Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

Jiang Li wants to say, how could an adult get lost?

The boy had already led her towards the supermarket, his black hair swaying with his movements.

The hand that was holding hers never let go.

In the supermarket.

Zhou Chiye pushed the shopping cart, while Jiang Li walked beside him.

"Sis, what color toothbrush should I choose?"

Zhou Chiye stood in front of the daily necessities shelf, holding two toothbrushes in his hands.

One bag was blue, the other pink; their expressions were as serious as if they were taking multiple-choice questions for the college entrance exam.

Jiang Li casually said, "Black is fine, it suits you."

Zhou Chiye immediately put down what he was holding and reached down a pure black one from the top shelf.

Then the towels were changed to black ones.

I chose the black packaging for the facial cleanser.

Even the slippers were all black.

Jiang Li's lips twitched as she looked at the uniform black and gray color scheme in her shopping cart.

"Buy all black? If you turn off the lights at night, will you even be able to find your slippers?"

Anyone who didn't know better would think you were playing hide-and-seek.

Zhou Chiye moved closer, his tall figure blocking the overhead incandescent light and casting a shadow.

"My sister likes black, so I'll wear black."

Besides, with my older sister around, how could I not find my slippers?

He lowered his voice, making it sound slightly breathy.

"Hey, this kid's acting weird, he's trying to hook me!"

Who can resist a young man's direct approach?!

Jiang Li frantically typed on the keyboard in her mind.

"Honey, look at the way he looks at you. He seems to want to pack you up and throw you into his shopping cart too."

I advise you to be careful; this is a wolf in sheep's clothing.

The system's electronic voice exuded an excitement that seemed to thrive on chaos.

Jiang Li shut up.

As they passed the mirrored shelf, their figures were fully reflected in the glass.

A tall boy was pushing a cart, and a small girl was putting things into the cart beside him.

They look just like a young couple out shopping on the weekend.

Zhou Chiye stopped and fixed his gaze on the mirror.

He looked at Jiang Li in the mirror, and the words "my brother's wife" popped into his mind.

These words are really an eyesore.

She was standing right next to me, her breath filling the air with her sweet, milky pear blossom scent, yet she was labeled with someone else's name.

He pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek, suppressing the possessiveness surging within him.

When checking out, the cashier glanced at the car full of black items.

"Did you just move?"

Just as Jiang Li was about to explain, Zhou Chiye spoke first.

"Yeah, we just started living together."

The cashier chuckled, "Your girlfriend picked it out for you, right? The colors are quite uniform."

"I'm not..." Jiang Li's ears burned.

"She has good taste." Zhou Chiye scanned the code to pay and laughed heartily.

"I'll listen to her."

As they walked out of the supermarket, Jiang Li reached out and pinched him.

"Ono, why aren't you explaining?"

"Explain what?"

She misunderstood.

"Strangers, even after I explain, they won't remember."

He held the shopping bag in one hand and reached the other hand out to her.

"Sister, let's go."

"No, I won't hold your hand." Jiang Li put her hands behind her back.

Why?

"You're not being honest."

Zhou Chiye lowered his head and approached her, his eyes drooping, and his beauty mark under his eye looked aggrieved.

"Where did I misbehave?"

"You just said we'd live together."

"You're right."

"And you said you'd listen to me."

"That statement is also correct."

"you……"

Jiang Li couldn't find a rebuttal, so she turned around and went into the clothing store.

"Sister, wait for me." Zhou Chiye smiled and chased after her.

After entering the store, Zhou Chiye began his performance.

He grabbed a black sleeveless sports vest from the shelf and slipped into the fitting room.

Two minutes later, he pushed the door open and came out.

The vest clung to his upper body, perfectly accentuating his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

The smooth muscle lines of his upper arms were exposed under the light, his wheat-colored skin contrasting against the black fabric.

The veins on his arms meandered up from his wrists, exuding a strong sense of wildness.

He walked to the mirror and raised his hand to tidy up the stray hairs on his forehead.

With this gesture, the lines of her shoulders and arms were fully revealed, and the hem of her vest shifted slightly upward, exposing a section of her firm waist and abdomen.

"Sister." Zhou Chiye turned around and tilted his head at Jiang Li.

"Does this look good?"

Jiang Li's gaze lingered on his upper arm for three seconds.

No, five seconds.

Okay, maybe seven seconds.

[Honey, you're drooling!]

Good heavens, is this something I can watch without paying?!

"It looks pretty good." Jiang Li controlled her expression and nodded.

"This one is worth buying."

"And this one?"

Zhou Chiye changed into a white, tight-fitting sports T-shirt.

This one is even worse.

The fabric is thin and clings to the body, and the outlines of the chest and abdominal muscles are faintly visible.

He stood in front of the mirror with his hands in his pockets, looking down at Jiang Li, asking "Does it look good?", but his posture was as relaxed as if he were walking a runway.

The shop assistant was completely mesmerized.

"Sir, you have a great figure. This is one of our new styles, and it suits you perfectly."

"Thanks."

Zhou Chiye replied politely but coldly, his gaze never leaving Jiang Li.

"What does my sister think?"

"Ono, this outfit fits you well. Is it comfortable to wear?"

Jiang Li swallowed hard, trying her best to straighten her posture and put on the dignified appearance of an elder.

Zhou Chiye saw Jiang Li's reaction clearly.

He caught her gaze before she could look away, and a secret joy welled up inside him.

So that's what my sister does.

He strode up to Jiang Li and half-squatted down.

The tall man, standing at 1.95 meters, shrank into a tiny ball in front of her.

He looked up at her, like a large dog waiting for praise, the beauty mark under his right eye appearing particularly innocent.

"Sister, won't this outfit make me look too bulky? Won't it look bad?"

He was too close; the warmth of a young man, carrying the cool scent of mint, wafted onto Jiang Li's face.

Jiang Li's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly shrank back:

"Good-looking, not too muscular, just right."

This is perfect for you when you play basketball; it looks really cool.

"Then I'll take this one."

Zhou Chiye smiled, revealing two sharp canine teeth.

"Sister has such good taste, you're the one to trust."

He got up to pay.

The moment he turned around, the innocent and harmless look on his face vanished completely.

A dark undercurrent surged in his eyes, revealing an ambition that was determined to succeed.

He was certain that his body was attractive enough to her, and that was his biggest bargaining chip.

After paying the bill, the two passed by a small jewelry store.

The shop window displays various hair accessories and earrings, bathed in warm yellow light, creating a cozy atmosphere.

Zhou Chiye suddenly stopped.

"Sister, wait a minute."

He walked into the store, bent down and looked around in front of the display case, then reached out and picked up an exquisite pear blossom hair clip.

The petals are pearl white, with a small rhinestone in the center, and the workmanship is very delicate.

There is also a matching satin headband next to it, also in white with a pear blossom pattern.

"this."

He brought the two items to Jiang Li.

"For my older sister."

"Give me?"

Jiang Li was taken aback. Just as she was about to turn around, Zhou Chiye's hands were already around her ears.

He moved gently, his fingers running through her soft hair.

The two were very close, with Zhou Chiye's broad chest almost touching her back.

When he helped her fasten her hair clip, his fingertip accidentally brushed against Jiang Li's earlobe.

The dual-sensory amplification skill is triggered directly.

A burning red flush rose to the tips of her ears.

That tiny friction felt like a gentle electric current, burning its way from his fingertips into Zhou Chiye's heart.

He stood frozen in place, his fingertips savoring the unparalleled soft, smooth touch.

His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and the rise and fall of his chest became noticeably larger.

He should have withdrawn his hand, but it was as if it had taken root in his heart, and he couldn't bear to move it even an inch.

P.S. (The author has a note!)

(Here comes a picture of the two of them, Shen Yan and Jiang Li. The chef made a lot of them, and they all turned out great. I'll release one every now and then for you all to see.)