Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

The way the man wept had a devastating beauty to it.

Sweat trickled down his chest, and stray hairs clung to his forehead.

He exuded a sickly fragility and a stone-like appearance.

"I'm sorry, baby."

His voice was thick with sobs and filled with deep, unyielding emotion.

"I can't control myself."

"I love you so much, please forgive me?"

He humbly begged for forgiveness from the host.

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Draw/Sword........

A gentle apology, x/hen/...

...a contradictory appearance.

He is clearly a ***, clearly in the y-m/fangs, occupying y*.

He cried so hard, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

This fragmented, segmented beauty is breathtaking.

Jiang Li felt a pang of heartache, but she forced herself to hold it in...

She mimicked him, ... kissing the corner of his eye with her lips, gently kissing away his saliva.

"I forgive you."

She hummed softly, gently stroking his back with her fingers.

That word "forgive" became the most deadly poison.

Pei Shiheng was startled.

He stared intently into her eyes to make sure she wasn't just giving him the runaround.

Then he laughed.

There was so much in that smile.

tl, m enough, fk, grateful.

Winter peck.

Fake/cool/love.

The chandelier on the ceiling swayed in the wind...

........

he.......

The answer was...

Aunt Mei C,

Prince Henry's Chicken Ginseng

Summer/pine.

But he spoke gently, coaxing her.

"Baby is so good."

"Baby, I love you."

"Baby, do you like me?"

"Will you always like me?"

He was a completely insecure child, stubbornly demanding her promises even during the most intimate moments.

Jiang Li couldn't utter a complete sentence; she could only...

"good......"

Pei Shiheng received a satisfactory answer, and the possessiveness in his eyes intensified.

he.......

Quick/Book.

With the intention of...

Gu Xue's obsession.

..........

"Baby, do you like it?"

亻/也/乏/了很/低/地,

Winter peck.

Ask on side e,

"Su Fu*?"

He didn't wait for a reply.

Right Crocodile Hunter, d, Dingle,

Yi Xia

"Is it a demon or a kd?"

The tone was unbelievably gentle.

This contrasts sharply with his current state.

The kisses of the fine pebbles fell like raindrops...

...the shadow under the wall lamp...

Wherever it went, it left ambiguous red marks.

It was a deep night outside, and a heavy rain began to fall.

Raindrops pounded on the petals, almost breaking the flower.

The petals swayed, yet they still bloomed on the branches.

........

The warm yellow light fell down, illuminating a swaying shadow.

Jiang Li could hardly breathe.

That kind of... didn't give her even a moment to catch her breath.

This man pretended to be so pitiful on the surface, but it was all a trick to deceive her.

He's a complete madman at heart.

Jiang Li was furious; she couldn't find the words to retort.

She simply opened her mouth and bit down on his broad shoulder.

She used considerable force in an attempt to protest his appalling behavior.

Pei Shiheng felt a stinging pain in his shoulder, but he didn't push her away.

Instead, he chuckled softly.

The laughter was sexy and alluring, making Jiang Li feel weak on one side.

...Not only did not sl, but the Geng family, xmeng, drew their swords.

"Bite it."

He said his voice was gentle to the core.

"The pain is also caused by the baby."

Jiang Li loosened her teeth.

Pei Shiheng had a ring of red teeth marks on his shoulder, with tiny beads of blood seeping out.

The man showed no anger whatsoever; instead, his dark eyes burned with a intensity that could scorch.

........

"Baby is so good at this."

The man's thin lips brushed against her earlobe...

"Stop yelling..."

Jiang Li turned her head uncomfortably, her hair scattered messily on the white sheets.

........

Pei Shiheng did not give her a chance to escape.

.......

Li Daosheng, all.

.......

"Baby, you like me."

He lowered his head, his lips moving from her burning cheek to hers.

...branded with his own unique mark.

"You belong to me, and you can only look at me."

z has ancient debts, s stone is dead, his previously disguised perfect gentle/refined/p sac.

At this moment, all he wanted was to stop the altar, d.

He held the girl in his arms...

Jiang Li's tears slid down her cheeks and into her hair.

She had lost track of how long she had been crying; her throat was hoarse.

"No...really no..."

She was so exhausted from touching his penis that she had long since lost all strength.

She was soft and yielding on his shoulder, **still gently**.

Pei Shiheng looked down at her.

Sweat trickled down his forehead and landed on her collarbone.

Those dark eyes were red from being scalded by the fire, and her tear-streaked face was reflected in the pupils.

He gently reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He whispered into her lips, his breath hot.

"Baby, can you grow wings again?"

That's what he says, MC.

But after MC cools you down,

He would then use that obedient, pitiful tone to coax her.

Say **, z糹/合窝, 翼翅, is that good or bad?

I/really/, k/system, supplement/assistance.

His words have absolutely no credibility.

Jiang Li bumped her forehead against his chin with a defiant force.

"You big liar."

Pei Shiheng was touched by her, and he tilted his head, letting out a muffled laugh.

He grabbed her fidgeting hand and pressed his fingers together on the pillow beside her ear.

He covered the back of her hand with his palm, their fingers interlocking tightly.

Then he kissed her mouth while she was still cursing him.

.......

Dong Le.

Seven.

This time it wasn't the kind of cataclysmic destruction we saw before.

*yxyx的，hm而。

Shen R,

...patience/heart.

Aunt Mei C

Du Ban Sui Zhe...

"mine."

"The baby is mine."

"It can only be mine."

He repeated those words over and over, obsessively, his tone firm and fervent.

Ginger and pear...

Her consciousness was blurred; she could only feel Pei Shiheng's body temperature, his breath, and the kisses he placed on her face and neck.

In the time that follows.

No matter how scorching the heat is, ginger and pears...

He always had a way; YB coaxed her in the gentlest tone.

Winter peck...

This extreme contrast drove Jiang Li almost insane.

In the end, all she could do was helplessly hug his penis, leaving several marks on his buttocks.

"I'm not doing Y anymore."

"Taylor, Pei Shiheng."

The little girl's voice was clearly choked with sobs, and her eyes were pitifully red.

Sweat dripped from Pei Shiheng's forehead onto her collarbone.

He tenderly kissed away her tears, gently kissing her eyelashes as well.

"I'm sorry, baby, I'm so sorry."

"It's my fault for not being able to control myself, you're too sweet."

He kept apologizing, and his sincere attitude made it impossible for anyone to harden their heart.

Director Li.

But they showed no sign of restraint whatsoever; on the contrary...

He coaxed her again and again, his voice deep and magnetic.

"Be good, okay, okay?"

Jiang Li's mind was already blank... and she could only nod haphazardly.

As a result, this man's zh/yc,

y生生, *到到后by.

........

Finally, the torrential rain was reduced to a light drizzle.

Dewdrops fell from the petals, and the branches and leaves swayed gently, shaking off the last drops of rain.

Pei Shiheng buried his face in the crook of her neck,..........

His entire weight pressed down on her, and he didn't move for several seconds.

Jiang Li didn't have the strength to push him anymore.

Her eyes were closed, and tears still clung to her eyelashes.

Her lips were red and slightly swollen, and she looked like a delicate flower that had been drenched in a downpour and collapsed in a flowerbed.

After a while, Pei Shiheng propped himself up.

He looked down at the girl beneath him, his gaze sweeping from the corners of her slightly red eyes down to the scattered red marks on her fair neck.

Those traces were all left by him.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

Then he leaned down and gently kissed her eyelids.

"I'm sorry, baby."

His voice was hoarse and soft, filled with genuine guilt and heartache.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Jiang Li was too lazy to open her eyes and mumbled something, which was hard to hear.

Pei Shiheng smiled, his laughter filled with contentment and tenderness.

He carefully separated the two people.

Then, with one hand under her knees and the other supporting her shoulders and back, he lifted her up in his arms.

Jiang Li rested her head on his shoulder, her long hair cascading down his arm, her whole body limp and boneless.

Pei Shiheng carried her into the bathroom.