Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

Over the next four or five days.

Shen Yan strictly adhered to the loophole rules he had set for himself.

Every night, she tormented Jiang Li until she was completely disoriented and her eyes were filled with tears.

But at the very last moment, he abruptly stopped.

He will absolutely not cross that final line.

The result was that both of them suffered.

The sound of running water was heard in the bathroom.

Jiang Li rolled around on the bed, clutching her blanket, her face flushed, biting her lip and screaming inwardly.

[System! I can't take this anymore!]

This constant state of being neither hot nor cold is so exhausting!

"This is called lifting a rock only to drop it on your own foot." The black and white cat licked its paws, gloating.

[You're a real glutton, not only craving food, but also his muscular physique. You only have yourself to blame.]

The bathroom door was pushed open, bringing out a burst of cool steam.

Shen Yan walked out barefoot, wearing only a white bath towel around her waist.

Cold water droplets still clung to his broad, sturdy chest.

Water droplets slid down the firm, muscular abs, disappearing into the alluring edge of the bath towel.

His eyes were bloodshot from holding back his emotions, and his Adam's apple bobbed rapidly.

Looking at Jiang Li on the bed was like looking at a piece of fatty meat that she couldn't eat.

Jiang Li swallowed hard.

At this moment, the traits of being attracted to good looks and being a womanizer completely prevailed.

To hell with punishment.

She simply couldn't bear this inhuman torment of seeing something she couldn't have and being teased every day.

"Honey, come here."

Jiang Li stretched out her slender, white arm, her voice so soft and sweet it seemed to melt your heart.

That soft, gentle "husband" froze Shen Yan in place.

His eyes were dark and almost black as he strode over to the bedside.

But he dared not touch her, for fear that his coldness would chill her.

Jiang Li took his arm and rolled into his arms.

He placed his palm against his firm chest muscles.

"I've thought about it carefully, and that punishment won't have any real educational effect on you."

She blinked her bright, innocent eyes, finding a plausible excuse for herself.

"So I've decided to cancel the previous punishment and replace it with a new one."

Shen Yan's dark eyes immediately lit up with a hungry wolf-like light.

He lowered his voice, his tone magnetic and seductive: "What would you like to change, baby?"

Jiang Li blushed and drew circles on his chest with her finger:

"Go to the kitchen tomorrow and learn to cook for me, make the dishes I like."

"Okay, whatever you say, baby."

Shen Yan didn't hesitate for even a second.

With a swift movement of his strong arms, he pressed the person in his arms directly into the soft mattress.

His hot breath sprayed all over the nape of her neck.

"So the previous punishments are now completely null and void, right?"

Before Jiang Li could answer, the man's thin lips had already eagerly covered hers.

That night, in the master bedroom of the hillside villa, the bed frame creaked and groaned under the weight all night long.

It was nearly noon the next day.

Jiang Li rubbed her aching back as she stepped onto the thick carpet in the corridor.

The sliding door to the kitchen on the first floor was wide open.

The butler, assistant, and private chef were all ushered out to the hallway outside the kitchen.

Several people stood ramrod straight, eyes downcast and seemingly lost in thought.

Jiang Li peeked her little head out and looked into the kitchen.

At first glance, she was captivated by the scene inside and couldn't look away.

Shen Yan was wearing a gray loungewear shirt with the cuffs neatly rolled up to her forearms, revealing her strong wrist bones.

The worst part was that he was wearing a pure black apron.

The belt was tied in a knot at his lower back, perfectly outlining his inverted triangle figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

The thug in the suit shed his menacing aura and stood in front of the kitchen counter, chopping vegetables with a chef's knife.

The man's movements were swift and precise; the shredded vegetables he cut were even more uniform and precise than those of a professional chef.

The muscles in his back subtly stretched and pulled with each movement, exuding an overwhelming masculine hormone through his clothes.

Jiang Li leaned against the door frame, her eyes shining.

[Honey, wipe your worthless drool.]

The black and white cat sat on the food cart next to it, rolling its eyes.

The way you're looking right now makes you look like a female bandit who wants to devour the cook whole.

"You don't know anything." Jiang Li retorted inwardly, feeling utterly justified.

This top-tier boss, with his muscular physique, cooks while wearing an apron.

He's practically the epitome of high-quality, borderline male god-like men. You absolutely have to watch!

Shen Yan's keen sense of awareness made him immediately notice the gaze behind him.

He put down the chef's knife and picked up a towel to wipe his hands.

The man turned around.

Her long legs were casually crossed and leaned against the edge of the kitchen counter.

With a rare, indulgent smile on his usually cold and handsome face, he beckoned to the girl peeking in from the doorway.

"What are you standing there for? Come here."

The man's voice was deep and pleasant.

Jiang Li obediently walked over.

As soon as she got close, the man's large hand gripped her slender waist, and he lifted her up forcefully with both arms.

Jiang Li was lifted into the air and placed on the clean black marble countertop next to her.

Her legs were naturally spread apart, allowing the man to squeeze in.

"Is the baby here to inspect our work?"

Shen Yan braced himself on his hands beside her, his tall frame pressing down on her and drawing her into his arms.

The distance is too close.

The air was filled with his signature fir scent, mixed with the subtle aroma of food from the kitchen.

"I've come to see if you've been slacking off."

Jiang Li was stubborn, but her fingers restlessly poked his firm abs under his apron.

It feels so good it's addictive.

Shen Yan's Adam's apple bobbed slowly, and his eyes gradually darkened.

He lowered his head, his nose touching hers.

"Whether you've been lazy or not, the baby will know once they try it themselves."

Before she could finish speaking, the man's thin lips sealed her full, soft lips with his.

His large, well-defined hand traced the curve of her back upwards, slipping under the hem of her pajamas.

Rough, calloused fingertips brushed against delicate skin, sending shivers down the spine.

Jiang Li was so kissed that she could hardly breathe.

Her hands weakly clung to his broad shoulders.

The countertop was hard and cold, but the man in front of me was like a branding iron, incredibly hot.

Even in broad daylight, while they were still in the kitchen, the butler and servants were standing outside the door.

The shame of being caught at any moment makes the stimulation of the three senses even more uncontrollable.

"Not here." Jiang Li turned her head away, her ears red and her breath coming in short gasps.

"There are people outside."

"They dare not look." Shen Yan bit her fair neck.

His low, husky voice carried an irresistible domineering and yearning.

"Baby, feed me one more bite, I'm really hungry."

In the corridor outside the door.

The butler's eyelids twitched as he listened to the suppressed, coquettish sounds coming from the kitchen.

He silently turned around and waved to the chef and servants beside him.

Give commands in a very low volume that only a few people can hear.

"Get out of here, everyone stay away, don't get in the way of the master."

In the quiet kitchen.

The man's kiss was extremely aggressive, his rough hands igniting a fire along her spine.

Just when reason was about to completely collapse.

Glug glug.

A sudden, abrupt rumbling sound came from Jiang Li's flat abdomen.

The beautiful surrounding air deflated in an instant, like a punctured balloon.

Jiang Li blushed deeply, her toes curling up in embarrassment on the counter.

I wish I could dig a hole and bury myself alive.

Shen Yan's movements abruptly stopped.

He raised his head, forehead to forehead, a low, husky laugh escaping his throat.

His broad, muscular chest pressed against her, and the vibrations were particularly noticeable.

Are you hungry?

His rough fingertips pinched her soft cheeks as punishment.

Jiang Li pursed her red lips with a wronged expression, her watery eyes glaring at him accusingly.

"I've been exhausted since last night, do you think I'm hungry?"

Her voice was soft and sweet, sounding like she was being coquettish.

Shen Yan's heart softened completely.

He withdrew his large hand from under her nightgown and straightened the ruffled hem of her dress.

Then, he grabbed her slender waist with both hands, lifted her off the counter, and placed her on the bar stool next to him.

"Sit still, you'll be eating soon."

The man turned around, picked up the chef's knife again, and began to process the fresh ingredients on the cutting board.

The black apron tied around his waist accentuated his narrow, muscular waist and pert hips.

The gluttonous girl, Jiang Li, rested her chin on her hand, her gaze fixed intently on the muscle lines on his back.

[System, this man's physique is absolutely top-notch.]

She was frantically drooling in her consciousness.

[He's a cold-faced devil in a suit, a male model when shirtless, and now, with an apron on, he transforms into a top-tier husband. This is definitely a win-win situation.]

The black and white cat had somehow gotten up and was lying on the edge of the kitchen counter, its tail leisurely swishing back and forth.

[Baby, stop looking at me with such a worthless gaze.]

With that predatory look on your face, anyone who didn't know better would think you were going to devour him whole.

In less than half an hour, three dishes and a soup were served on the table.

Sweet and sour pork ribs are bright red, and steamed sea bass has a fresh and fragrant aroma.

Jiang Li turned into a rice-eating machine, burying her head in her food.

Shen Yan rested his chin on one hand and watched her eat intently.

His dark eyes were filled with unyielding indulgence and doting affection.

He extended his long, slender fingers and naturally wiped away the sweet and sour sauce from her lips.

Then he casually put the sauce-covered finger into his mouth.

.......

The man's movements were both erotic and natural.

Jiang Li swallowed the rice in her mouth, and her cheeks began to burn again.

"What are you doing? That's my saliva, it's so dirty."

Shen Yan chuckled, his tall body leaning forward, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression.

"What part of your body haven't I eaten?"

He lowered his voice, his magnetic, husky tone like a hook, drilling straight into her ear.

"Last night you... were much sweeter than this sauce."

"Am I not all of them either..."

With a loud bang.

Jiang Li's face turned bright red all the way to the roots of her neck, and even the tips of her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

This old man usually acts like he's unapproachable in public, so how come he can utter such vulgar language so smoothly in private?

"Shut up! Don't say another word!"

She hurriedly picked up a piece of pork rib and stuffed it into the man's mouth, trying to shut him up from his outspokenness.

Shen Yan bit into the rib, her eyes growing increasingly unfathomable.

Eat more.

His gaze swept over her slender waist.

"You burn a lot of energy at night, so if you don't eat enough, how can you withstand my torment?"

Jiang Li wanted to cry but had no tears.

Is this punishment punishing him, or punishing himself?