shen, please tell Qinghan!"

Shen Shuchou gazed into her bewildered eyes and patiently and meticulously explained, "For example, you should listen to what the other person is thinking and care about their true feelings, rather than simply acting on your own will."

Fifth Qinghan remained silent for a long time, then muttered to herself, "So that's how it is. Did Qinghan do something wrong before?"

Upon reaching this point, Shen Shuchou finally breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "You may have made a mistake, but that's alright. Let me go first, and we'll talk about it in detail when we get back."

This time, Fifth Qinghan did not respond immediately, but lowered his head, as if he was deep in thought.

Shen Shuchou remained calm and patiently waited for her reply.

After a long while, Fifth Qinghan raised her scarlet eyes again, which were full of charm, and stared intently at Shen Shuchou.

For some reason, Shen Shuchou suddenly had a bad feeling, but he still forced himself to remain calm and met her gaze.

"Brother Shen, after saying all that, are you just trying to deceive Qinghan?"

Fifth Qinghan stared intently at Shen Shuchou with piercing eyes.

Shen Shuchou's brow twitched slightly, and he hurriedly denied it, saying, "How could I deceive Qinghan?"

The next instant, a smile bloomed on Fifth Qinghan's face, which was as beautiful as a fairy, but the smile was full of a morbid and grotesque twisting that made people's hair stand on end.

At this moment, the truth or falsehood of his words was no longer important, because Fifth Qinghan had already seen through his expression.

"As expected, Brother Shen was deceiving Qinghan. Touch Qinghan's heart; she's deeply infatuated with you."

"Brother Shen, why did you deceive Qinghan? Can't Qinghan be my older sister? We look exactly alike, so why, why did you have to deceive Qinghan like this?"

Fifth Qinghan roared hoarsely.

"Hehe... Waaaaah..."

Fifth Qinghan stared intently at Shen Shuchou, crying and laughing at the same time, appearing almost delirious.

A moment later, the crying and laughing stopped abruptly.

"It doesn't matter. Even if Brother Shen deceived Qinghan, Qinghan still loves you. Qinghan doesn't care about right or wrong, whether it's liking or loving. To Qinghan, I am your standard and control all your order."

Say it!

A wisp of demonic energy suddenly shot out from the tip of Fifth Qinghan's fingertip, swirling and coiling around Shen Shuchou's body like a swimming dragon.

She gently lowered her captivating eyes, her lips slightly parted.

Those slightly trembling eyelashes, like the wings of a butterfly in flight, are captivating.

In an instant!

"Hehe...Brother Shen, do you like it?"

Fifth Qinghan sat up again, smiling radiantly as she asked.

As for Shen Shuchou, he had already closed his eyes, seemingly resigned to his fate.

He now only hopes that Fifth Qinghan will show some mercy and not go too far.

But he clearly underestimated Fifth Qinghan's next move.

P.S.: Sigh!

Let me briefly explain the situation!

Why do you often not update or only update one chapter?

First of all, I'm just too tired. Those of you in the group probably know that I feel mentally and physically exhausted. I want to rest, but I can't take a few days off.

Secondly, the black room directly cut me in half, and it was a huge cut, to the point that I feel like I've lost all my spirit.

I feel like I haven't been writing seriously lately, and sometimes I even think about stopping, taking a good rest, and starting a new book, but I can't bear to.

Thirdly, I am indeed a lazy dog, there is no doubt about that.

I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!