Reborn with Consumption System

Tang Xintian had never so clearly experienced what it meant to say, "What the hell."

Damn wasn’t enough to describe it, you know?

In Tang Xintian’s mind there was a loud crash, like thunder striking her, freezing her in place and making every hair on her body stand on end.

Damn!

To be fair, tonight’s moonlight was beautiful, clean, bright, soft, and clear.

Under the moonlight, the scene in the living room was also beautiful.

.

Two very beautiful people, in a very beautiful environment, working together on something.

Doesn’t it sound even more beautiful?

Bullshit!

Sister Da Tang was about to explode, you know?!

’Isn’t he, he, he supposed to be GAY?’

’Did she, she, she straighten him out?’

’No, no, no, that’s not right...’

’She may be manipulative, but she’s not that casual, right?’

’He can resist Pan Ge, he can resist me, he can resist that assistant who looks like a big pear, so why can’t he suddenly resist Orange?’

’FUCK!’

’What happened while I was blacked out?!’

’Something’s not right!’

’That’s my dog, I just wanted you to take a look, I didn’t authorize you to eat dog meat!’

Before Sister Da Tang could figure it out, the two people playing Contra on the red and white console suddenly started having a conflict.

"Slow down, I only have one life left!"

"Can you hold on until the boss fight?"

"I can’t do it anymore, let me rest for a bit, please..."

Is it real?

Is it that exaggerated...?

As if possessed, Tang Xintian moved forward two more steps.

She didn’t know what she was doing, drinking so much, having her face muddled by alcohol, and only having slept less than four hours, how could she be completely sobered up?

Anyway, she was both angry and anxious and bewildered, and she subconsciously leaned in.

If you ask her to recall or analyze her thoughts at this moment, she’d surely find it inexplicable.

But that’s human, mostly rational, occasionally ruled by the body.

It was fine as long as she didn’t move; no one noticed her.

But as soon as she moved, after just a few steps, Gu Zicheng looked up and suddenly saw a moving white shadow reflected in the window glass, instantly she was so scared that her eyes rolled back...

Anyway, when Gu Zicheng finally realized it wasn’t some Ah Piao but was actually her best friend Tang Xintian, she looked at her as if she was a beacon of hope, overjoyed to the point of tears.

"Sister, save me!"

Not only did she call for help, but gathering her remaining strength, she grabbed Tang Xintian, pushing her toward the man’s arms.

"You play with him! If I don’t sleep now I’m going to keel over..."

That voice had none of its previous charm, rough as if about to crack, like a fish out of water.

Tang Xintian, already having weakened legs, toppled straight into Han Lie’s arms.

"What are you doing?"

"Uh..."

Han Lie was also bewildered, his brain buzzing.

I’ve always been upright and strong, never have I experienced such a perplexing situation.

After thinking a bit, he weakly offered an answer: "Teaching her a lesson for you... wasn’t that your order?"

When it comes to shirking responsibility, Han the dog is the most professional.

Fortunately, Tang Xintian at this moment had no energy to bother with these minute details, she went straight to the point, bewildered and aggrieved.

"Aren’t you... into men?"

What the hell!

Han Lie’s pupils contracted violently, and in an instant, he finally understood all the previous oddities.

Sister Da Tang, oh Sister Da Tang, so you’ve been thinking of me this way all along?

But the point now wasn’t accountability, it was clearing his name.

Dog Han decisively shook his head: "There must be some detail that made you misunderstand, not only do I have a fiancée, but I also enjoy some wild taste occasionally, how could I be GAY?"

Having gotten a direct answer, Sister Da Tang could no longer deceive herself, she was not okay.

She felt the heat emanating from Han Lie, making her entire body feel hot, numb, and soft, as if her bones had been taken out, her body leaning in, sticking close.

Meanwhile, waves of grievance and resentment surged in her heart.

"So, you’re just exceptionally polite when facing me, right? Am I just not good enough for you?"

Ha, an opportunity!

Faced with such a deadly question, Han Lie only saw it as an opportunity presented.

"No, that’s not it!"

The dog decisively denied, and a typical douchebag reason naturally came out of his mouth.

"On the contrary, every time before meeting you I do a lot of mental preparation, otherwise it’s hard to keep my focus on work... ."

At first, Tang Xintian was just coaxed into feeling all sweet and tingly inside.

She was a little angry, honestly, but she wasn’t sober, so...

Suddenly, she cradled the cheek of the smelly younger brother and lowered her head to kiss him.

Actually, this was a typical impulsive act.

If it were a different time, a different place, a different environment, she would never be so proactive.

But it happened to be now, she felt a certain joy of "regaining something lost" towards Han Lie.

She had quite liked Han Lie, just that previously "he didn’t like women," so that kind of fondness never had the opportunity to blossom, today they met by chance, and everything was just right.

At this moment, everything was just right.

...

When Tang Xintian woke up in Han Lie’s arms, she felt like her body was about to fall apart, not exactly painful, not exactly sore, tingling and numb, half-floating, half-sunken.

She took a long time to remember "Who am I," "Where am I," and "What happened," then she suddenly covered her face.

FUCK!

How could this happen?!

It’s so, so, so embarrassing?!

Her reaction wasn’t quite like that of a regular woman, partly because of her age, 26, an age where she could already calmly accept giving herself physically.

On the other hand, it’s because I studied psychology.

People who study psychology aren’t perverts; there’s a lot of misunderstanding from the outside world. They just understand human nature better than most, are better at setting boundaries, and are more accepting of various impacts.

So she didn’t feel there was anything wrong with offering herself up because of an accident, but she did feel shy about her specific reactions.

Once she sorted out her emotions and quietly opened her fingers, she saw a pair of smiling eyes.

"Awake? My Little Sweetheart."

The newly created nickname from yesterday immediately made Sister Da Tang unable to suppress her shyness again.

But her first words were—

"Your eyes are so pretty; seeing them first thing waking up makes me really happy..."

Wow!

That takes skill!

Han Lie was extremely surprised; he had imagined many reactions but never expected this one.

"Hearing that first thing in the morning makes me super happy too!"

Han Lie pulled her into his arms, letting her lie on top of him, and then kissed her hand repeatedly.

"I haven’t brushed my teeth, so I’ll just kiss your fingers. Every part of you is beautiful, every part adorable."

In his skillset, "Sweet Talk" had rapidly gained experience points. It seemed that without needing to add any points, Han Lie could max it all by himself.

Tang Xintian squinted her eyes, smiling. With the other hand, she gently rubbed the stubble on Han Lie’s cheek, softly saying, "Shall we sort through things?"

Normally she’s cold and sharp, but now, as she casually suggests "sorting things out," she is as warm as jade and as gentle as water.

The true charm of this woman seems to be revealed only at this moment.

"Okay!"

Han Lie nodded cleanly, his first words focusing not on Pan Ge, but on her.

"I like you, very much, without a doubt.

The reason I acted cold before was not because I lacked confidence or felt unworthy of you, but because there were too many people and complicated things to consider, and I found it troublesome.

Making you misunderstand that I was gay, leading to a lot of unguarded closeness, was not my intention, but I admit it was partly my fault.

The current situation is a bit messy, exactly the kind of outcome I least wanted to face, but I have to admit, last night’s experience was wonderful, waking up with you feels even better, and I don’t regret it."

What does it mean to flirt?

What does it mean to be a responsible man?

What does it mean to be a suave player?

Just watch Brother Lie!

No doubt, Tang Xintian was quite satisfied and even smiled and gave a playful bite on the chest of her smelly brother.

That feeling was both mischievous and gentle; how she combined them was unknown.

When she spoke again, that exceptional elite aura overflowed.

"If we’re talking about dividing responsibilities, I definitely hold most of it, at least 73 points.

So I won’t make a fuss with you, nor do I have the right to do so.

However, the real you is far worse than the worst I imagined, so I must reconsider how I define the relationship between us.

In terms of being fickle, I’ll deduct 50 points from you.

But to be fair, from last night to today, if I were to sum up my feelings in one sentence... hmm, it’s almost at a level that could shatter my three views?

Though it’s my first experience, I’ve heard a lot of descriptions and stories from people abroad, and the happiness you gave me is beyond my understanding...

Forget it, won’t talk about it, I’m so shy... just add 30 points.

Then because you slept with Gu Zicheng, giving her a reason to cling to you, deduct another 20 points.

Your latest words were very manly, your eyes tender when you kissed my fingers, your sweet words made me very happy, add 10 points.

Got it?

You currently owe me 30 points—notwithstanding that our relationship has genuinely entered a deeper level, but in reality, you’re not as lovable as you were before yesterday.

I may find it harder to refuse you now, but I also have more grievances against you."

"Very fair, very objective."

Han Lie couldn’t help but nod, as he truly thought so.

Sister Da Tang was very reasonable; she could correctly distinguish events, the recognition from those events, and the emotions generated by that recognition. So, while having distinct emotions, she wouldn’t be controlled by them.

Any beautiful but foolish woman would eventually annoy, while a reasonable woman, if also beautiful, becomes irresistible.

In that instant, Han Lie even had the thought that spending a lifetime married to her wouldn’t be bad.

Of course, he’s better than Tang Xintian at controlling his occasional emotions.

"You do have reasons to resent me, but you know, I won’t let guilt entangle my life or distort my ways of doing things.

I can love you, but I won’t only love you.

Just as you would love me but won’t give up your career.

We are similar; our appreciation for each other far exceeds the passionate flames of a love-struck relationship. So is this what they call a sapiosexual?

It feels like being together for a long time will make us both better..."

Tang Xintian was momentarily stunned, then wrapped her arms around Han Lie’s neck, kissing him passionately.

"Yes, sapiosexual, I like your vision..."

Indeed, after sweating profusely, both of their states improved...

By the time they finally got up to have breakfast, it was already 10:30 in the morning.

Gu Zicheng never showed up.

Tang Xintian initially felt a bit of schadenfreude, but later even developed a strong sense of worry and went to the side room to check on her.

The result... she saw a goofy girl sleeping like a log, who couldn’t be woken up.

Upon returning, the way she looked at Han Lie was a bit off.

Numb, apprehensive, incomprehensible, with hidden concern.

"How about we go Platonic after all?"

"What do you mean?" Brother Lie raised an eyebrow gently.

"Platonic!"

"Sure."

To Tang Xintian’s surprise, Han Lie agreed without a second thought.

Because Han Lie had deeply understood Sister Da Tang’s constitution.

He smiled gently at Tang Xintian, his gaze profound, his tone unhurried.

"When we want it next depends on you. But I must give you a friendly reminder—use your rights wisely, my good sister!"

The ever-composed Tang Xintian finally couldn’t hold it in, blushing, slightly spat, and turned to leave.

The two never mentioned the future, bypassing Pan Ge’s existence with seamless ease.

Clearly, this was only the beginning...

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