Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

Jiang Li walked over quietly.

She could see everything clearly through the semi-transparent glass door.

Zhou Yanchuan was standing by the sink, his head bowed.

His slender fingers rested on Xu Qingyu's wrist, helping him roll up the cuffs of his wet shirt.

The two were so close that their breaths almost mingled.

Xu Qingyu's ears turned slightly red, and he lowered his voice to remind him:

"Stop fooling around, Jiang Li is still outside."

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Zhou Yanchuan spoke with certainty, accompanied by a nonchalant smile.

"She's simple-minded and doesn't understand these things."

Even if they saw it, they would only think we have a good relationship.

Xu Qingyu did not push him away again.

The two exchanged a smile, the atmosphere thick with affection.

Jiang Li leaned against the wall, rolling her eyes inwardly.

Which bosses get so close to their male assistants when discussing work?

They were practically about to hug each other and start kissing.

These two are really taking advantage of the original owner's young age and inexperience, treating people like fools and easily fooling them.

[Using an innocent girl as a shield, and then daring to laugh at her for not understanding.]

[Honey, there are sweet and sour pork ribs in the kitchen.]

I have an appetite again.

As expected of you.

However, Zhou Yanchuan still had a conscience and did not have a relationship with the original owner.

They also did not make the original owner their nanny.

She doesn't have to cook, and even the housework is done by a housekeeper once a week.

Aside from love, the original owner also lived a good life being taken care of.

The kitchen door was quickly pushed open.

Zhou Yanchuan came out carrying two plates of dishes.

He put on a gentle and respectable smile, looking every bit like a caring older brother.

"Little Pear, dinner will be ready soon."

Zhou Yanchuan put the plate down, his voice soft.

"Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

Jiang Li cursed this man eight hundred times in her heart.

But a sweet smile immediately appeared on her face.

She tilted her head back, blinked her bright, round eyes twice, and looked incredibly adorable.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Yanchuan."

Her voice was soft, with a touch of natural naivety.

Zhou Yanchuan was very satisfied with her obedient appearance, and then went back to the kitchen.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"Who could it be so late?"

Zhou Yanchuan turned to look at the doorway.

"I'll go open the door."

Jiang Li, wearing soft slippers, ran to the entrance.

She reached out and opened the security door.

A damp, cool breeze, carrying the scent of cold rain and mint, rushed directly into the entryway.

Under the dim, motion-sensor-lit corridor, stood a tall young man.

He was wearing a black and white sleeveless basketball jersey and light gray sweatpants.

He was soaked to the bone by the rain.

His short, black hair, exuding an untamed wildness, was dripping water.

Water droplets slid down his high, sharp nose and landed on his well-defined collarbone.

His tanned arms were muscular and firm, with prominent veins, exuding power.

He wore a black sports wristband and held a soaking wet basketball tucked between his waist and arm.

Because his clothes were soaked, the smooth and powerful muscle lines of his upper arms were on full display, exuding the explosive power of a young cheetah.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs.

Like a wild wolf that has just run 800 kilometers in the rainy night, exuding an aggressive aura of hormones.

The boy was probably over 1.9 meters tall, completely blocking the door.

Jiang Li is only 1.6 meters tall.

Standing in front of this tall, human-shaped wall, I looked like a little quail with its neck craned back.

She had to tilt her head back to see the boy's entire face.

He has a very aggressive appearance.

This was the first thought that popped into Jiang Li's mind.

The boy had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes.

Long and narrow, with slightly drooping corners of the eyes.

The beauty mark under her right eye looked particularly alluring in the dim, watery light of the corridor.

This beauty mark softened some of the fierceness in his bones.

When he stares at someone, he inexplicably feels a little aggrieved and wants to be touched.

This face retains both the freshness of a youth and the aggressiveness of a mature man.

The moment their eyes met, the boy seemed to freeze in place.

He stood there in the rain, panting heavily, his dark eyes fixed on Jiang Li.

Raindrops slid down the tips of his eyelashes.

His gaze first fell on her naturally rosy and full lips, lingered for two seconds, and then became somewhat somber.

Then he slowly moved upwards, staring intently into her wet eyes.

His tall figure blocked the doorway, shutting out the cold rain from the corridor outside.

The cool minty scent mixed with the smell of rain wafted over me, making me feel as fresh as the whole summer.

The boy outside the door finally moved.

The boy's Adam's apple bobbed violently a few times.

He gripped the basketball tightly in his hand, his knuckles digging into it.

The name I've called out hundreds or thousands of times before suddenly felt burning hot when I saw this face.

After a long while, he lowered his head and called out softly in a hoarse voice.

"……elder sister."

When the boy lowered his head and called to her, his voice was like sandpaper soaked in rain, hoarse and soft.

Jiang Li froze for half a second.

No, wait.

She craned her neck to look at the human-shaped wall in front of her, with only one thought in her mind.

Is this the 19-year-old younger brother?

At nineteen, she was over 1.9 meters tall, with shoulders so broad they could fit her whole body inside, and arm muscles that were more defined than any fitness instructor she had ever seen.

The soaked black vest clung to his chest and abdomen, clearly showing the outline of every muscle.

Rainwater slid down his high, straight nose, grazed his unfortunate beauty mark, and finally splashed into the hollow of his collarbone.

Jiang Li's gaze uncontrollably slid from his shoulder to his forearm, and then from his forearm to that large, well-defined hand holding the basketball.

Her throat was dry.

【drop.】

The system's voice exploded in my mind.

[High-quality target detected; data being broadcast to you.]

Zhou Chiye, Zhou Yanchuan's younger brother, is 19 years old, 195cm tall, and has a body fat percentage of 9.2%.

Excellent muscle mass, perfect bone structure, and 98.7% facial symmetry.

No romantic history, no bad habits.

【Honey, this is top-notch! Hehe~, youth is truly wonderful.】

Jiang Li stared at the boy's firm, wheat-colored arms.

[Absolutely amazing.]

Whose little brother got soaked in the rain and ended up looking like he was on the cover of a sports magazine?

【Baby, open your eyes.】

I've already been very restrained.

You just looked from his chest to his waist, and then from his waist back to his face.

Is it illegal to appreciate human anatomy?

Zhou Chiye looked down at Jiang Li.

In my memory, Jiang Li always had her eyes downcast and spoke softly.

When she sat in the Zhou family's house, she often shrank into a corner, so quiet that people forgot she was there.

The woman inside the door was strikingly vibrant.

The soft loungewear dress clung to her slender waist, and her fair skin glowed under the light.

His round eyes reflected his gaze, glistening with a lingering, unconcealed amazement.

The sweet fragrance of pear blossoms permeates the humid air.

Zhou Chiye gripped the basketball, his palm pressing against the rough texture.

She is still Jiang Li.

It's different from before.

The layer of gray mist that had been pressing down on her dissipated.

She stood under the light, so bright that one wanted to hide behind her hand and only see herself.

A thought popped into Zhou Chiye's mind.

Snatch it.

It doesn't matter who she stands next to.