Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

Zhou Chiye's gaze never left Jiang Li.

"I'm in a hurry to be with her."

The teammates booed loudly, then burst into knowing, snickering laughter.

"Alright, alright, we won't bother you two anymore, we're out of here!"

The teammates left arm in arm.

The audience had mostly dispersed.

Zhou Chiye stood in front of Jiang Li like a child begging for candy.

"Sister, I won."

Jiang Li used a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead and neck.

"Well played."

Zhou Chiye took her hand holding the tissue and pressed it against his burning cheek.

The boy's body temperature was alarmingly high after exercising.

Jiang Li's palms were covered in a thin layer of sweat.

"What about the reward?"

He asked in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse.

"We'll talk about it when we get back!"

Jiang Li pulled her hand back and glared at him.

"Going back will take too long."

Without saying a word, Zhou Chiye took her hand and led her deeper into the passage.

"Where are you taking me?"

"locker room."

He pushed open the door to the players' locker room.

The room was empty, with only rows of tall metal cabinets remaining.

He pulled Jiang Li inside and locked the door behind him.

The click of the lock clicking shut was particularly clear in the empty room.

The lights were off, with only a few rays of light filtering in through the high-rise ventilation window.

Zhou Chiye pinned Jiang Li against the metal cabinet, his tall frame pressing down on her completely.

She was completely enveloped by extremely aggressive hormones.

"elder sister."

He cupped her face in the darkness, his voice filled with undisguised greed.

"I'm going to claim my reward now."

Jiang Li took half a step back, her back bumping into the storage cabinet.

"This is the locker room."

"Yes, I know."

"What if someone comes..."

"Won't."

Zhou Chiye took a step forward, trapping her between the locker and his body.

"They all went to celebrate."

He smelled strongly of mint and sweat, exuding the hormonal energy unique to young men.

"My sister was in the audience just now."

He lowered his head, his nose almost touching hers.

"Have you been watching me the whole time?"

Jiang Li's eyelashes trembled.

She wanted to say no.

But Zhou Chiye's eyes were too close, so close that she could see her own reflection in his pupils.

"...I saw it."

Her voice was very soft, almost drowned out by the buzzing air conditioner in the changing room.

Zhou Chiye's Adam's apple bobbed.

He didn't kiss her right away.

Instead, he stared at her for two seconds, then slowly curved his eyes into a smile.

The beauty mark under her eye moved slightly upwards with her smile, a blend of youthful charm and a sense of danger.

"What did you look at?"

"...play ball."

"Just watching the game?"

He placed one hand on the locker next to her ear, and the metal made a soft clanging sound.

Jiang Li's escape route was completely blocked.

Don't push your luck.

She raised her hand and pressed it against his chest.

Upon touching it, it was scalding hot; even through my soaked vest, my heart was pounding like crazy.

I don't know if it's his or hers.

"elder sister."

Zhou Chiye suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered.

"I just scored seven goals."

"Each one is for you."

Jiang Li's fingers clenched tightly around the fabric of his shirt.

That madman.

Who taught him to speak?

"So what's the reward?"

The boy's nose brushed down her cheekbone, his lips grazed her cheek, and stopped near the corner of her mouth.

Just one centimeter off, that's all.

He stopped moving.

[Honey! He's waiting for you to take the initiative!]

The system exploded in my head.

This tactic is brilliant! She pretends to be cute but is actually trying to hook him!

Shut up and let me have some peace and quiet.

[Why are you so quiet? Kiss him! Seven balls! Even working people would want a bonus after seeing this!]

Jiang Li's face was burning hot, almost bleeding.

Zhou Chiye maintained a distance of about one centimeter, his breath brushing against the corner of her lips.

His patience was exceptionally good, as if he was certain she would come closer to him on her own.

Jiang Li closed her eyes and quickly leaned forward.

The moment their lips touched, she wanted to pull away.

Zhou Chiye didn't give her that chance.

He held the back of her head, turning that fleeting touch into a long, deep kiss.

The locker made a dull thud when it was bumped.

The metal door was cold, but his body was burning hot.

The combination of hot and cold leaves the ginger and pear trapped in the middle, with nowhere to escape.

He kissed her fiercely and greedily.

It's as if all the annoyance of being called by name and surrounded by girls wanting to take photos on the court has been transformed into this moment of possession.

Jiang Li felt breathless from the kiss and patted his shoulder.

Zhou Chiye released her, his forehead pressed against hers, laughing as he breathed heavily.

"My sister's reward."

"I received it."

His eyes were full of satiated desire, like a wolf with its prey in its mouth.

Jiang Li pushed his face away: "You're all sweaty, go take a shower."

"There's a shower here."

Zhou Chiye gestured with his chin toward the depths of the locker room.

"Sister, can you scrub my back?"

"dream."

No sooner had Jiang Li finished speaking than Zhou Chiye pressed up to her from behind.

He was like a freshly baked oven, still warm from exercise and smelling of minty sweat.

The boy's chin rested in the crook of her shoulder, and the tip of his nose brushed against her earlobe.

"elder sister."

His voice was soft and sticky, with the last syllable drawn out.

"I just finished a match and I'm covered in sweat. Don't you mind, sister?"

"If you don't like it, then you'd better go wash it yourself."

Jiang Li took a step to the side.

"But I'm scared."

Zhou Chiye bent over, his whole body looming over her head, like a large, affectionate dog trapping its owner in its arms.

Jiang Li almost couldn't hold back her emotions.

The tall guy, standing at 1.95 meters, was like a cheetah on the court, completely overwhelming his opponent, but now he's telling her he's scared.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm worried that if someone comes in while my sister is out alone."

As Zhou Chiye spoke, he tightened his arms around her and pulled her closer to him.

"It's safer to stay together."

"Zhou Chiye, wake up! This is the gymnasium locker room."

Jiang Li reached out and pried his arm off.

"I know."

There should be other people next door.

Jiang Li lowered her voice and gestured towards the next room.

Just then, footsteps and voices came from next door.

"Damn, we lost terribly today."

"Zhou Chiye is playing way too aggressively, showing absolutely no mercy. Is he treating this like an individual match?"

"That speed was like that of a mad dog."

The changing room next door is separated from this one by only one wall.

The voices of those people could be heard clearly; even the sound of their shoes stepping on the floor could be heard.

"Did you hear that?"

Jiang Li slapped his arm hard.

"There's someone next door! Let me go!"

Zhou Chiye laughed.

Instead of letting go, he pulled her even tighter into his arms.

A fire burned in his dark eyes—a fire of extreme excitement mixed with a vicious possessiveness.

"I heard you."

He whispered in her ear, his voice low and filled with grievance.

"They all say I'm fierce, but I'm actually very well-behaved and only kind to my older sister."

As he spoke, he shielded Jiang Li's head with one hand and lowered his head to kiss her.

The kisses were light and soft, like soothing a cat with its fur standing on end.

His lips brushed against the tip of her nose, then landed on the corner of her mouth, and finally covered her lips.

“Hmm… well…”

Jiang Li struggled to push against his chest, but his other hand had already slipped under her clothes.

With fingertips, she deftly unfastened the metal clasp by tracing her spine upwards.

Click.

A soft sound.

Jiang Li's eyes widened, and she bit his lower lip hard.

"Zhou Chiye!"

"Shhh."

He smiled, his lower lip still bitten.

"Sister, keep your voice down, the neighbors can hear you."

"Then why..."