Quick Transmigration: So the Green Tea Sister Stole the Male Lead

Zhao Shijing was glared at.

He thought his attitude was alright, but Yu Fu glared at him fiercely.

When a woman's eyes turn up at the corners, she looks like a haughty little cat when she glares at someone in anger.

Yu Fu, carrying two bottles of water, walked past him and back, with Zhao Shijing leisurely following behind her with his hands in his pockets.

"I just asked you to say something, is it necessary to be so fierce?"

Zhao Shijing said, "What are you upset about? I really don't understand."

"Why don't you tell me why you're angry? I'll apologize to you."

Was he too forceful?

Or is it too frivolous?

"Say something" – that sounds like a bit of teasing.

Okay then. Zhao Shijing reflected on himself and realized that he hadn't been very polite.

He stared at Yuf's retreating figure, pondering how to appease her.

The woman wore a color-blocked tank top and hot pants that barely reached her thighs; in this humid country, her outfit wasn't particularly eye-catching.

But her skin was as white as snow, and with that face, passersby would be drawn to take a second look.

Zhao Shijing traced her arms with his eyes, the shape of her shoulder blades, and her well-proportioned legs.

Could it be her?

Will Jiang Kan's girlfriend be Puff?

A bitter feeling welled up in his heart, mixed with inexplicable anger, making Zhao Shijing feel suffocated.

It's unrealistic to think you can identify someone just from a photo where their face isn't shown.

Zhao Shijing could not be certain that he would not admit his mistake.

Moreover, he hadn't even looked at it closely from the front; both times he had only seen it from behind.

Moreover, in the photos Puff sent, the flesh around her thighs was shaped into an arc.

The woman in front of him had slender, straight legs.

Looks like I'm missing a pair of thigh-high stockings.

Black, with a subtle hint of delicate, snow-white skin showing through.

Yes, he needs to make Yuv wear the same socks as in the photo so he can see them.

I have to take a look.

There was no other meaning behind it; it was just to ensure that nothing went wrong.

Zhao Shijing's fingers unconsciously twitched twice, his expression unchanged, and no one could tell what thoughts were hidden beneath his cold and stern face.

Once inside the hotel elevator, Youfu switched to holding two bottles of water in one hand and taking out her room key from her hot pants pocket with her left.

Her hands were small, and she couldn't hold onto the bottle of water, which slipped and fell to the ground.

Just as Yu Fu was about to squat down to pick it up, Zhao Shijing, unusually gentlemanly, took the initiative to bend down and pick it up for her.

The word "thank you" almost slipped out, but thankfully Yuf reacted in time and swallowed it back down.

Sigh, she's just too well-mannered.

Why say thank you to a rich second-generation bastard like Zhao Shijing? I won't say anything.

Yuf turned her face to the side and held out her hand to Zhao Shijing, gesturing for him to return the water bottle.

However, Zhao Shijing maintained his half-squatting posture, his gaze slowly moving from below to Youfu's face.

The dim light in his eyes puzzled Yuf.

"Puff, say something to me."

Yuf managed to suppress her surprise.

She stared at him without saying a word, her face expressionless.

Zhao Shijing smiled, squatted down in front of her, his light-colored pupils devoid of any smile.

"Still pretending with me?"

Zhao Shijing still remembers the scene when he first saw Youfu in the hotel lobby a few days ago.

It's strange that he still remembers it.

He clearly hadn't connected Yuv with his electronic dopamine at all.

Perhaps it was fate.

Even though he remained calm, he still remembered Yuf at first glance.

Yuf took a step back, looking quite alert, as if she regarded Zhao Shijing as a strange person with a quirky mind.

"Aren't you going to say anything? Pretending to be mute?"

Zhao Shijing turned his gaze back to Youfu's legs with amusement.

"Are you really not sure, or are you just pretending?"

Zhao Shijing stretched out his hand, which wasn't holding the water bottle, and used his thumb to scrub the skin a little below the groin of Youfu's thigh.

Yuf couldn't help but hum.

Zhao Shijing's fingertips had calluses, and the rough texture made her feel numb after a slight pain.

Zhao Shijing chuckled and straightened up: "Puff, you have a mole on your thigh. If you're going to pretend to be a stranger, then pretend properly. Don't reveal anything you shouldn't."

"Also, that sound just now, it sounded really familiar."

Yuf: "..."

She herself didn't even know she had a mole there.

How did Zhao Shijing know?

Yuf always acts on impulse. In that moment, she was probably too caught up in the moment, and some things she did were done without thinking.

But by now, Yu Fu has completely forgotten about sending Zhao Shijing a selfie.

The man's gaze fell on the base of her legs.

It's so tender; just a little rubbing and the skin around the red mole turned pink.

Zhao Shijing approached, his sneakers brushing against Youfu's sandals: "Aren't you going to say anything? Hmm?"

He had looked at the half-body photo that Yuf sent him countless times; he even knew the shape of her legs better than Yuf herself.

And in the absolute territory between the hem of her skirt and the top of her stockings, there was a pretty little mole on her snow-white thigh with a light brown tinge.

Yuf swallowed hard.

What could she possibly say? Isn't this just Lord Orca who's only interested in her voice and has absolutely no interest in the real her?

Why should she talk to him?

Since he likes her voice so much, shouldn't he pay her per sentence if he wants to talk to her?

A "ding" sounded.

The elevator doors opened, and the hotel staff pushing the trolley were taken aback, clearly not expecting anyone to be inside.

"Um, is there anything I can help you with?" the waiter asked in English.

What are these two doing? Not pressing the floor button, treating the elevator like their home? Or did they lose their room cards and can't use them to go to the floor?

As employees of a high-end hotel, even if they were complaining in their hearts, they still put on a professional smile.

Zhao Shijing: "No, I'll press it now."

The staff member nodded and stepped aside; hotel policy stipulated that they could not bring strollers on the same shift when there were guests.

Zhao Shijing swiped his card, and then took the room card from Youfu and swiped it as well.

One of them lives on the 52nd floor, and the other on the 51st floor.

They all stayed in the presidential suite.

Yuf stared at the elevator cursor, silent as if her tongue had been ripped out.

Zhao Shijing's gaze swept over her, and he took out his phone and operated it a couple of times.

Yuf's phone vibrated in her pocket.

She pretended not to notice.

Zhao Shijing then made a gesture: "Puff, look at your phone. You'll like it."

Yuf still tried to be tough, looking at him with a puzzled expression, as if asking, "Who is Puff?"

Zhao Shijing tapped the screen again, then flipped his phone over to show it to her.

The screen clearly displayed:

[Orca]: [Transfer: 13140.00 yuan] (Note: Reply to me/Custom order)

【Orca】: [Transfer: 52000.00 yuan] (Note: Contact me/Custom order)

【Orca】: [Transfer: 88888.00 yuan] (Note: Just one sentence/custom order)

Yuf stared intently, her pupils seemingly tinged with the orange of the bank transfer.

She gently bit her lower lip:

What do you want me to say?

The moment the sound entered my ears, my earlobes felt hot and my ears felt tingly.

The sound you hear in real life is far sweeter and more pleasant than any recording made with advanced equipment.

Zhao Shijing softened his tone: "Why pretend you don't know me? You recognized me on day one, didn't you?"

Yuf's gaze drifted away.

Zhao Shijing: "..."

You can tell what she's thinking just by looking at her.

The cream puff filling is ready to hold gold coins; only by stuffing more inside can you pry open the cream puff shell.

Zhao Shijing transferred another sum of money to her right under her nose.

Yuf spoke again: "I dare not acknowledge you."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and she began to sob.

"You said you didn't want to know the real me, of course I'm scared. What if you recognize me and then you don't want to talk to me anymore?"

Zhao Shijing immediately started frantically trying to appease the person.

He was initially resentful; not only did Yuf disown him, but she was also happily in love with her boyfriend. He felt terrible.

But now, hearing Yu Fu's words, Zhao Shijing felt like he wasn't human.

He was speechless, many words flashing through his mind, but no matter how he said them, they all sounded like excuses.

Zhao Shijing's parents have a typical open relationship where each of them enjoys having fun outside the home.

It's generally accepted that children from families like theirs are either naturally promiscuous or extremely abstinent.

Zhao Shijing is the latter.

He had a natural aversion to this kind of thing and had absolutely no interest in it.

Until he accidentally came across Puff's girlfriend's voice.

The blogger sweetly reports her daily life to her non-existent boyfriend, occasionally making kissing sounds.

A very innocent and charming scene design.

However, Zhao Shijing used L.

Puff's voice could be considered his sexual awakening.

Everything is wonderful even when separated by an internet cable.

Until that day, when he opened the compressed file of the audio file as usual, he found a photo.

Zhao Shijing could have skipped this, but after hesitating, he clicked on it anyway.

I was captivated at first sight.

Desire surged forth with overwhelming force.

Zhao Shijing was shocked to discover that he had almost become a beast, just like his parents and that group of friends who weren't really friends.

It's just a photo.

Just a single photograph.

Nothing was revealed.

Just a pair of beautiful legs.

He is ultimately a person who can be controlled by base desires.

He wasn't even sure how he felt about cream puffs.

He probably doesn't like cream puffs.

After all, it was just chatting online for a few minutes and hearing her voice.

Although I miss her when I can't hear her and I get bored when I don't chat with her, that doesn't mean I like her.

Zhao Shijing did not want to be a low-level animal that would go into heat at the sight of a pair of legs.

He suppressed the urge to chat with Puff, feeling it necessary to break this indulgence.

Of course, the result was a failure.

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