Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

The main lights in the room were not on; only the dim wall lamps emitted a warm yellow light.

Pei Shiheng walked to the bedside and carefully placed Jiang Li on the soft bed.

Her black hair was scattered on the white pillow, and her cheeks were rosy.

Pei Shiheng leaned on the edge of the bed and met her gaze for a moment.

Then he straightened up and went to pour water.

A small hand gripped the hem of his clothes.

He's not very strong, but he's very persistent.

Pei Shiheng stopped and looked down at the fair and slender hand.

The system, which had been observing from the sidelines, could no longer stand it.

【precious!】

Wake up! Do you even know what you're doing?!

Jiang Li's mind, which had been numbed by alcohol, became clearer, the dizziness dissipated considerably, and her consciousness gradually returned.

But her body was still limp, and her hands and feet reacted several beats slower than her brain.

She was awake, but her hand was still clutching Pei Shiheng's clothes.

Pei Shiheng was half-squatting by the bed.

He was bending down, gently helping her take off her shoes.

His large, well-defined hand grasped her slender ankle.

At this moment, the skill that amplifies both senses is triggered.

The delicate touch was amplified simultaneously between the two of them.

Pei Shiheng's fingers trembled slightly; the skin beneath his fingertips was like fine, warm jade, so smooth and irresistible to the touch.

His face was very close to hers when he did these things.

The room was dimly lit, yet it perfectly outlined his deep and handsome face.

His high-waisted, jet-black suit trousers accentuated his long, slender legs, and the collar of his white shirt was slightly disheveled.

She had ripped two buttons off at some point, revealing a small section of her delicate collarbone.

Her fair skin shimmered alluringly under the lights, exuding both a restrained and sexy charm.

That usually gentle and refined face was now tinged with a barely perceptible hint of restraint and desire.

Jiang Li's mind went blank for a moment, and her lustful desires were aroused.

She decided to pretend to be completely drunk and have some fun with this usually refined and restrained young nobleman.

Instead of letting go of his clothes, she pulled him forcefully toward her.

Pei Shiheng was caught off guard and was pulled forward by her.

He braced himself with his hands on either side of her, barely avoiding crushing her.

The distance between the two suddenly closed, their noses almost touching.

"What's wrong?"

His voice was incredibly hoarse, and his gaze was fixed intently on her.

Jiang Li blinked, her eyes misty with tears.

When she looks at people, she is focused and alluring, like a naive little fox.

She raised her hand and slowly covered Pei Shiheng's face.

The girl's palms were soft and warm; her fingertips gently traced his jawline and finally stopped on his burning cheeks.

"You're so handsome."

Her breath was sweet and her voice soft and gentle, filled with undisguised praise.

Pei Shiheng's body was completely stiff.

My heartbeat lost its rhythm at this moment, pounding wildly in my chest.

Reason told him that she was drunk and had mistaken him for someone else.

She might have mistaken him for Lu Chengye.

He should push her away.

However, when Jiang Li tilted her head back, her soft red lips unexpectedly pressed against his lips.

The tension in Pei Shiheng's mind snapped.

Her lips were very soft.

With its rich, sweet fruit wine aroma mixed with the milky sweetness of pear blossoms, it's practically the most deadly poison in the world.

It was just a fleeting, superficial encounter, yet it was more agonizing than any storm of demands.

Pei Shiheng took a deep breath.

He instinctively wanted to push her away, but his raised hand paused in mid-air.

Ultimately, however, it landed uncontrollably on her slender waist.

Pei Shiheng felt the skin under his palm was incredibly soft. His breathing quickened, and the restraint in his eyes was replaced by a frantic possessiveness.

He lowered his head, almost wanting to bite her rosy, full lips and crush her into his very bones.

Jiang Li was startled by the sudden burst of dangerous aura emanating from him.

The hand on my waist was incredibly strong.

She could sense the wildness within him; his dark eyes were frighteningly deep, like a wolf eyeing its prey.

My heart skipped a beat.

Just when Jiang Li thought he was going to kiss her.

Pei Shiheng suddenly stopped moving, closed his eyes, and breathed heavily.

He used immense willpower to control himself and restrained himself by pushing her away a little.

His eyes were red at the corners, and his forehead was pressed against hers.

"Ginger and Pear".

He called her name, his voice hoarse and trembling slightly.

"Look carefully, I am not Lu Chengye."

He didn't want to be anyone's substitute, even if he was insanely jealous, even if he despicably wanted to take advantage of the situation.

He also wanted her to know clearly that the person holding her at this moment was named Pei Shiheng.

He reached out and gently stroked her cheek, the calluses on his fingertips bringing a rough, tingling sensation.

"I am Pei Shiheng."

He emphasized it again, his tone gentle as water, yet revealing a possessive, obsessive desire.

"Sweetie, you're drunk, go to sleep."

He feared that if he stayed any longer, he would lose control and do something truly beastly.

Jiang Li looked at him with her eyes half-closed.

The alcohol made her vision a little blurry, but she could see that face very clearly.

A sharply defined jawline, pale skin with a thin layer of red in the warm light, and eyes tinged with a sensual crimson.

He thought she had mistaken him for someone else.

"Lu Chengye? He's nowhere near as good-looking as you."

The girl's voice had a strong nasal tone.

So delicate and sticky, it's so sweet it's almost diabetic.

When she smiles, her eyes crinkle, making her look just like an innocent little kitten.

Pei Shiheng froze.

All he heard was her praising his good looks in that soft, sweet voice.

The dark jealousy that had been churning in her chest was completely suppressed by her lighthearted words.

She thought he was better looking than Lu Chengye.

This realization caused his heartbeat to completely lose its original rhythm.

It was pounding violently in my chest, so fast it felt like it was going to burst out of my chest.

But he still couldn't easily believe it.

He feared it was just a drunk girl rambling unconsciously.

He was afraid that when he woke up the next morning, she would again call him Senior Pei in that polite and distant tone.

Pei Shiheng bent down.

The distance between the two closed again, to less than ten centimeters.

The clean, crisp scent of cedarwood emanating from him enveloped Jiang Li completely.

The air was filled with her unique, sweet pear blossom scent.

The flavors intertwined, creating an intoxicatingly ambiguous atmosphere.

"Then tell me."

His voice was extremely low and soft, with a seductive undertone.

"who I am?"

The voice was extremely hoarse, completely devoid of its usual gentle and composed quality.

His long, slender fingers gently slid down her cheek.

Finally, he stopped restrainedly at her shoulder.

Jiang Li looked into his eyes, which were swirling with restraint and desire.

She felt that this man was really too contradictory.

On the surface, he wears the skin of a noble and elegant prince, but deep down he is full of obsessive madness.

Jiang Li raised her arm and hooked it around his neck.

Her movements were somewhat unsteady due to her intoxication; her wrist brushed against the skin of his nape, and her warm breath sprayed against his ear.

She leaned closer to the man's profile.

Warm breath sprayed directly onto his sensitive earlobes.

"You're Pei Shiheng."

She drew out the last syllable, each word imbued with the sweet aroma of wine.

It was visibly clear that the last bit of tension in Pei Shiheng's eyes had completely snapped.

The emotion welling up in those dark eyes was so intense and intense, like someone who had been trapped for a long time suddenly seeing the light.

The words "You are Pei Shiheng" completely shattered Pei Shiheng's rational defenses.

She recognized him; she knew that the person holding and kissing her at that moment was none other than him.

It was him, Pei Shiheng.