Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

"My company officially went public today."

Zhou Chiye played with Jiang Li's slender fingers, pinching them one by one and kissing them.

"The stock opened at its daily limit and closed with a market value exceeding 100 million yuan."

My 15% stake, which I held as a "dry stock," is now worth at least tens of millions.

He turned his head, his dark pupils filled with undisguised possessiveness and obsession.

"From now on, all the annual dividends will be deposited into my sister's account."

My sister can buy whatever she wants and go wherever she wants.

Jiang Li was stunned by the sudden astronomical figure.

My mind is filled with thoughts of tens of millions.

She thought she was a rich woman because she had earned two million.

Unexpectedly, this little golden retriever who always sticks to her and calls her "sister" is actually a multi-millionaire.

Jiang Li looked at the handsome, sharp, and youthful face in front of her.

This is the God of Wealth personally delivering money to your door.

Overjoyed, she wrapped her arms around Zhou Chiye's neck and leaned in close.

She gave him a big kiss on the chin with her rosy, full lips.

"Here's a reward for how well you've behaved!"

Just as she was about to step back, Zhou Chiye's large hand grabbed the back of her head.

The boy's eyes changed.

The facade of meekness and pitifulness crumbles, revealing a highly aggressive true nature.

"The reward from my sister is barely enough to fill a tooth gap."

He turned his head and kissed her, forcefully sealing her lips with his own.

The cool minty scent, mixed with the boy's unique body temperature, forcefully entered the territory of ginger and pear.

His tongue plunged deep inside, hooking and passionately entwining with hers.

Jiang Li felt weak all over from his kisses, and even broke out in a thin layer of sweat on her back.

Her delicate and supple body made her extremely sensitive to touch. Every line on Zhou Chiye's fingertips and every caress was magnified three times under the dual sensory amplification.

She was like a piece of candy that was about to melt, and could only helplessly cling to the boy's broad, straight shoulders.

A soft, sweet hum involuntarily escaped his throat; for the energetic nineteen-year-old, this sound was the most potent catalyst.

The fire in Zhou Chiye's eyes burned brighter and brighter, and the beauty mark at the corner of his eye was tinged with a dangerous red hue.

He held her soft waist with one hand, and slid the other hand up her slender calves.

Fingertips, burning hot, brushed past the back of her knees and slipped directly under the hem of her silk nightgown.

Jiang Li gasped and tried to dodge, but he held her firmly in his arms.

"My sister is so soft."

He murmured indistinctly, greedily savoring the pear blossom milk fragrance between her lips and tongue.

He supported her hips with one arm, holding her like that, and stood up directly from the carpet.

Jiang Li's feet were off the ground, and she instinctively used her legs to clamp around his tight, narrow waist, and her arms to climb onto his shoulders.

The boy's body temperature was alarmingly high, his burning muscles pressed against her through the thin fabric.

He kissed her forcefully as he strode towards the bedroom.

Jiang Li was jolted so much that her breathing became disordered, and her mind was a complete mess.

She finally managed to turn her head away, dodging his forceful plunder, and gasped for breath.

She reached out and pushed against his hard chest, her cheeks flushed and her voice soft.

"Ono, stop fooling around, put me down in broad daylight."

Zhou Chiye's Adam's apple bobbed, and he let out a low, hoarse chuckle.

Instead of letting go, he lifted her up and lowered his head to rub her lips against his again.

"What happened during the day?"

His voice was thick and hoarse.

"During the day, I'm my older sister's good boy/girl, and I can be affectionate with her."

"You call this being coquettish?"

"Um."

He bit her collarbone.

"Extremely cutesy behavior."

Jiang Li was amused by his antics and punched his shoulder.

"rogue."

"I'm only a scoundrel to my older sister."

[Honey, what he meant by "extremely affectionate" is...]

No translation needed, thank you!

Zhou Chiye carried her and they had just reached the center of the living room.

"Click".

Suddenly, the crisp sound of a key turning in a lock came from the doorway.

Jiang Li's blood froze instantly.

Her eyes widened, and she tried to push Zhou Chiye's face away.

But it was too late.

The door was pushed open.

Zhou Yanchuan held the keys in his hand, with Xu Qingyu following behind him.

The two of them still had smiles on their faces.

Then, the smile froze.

Zhou Yanchuan's face turned deathly pale instantly, his eyes fixed on the two people in the center of the living room.

The scene before him shattered all his preconceived notions.

He was a dutiful and obedient son who never dared to speak loudly.

She was wearing a nightgown and her hands were on her brother's waist.

And his unruly, arrogant younger brother.

He was shirtless.

His large hand brazenly rested under her nightgown.

Xu Qingyu stood outside the door, stunned, looking at the two people inside with complicated emotions.

Zhou Yanchuan's gaze shifted from Jiang Li to Zhou Chiye.

"What are you doing?"

He roared angrily, his chest heaving violently.

Jiang Li was terrified.

She instinctively tried to jump off Zhou Chiye, but her legs were too weak to support her.

It’s over.

This is the wedding house that Zhou Yanchuan bought.

Zhou Yanchuan returned with the person he truly loved, only to find her being intimate with Zhou Chiye.

This battlefield is just too brutal!

[Honey, that was so exciting! It was so thrilling! I've already turned on the recording function!]

The system was so excited in its mind that it kept rubbing its hands together.

Jiang Li screamed inwardly: [You're still in the mood to watch the show! Quickly help me think of a way to end this!]

Zhou Chiye, on the other hand, appeared quite composed.

He only released her lips, but his hands did not.

Instead, he pressed Jiang Li's head into his chest, rested his chin on the top of her head, and stroked her back soothingly with one hand.

He also pulled her slightly rolled-up silk nightgown down a bit to cover her fair thighs.

Then he turned around and faced Zhou Yanchuan.

"Brother, keep your voice down."

His voice turned cold, a stark contrast to the coquettish tone he had used when he was clinging to Jiang Li's ear.

You scared her.

Zhou Yanchuan was stunned.

Looking at the scene before him, he felt a sense of absurdity.

This is his younger brother whom he watched grow up.

She has been cheerful and sensible since childhood, and I have never argued with her.

Now, however, he's shirtless, embracing his nominal...

Not only did it show no remorse, it also adopted the posture of a vicious wolf guarding its food.

Zhou Yanchuan felt a surge of anger rising in his chest, and in his fury, he laughed instead.

"Don't you two think you owe me an explanation?"

Jiang Li buried her face in Zhou Chiye's chest, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to explode.

[Help! System! I'm going to die! This is too much of a battleground!]

Jiang Li was screaming internally.

[Honey! Don't panic! Your little wolf dog has already switched to wife-protecting mode!]

How could I not panic! This is his own brother!

Don't worry, you've seen how powerful this young man is. Let him hold the line for now, and you just play the pitiful little white flower!

Sensing the fear in the girl's arms, Zhou Chiye lowered his head, completely ignoring Zhou Yanchuan's murderous glare.

Under everyone's gaze, he gently patted Jiang Li's head.

"Don't be afraid, sister."

His voice was as gentle as if he were coaxing a child.

"Leave it to me."

Then, in front of Zhou Yanchuan, he lowered his head and kissed Jiang Li's forehead.

This action was performed with confidence and naturalness.

It felt like I'd done it countless times.

Zhou Yanchuan clenched his fists.

Xu Qingyu stood at the door, his gaze sweeping over the two of them with a complex expression.

After comforting the person in his arms, Zhou Chiye turned around.

He raised his eyelids and looked at Zhou Yanchuan, who was standing at the door, trembling with anger.

The dog's eyes, which were usually bright and always smiling, now held no trace of its usual obedient pretense.

His dark pupils were filled with indifference, arrogance, and an intense predatory desire.

"It's just like what you see."

Jiang Li and I are in love, and we hope you can give us your blessing.

He looked directly into Zhou Yanchuan's eyes, his tone so frank it was almost arrogant.