The only SSSS-level fertility constitution in the entire interstellar space

"First, holding hands, although it's just basic contact," Lu Yao extended her hand, her fingertips slightly cool from nervousness, "but it should be the same if we follow the rules. We can't just touch each other; that would be too fake."

As she spoke, she gently placed her fingers on Fu Ciyan's slightly clenched fist.

When their cool fingertips touched their warm, taut skin, both of them trembled slightly.

Fu Ciyan's fingers twitched subconsciously, as if trying to avoid it, but ultimately he did not pull them back.

He wanted to know how Lu Yao would pass the review.

Lu Yao's slender, pale fingertips swept across the back of his hand, gliding over the thin calluses at the base of his fingers, bringing a subtle, tingling, itchy sensation.

Fu Ciyan swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, and unconsciously tugged at his collar.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze involuntarily fell on the two people's intertwined fingers.

Her hands were small and white, and in contrast to his, they seemed so fragile that they would break at the slightest touch. Why were they so soft?

"Relax a little," Lu Yao said softly, her voice much gentler, like a feather lightly brushing against your eardrum. "Don't hold on too tightly, it will affect blood circulation, and your heart rate and body temperature may spike abnormally, which the system may easily judge as 'over-excitement' or 'stress response,' making it seem less like natural intimate contact."

Fu Ciyan's Adam's apple bobbed.

He did unconsciously tighten his fingers.

She loosened her grip slightly, looking down at Lu Yao who was recording a video using the bracelet: "You're very experienced?"

Lu Yao glanced at him briefly. It was just holding hands; what did it have to do with experience? But she didn't want Fu Ciyan to look down on her.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, haven't you at least seen pigs run?

Don't underestimate her, she's a blogger.

"I've written novels and done research." As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Yao quickly pulled her hand away from Fu Ciyan's, clicked save, and uploaded it directly to the system.

Because she withdrew so quickly, Fu Ciyan didn't even have time to react. When he came to his senses, his palm was already empty, leaving only a patch of cold air and the lingering soft touch between his fingers.

It made him subconsciously clench his fist, as if he wanted to grab onto something.

"Alright, the video has been uploaded successfully. We're waiting for the review results..." Lu Yao's attention was completely focused on the screen, and she didn't notice Fu Ciyan's momentary change in expression.

Lu Yao didn't have to wait long; a notification popped up, indicating that the review had been completed.

[Prerequisite Task 1: Holding Hands (Basic Contact), Review Result: Failed.]

[Review Comments: The contact was natural and the posture was appropriate. However, data monitoring showed that the male's heart rate fluctuated abnormally during the middle and later stages of contact, with peak values ​​far exceeding the normal range for intimate contact...]

If you appear to be experiencing tension, resistance, or excessive stress, which does not meet the basic standards of "natural and accepting" contact, please adjust your mindset and try again.

The air froze instantly.

Lu Yao blinked, almost unable to believe what she was seeing.

Didn't pass? Because Fu Ciyan's heart was beating too fast?

She slowly raised her head and looked at the man sitting opposite her.

What, did holding hands defile his noble and chaste young man?

Under the cold white light, Fu Ciyan's face visibly changed from a normal skin tone to an almost stiff pale white, and then an unbelievable blush rose to his cheeks.

He stared intently at the review comment, as if doing so would make the words "review failed" disappear.

Thinking of him, Fu Ciyan, one of the Federation's youngest generals, a possessor of S-level genes, who could remain calm and composed even when facing thousands of troops on the battlefield.

Now, just because he held hands with a woman for a while, he was diagnosed with "abnormal heart rate fluctuations" and "suspected over-stress"?

This is an absolute disgrace!

Looking at his near-explosive state, Lu Yao's earlier tension and embarrassment were instantly replaced by amusement and secret pleasure.

She tried to purse her lips to avoid laughing out loud, but the slight upturn in her eyes betrayed her emotions.

"Ahem," she cleared her throat, trying to make her voice sound innocent and serious, "General Fu, it seems your 'cooperation' was a little too forceful?"

"One more time!" Fu Ciyan roared, his ears turning so red they were almost bleeding. This time it wasn't because he was shy, but purely because he was angry.

He has never been so humiliated in his life!

It was actually rated as "over-stressed" by a wristband system?

He took several deep breaths to barely suppress the urge to smash that damned bracelet, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Let's do it again!"

Lu Yao readily agreed, "Okay, okay, let's start again. This time, you must be 'relaxed' and 'natural,' just treat it as a simple handshake, and please don't let your 'heart be racing' again."

She deliberately emphasized the last few words, her eyes brimming with undisguised mockery.

Fu Ciyan glanced at her, his gaze carrying a strong warning.

Lu Yao suppressed a laugh, knowing when to stop. She reached out her hand again, this time faster, without the previous probing and teasing, and placed her hand directly into his palm.

The moment their skin touched, Fu Ciyan's body tensed up almost imperceptibly, but he quickly relaxed. He pursed his lips, controlled his breathing, and tried to keep his heartbeat steady.

Lu Yao adjusted accordingly, gently squeezing his hand, her fingertips lingering briefly on his palm, then seemingly casually hooking it.

In an instant, Fu Ciyan tightened his grip on her hand. Lu Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up to meet Fu Ciyan's sharp, warning gaze.

Lu Yao guiltily withdrew her hand: "Ahem, okay, let's upload it again and see, this time it should be okay."

The air grew heavy with anticipation once again, and this review process seemed to be taking an exceptionally long time compared to the previous one.

Lu Yao stared at the spinning loading icon on the screen, but her peripheral vision involuntarily drifted toward Fu Ciyan.

The man had already leaned back in his chair, reverting to his aloof and detached demeanor, but the hand resting on his knee was tapping rhythmically, revealing a hint of inner turmoil.

Lu Yao couldn't help but secretly pray that he would fail again and see how he would react.

However, God did not favor her.

The familiar notification sound rang out.

Both of them looked at the result at the same time.

[Prerequisite Task 1: Holding hands (basic contact), Review Result: Passed.]

[Reviewer's Comments: Both parties' physiological data are stable, meeting the basic standards of "natural and accepting" contact. Congratulations on taking the first step towards a harmonious relationship! We look forward to seeing your interactions deepen.]

"See, I told you that as long as General Fu keeps a calm mindset, the system is still very understanding." Lu Yao spoke first, her tone light and even a little boastful.

Fu Ciyan didn't respond to her words, but only glanced at her lightly.

Lu Yao pretended not to see anything and clicked on the second task.

[Prerequisite Task 2: Hug (Medium Contact)]

The difficulty increased layer by layer, yet they were not given a chance to refuse.

She looked down at Fu Ciyan, who was also looking at her with a mocking gaze, as if waiting to see her make a fool of herself.

Hmph, is her show really that entertaining?

Lu Yao grumbled inwardly, but said nothing and went straight to Fu Ciyan: "Next is a hug, please cooperate, General Fu."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Yao sat down on the man's lap, under his suspicious gaze.

Fu Ciyan froze instantly.