Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

Jiang Li's ears were burning hot, so she pushed his face away.

Don't give me that.

Zhou Chiye laughed and picked her up in his arms, carrying her towards the bedroom.

"Sister, I've been acting all day, I'm so tired."

"You're tired, yet you're still carrying me?"

"Carrying my sister isn't tiring."

He looked down at her, his eyes crinkling with a smile.

"Hugging my sister is like recharging."

Jiang Li was thrown onto the bed by him. Before she could even turn over, he had already covered her with his entire body.

It is extremely oppressive, yet it also exudes a captivating sense of security.

The minty flavor is overwhelming.

"So, what's your next step? How do you plan to let them 'find' you?"

Jiang Li reached out and blocked his face, which was getting closer and closer.

Zhou Chiye bit her fingertip that was pressed against his lips and said indistinctly:

"These things take time."

Zhou Chiye's fingers slid up the hem of her nightgown, his fingertips burning hot.

Jiang Li's delicate and supple nature makes her exceptionally sensitive to touch. With her dual sensory amplification activated, the air is filled with crackling, ambiguous sparks.

"elder sister."

His voice was completely hoarse, burning with suppressed emotion.

"I put on such a hard show in front of my parents just now, and I even cried."

Aren't you going to reward me at all?

Jiang Li blushed and pushed him away: "That's called lying, what kind of hard work is that?"

"I don't care."

Like a child begging for candy, he buried his head in her collar, saying, "Anyway, I've been wronged, so I need my older sister to comfort me."

Jiang Li felt a tingling sensation as he rubbed against her; the delicate and supple body granted by the system made her unable to exert any strength.

"So what kind of reward do you want?"

Her voice was as soft as water.

The fire in Zhou Chiye's eyes burned even brighter.

"I want you."

Without hesitation, he leaned down and pressed down, his large hand gripping the back of her head, his thin lips precisely capturing her breath.

She was completely enveloped by the hormones of a twenty-year-old man.

Jiang Li's last vestiges of clarity were also turned into a complete mess.

Forget it.

Since we don't need to have children, let him do whatever he wants.

[Honey, your face is beaming with joy!]

The system's electronic voice carried a hint of disappointment and frustration.

Could you please be a little more reserved?

What is modesty? Is it delicious?

Jiang Li retorted in her mind with righteous indignation.

It would be a waste not to sleep with such a handsome and gorgeous guy.

The lights in the apartment stayed on until the wee hours of the morning.

Zhou Chiye demonstrated to Jiang Li through his actions how absurd the medical examination report was.

After several days of madness, Jiang Li deeply understood what it meant to reap what you sow.

Zhou Chiye has completely let loose.

He used to be more restrained because he was worried about being pressured by his family to get married.

Now, he has personally removed the mountain that was hanging over his head.

He was like a wild horse, constantly unleashing his boundless energy.

In the morning, Jiang Li was frying an egg in the kitchen when he insisted on hugging her from behind, burying his face in her shoulder and acting coquettishly.

"Sister, let me tie your apron for you."

Then, as I was tying it on, the apron fell to the ground.

At noon, Jiang Li was watching the stock market on the sofa when he brought over some cut fruit and squeezed into the beanbag chair.

"Sister, these grapes are so sweet, you should try some."

He fed the grapes to him with his mouth.

The juice dripped down his lips and into his neck, where he slowly and meticulously licked it clean.

Life went on slowly in this sweet, almost cloying atmosphere.

Over the next few months, Zhou Chiye embodied the word "unrequited love" to its very core.

Zhou's parents would fly to City B every few days to visit them.

Every time he comes, Zhou Chiye is as well-behaved as a large golden retriever.

Play ball when you're supposed to, write code when you're supposed to.

Only in scenes featuring Jiang Li does all the lines on his body become soft and relaxed.

For example, Jiang Li washes fruit in the kitchen.

Zhou Chiye was leaning against the living room door frame, chatting with his father about the school basketball team.

As we chatted, my gaze drifted and landed on that small figure.

Zhou's mother came out carrying a teacup, just in time to catch his gaze.

Zhou Chiye seemed to have been burned, quickly averting his gaze, lowering his eyes, and his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Ono? What are you looking at?"

"Zhou's mother asked."

"N-nothing."

He touched the tip of his nose, and the base of his ears turned red.

"I'll go get the plates for my sister."

He strode into the kitchen, his shoulders taut and straight.

Zhou's mother took a sip of tea, her gaze sweeping back and forth between her son's broad back and the small figure in the kitchen.

For example, when eating.

Jiang Li picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, and the sauce dripped onto her hand.

She exclaimed "Ah!" and before she could wipe herself, Zhou Chiye had already pulled out a tissue and handed it to her.

The movements were too fast and too natural.

It happened so fast that he didn't even have time to react before the tissue was in her hand.

"Thank you, Ono."

Jiang Li accepted it with a smile.

"Um."

He groaned, lowered his head to eat, and his ears turned bright red.

Mr. Zhou kept his head down and ate the whole time, completely unaware of anything.

But Zhou's mother's chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

There are just too many details like this.

So many that Jiang Li sometimes can't tell which parts are acting and which are real.

Honey, can't you tell? Was there even a second when he wasn't being genuine in front of you?

He only let his mother know a little bit about things he usually only dared to do behind closed doors.

Jiang Li rolled her eyes in her mind.

This kid has an innate ability to gauge situations.

Once, Zhou's mother made a video call, and Jiang Li answered it while sitting on the sofa in the living room.

On the screen, Zhou's mother was all smiles.

"Little Pear, have you been busy lately? Have you gotten a boyfriend yet?"

"No, Auntie, I just want to be alone and quiet right now."

Jiang Li blinked, looking incredibly obedient.

Zhou's mother exclaimed, "Oh dear!"

"How can such a good girl like you be alone?"

"Let your aunt keep an eye out for someone suitable..."

Halfway through her sentence, Zhou's mother glanced at the corner of the screen.

In that corner, Zhou Chiye sat at his desk writing code.

He wore a black sports headband and a sleeveless vest that revealed his beautiful upper arm lines. His fingers flew across the keyboard as if he hadn't heard anything.

But the moment the words "I'll keep an eye out for suitable ones for you" were uttered.

His fingers paused for a moment as he typed.

Then his fingers returned to the keyboard, and he continued typing without even looking up.

Zhou's mother's expression changed.

"Um... Little Pear, Auntie was just asking casually, aren't you in a hurry?"

Her tone suddenly softened, and after a few more casual words, she said, "You go about your business," and hung up the phone.

Jiang Li put down her phone and turned her head to look at the desk.

Zhou Chiye remained staring at the screen, the blue light of the code reflected in his dark pupils.

The corners of her mouth were slightly curved.

He knew he had been seen.

Moreover, what he wants is to be seen.

[Baby, look at the look in Zhou's mother's eyes...]

Don't worry, the seed has already been planted; all that's left is to wait for it to sprout on its own.

Jiang Li sighed.

This little wolf cub.

Days passed by like this.

However, there was one person who wasn't so easily fooled.

A week later, at a coffee shop in a business district of City B.

Zhou Yanchuan sat in a booth with two cups of coffee in front of him.

He was wearing a dark gray suit and his tie was tied meticulously.

But his hand rested on the side of the cup, his thumb rubbing back and forth irregularly.

Zhou Chiye pushed open the door and came in, wearing a black hoodie and gray sweatpants.

She stretched her long legs out to the opposite side, leaned back in her chair like a lazy big cat.

"Brother, what couldn't you say over the phone? Why did you have to come all the way to City B in person?"

He pulled over the Americano in front of him, took a sip, and did so casually.

Zhou Yanchuan stared at him for a few seconds.

"Your medical examination report."