Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

Since the night of complete confession,

Zhou Chiye poured all the capital and resources he could mobilize into the Institute of Life Sciences without reservation.

He didn't care about fame or fortune; he only had one goal.

I want to spend as many years as I can with her in my limited lifespan.

Time flows on, and years wait for no one, but it makes an exception for Jiang Li.

Gene optimization agents have been iterated to the fourth generation.

Inside the top-floor office of the research institute, data charts danced on a giant screen.

The director kept his head down, barely daring to breathe, and carefully gave his report.

"Madam, the fourth-generation potion can currently stably extend lifespan by ten years and improve overall bodily functions by thirty percent."

However, further breakthroughs encountered obstacles; the cells of the experimental subjects exhibited irreversible rejection reactions, which represented the physical limit.

Jiang Li stared at the data on the screen.

She remained silent.

The system lay quietly on her shoulder, its tail swishing listlessly.

Baby, don't be sad.

Science has its limits; being able to defy fate and gain another ten years is already the limit.

Adding the twenty years of lifespan compensation from the main system, you can live to be at least over a hundred years old.

The mechanical sound of the system rarely revealed a hint of warmth.

The office door was pushed open, and the sound of leather shoes on the floor was steady and powerful.

The director, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, bowed and quickly withdrew.

A hot chest pressed against me from behind.

The man's strong arms went straight under her ribs, trapping her tightly in his embrace.

At fifty-seven, Zhou Chiye's bone structure had fully matured, and time had not diminished his handsome appearance.

Instead, he exudes a chilling aura of authority that commands respect.

He wore a dark casual suit with sharp shoulder lines; his broad shoulders and narrow waist gave him an explosive look, like a black panther in his prime.

But the black panther lowered its head and obediently rested its chin in the crook of her shoulder.

"Stop looking, you'll ruin your eyes."

The man's voice was husky, with a mature, grainy quality, and exceptionally magnetic.

He nuzzled against her fair and delicate neck, greedily inhaling the sweet, milky scent of pear blossoms emanating from her.

Jiang Li turned her head and touched his cold, hard profile.

"The drug has hit a bottleneck; we can only try for ten years."

Her voice sounded muffled.

Zhou Chiye laughed without caring at all.

The beauty mark at the corner of her eye is still vibrant, but there are now a few more sexy fine lines at the corner of her eye.

He turned his head and kissed her red lips, his large hand naturally gripping her incredibly soft waist.

"That's enough, ten more years is fine."

The man's warm breath sprayed all over her cheek, sending shivers down her spine.

His body temperature was alarmingly high, radiating through the thin fabric of his clothes.

"ten years."

He whispered in her ear, his tongue wickedly tracing her earlobe, making her body go limp.

The man tightened his grip on her arm.

It was tightened up very much.

It was so tight that she could feel the outline of his knuckles digging into her flesh.

But his breathing was steady.

Like someone who had already made a decision long ago.

"Enough for me to see you for another 3,650 days."

Jiang Li's ears turned bright red, and she playfully pushed his rock-solid chest muscles.

Zhou Chiye didn't back down at all; instead, he hugged the person even tighter.

He is a powerful and ruthless business tycoon who commands respect and makes his competitors break out in a cold sweat when they see him at the negotiating table.

But in front of Jiang Li, all his sharpness would turn into gentle tenderness.

It was evening at a villa in City B.

In the entryway, a dark suit jacket was casually tossed on the sofa.

Zhou Chiye naturally leaned over Jiang Li from behind, his rough, large hands gripping her waist.

"Baby, are you tired today? Did you miss me?"

He buried his head in the back of her neck, like a large dog begging for a bone, completely without the airs of a business tycoon.

But the man's lingering tone was exactly the same as when he was nineteen and rushed into the house after playing basketball, shouting "Sister, I'm home!"

Jiang Li's heart softened. She turned around and reached out to pinch the bridge of his nose.

I miss you.

Her voice was soft and delicate, with a rising tone at the end.

Zhou Chiye then took her finger into his mouth.

A dangerous undercurrent surged in his dark eyes, and his tongue darted restlessly around.

Jiang Li was so aroused by his teasing that she couldn't breathe. She pulled her finger away and patted him with a blush.

"Go change your clothes and come shopping with me."

Zhou Chiye chuckled softly, then scooped her up in his arms and strode toward the master bedroom.

"Collect some interest before you go shopping."

For the next two hours, Jiang Li was forced to experience firsthand what it means to be vigorous despite old age.

Because of the effect of the "delicate and flexible body" skill, the two people expend a great deal of energy when they have intimate contact.

By the end, Jiang Li was so hungry that her stomach was practically sticking to her back.

Zhou Chiye, shirtless and wearing only a pair of pajamas, went to the kitchen and brought her seafood noodles.

Jiang Li sat alone on the big bed and slurped down all three bowls of noodles, leaving not a drop of soup.

Zhou Chiye leaned against the headboard, watching her eat until her cheeks were bulging, his eyes full of doting smiles.

He loved seeing her eat well and sleep soundly.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

He walked over, took a tissue, and wiped the soup from her lips.

"It's all your fault."

Jiang Li glared at him, annoyed.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault."

Zhou Chiye leaned over and got another kiss that smelled of seafood.

Three hours later, at the most bustling high-end shopping mall in the city center.

Jiang Li wore a light blue, fitted floral dress that accentuated her slender waist.

She linked arms with Zhou Chiye as they walked among the luxury brand counters.

Zhou Chiye changed into a crisp black shirt, leaving the top two buttons undone at the collar.

The charm and hormones of a mature man were on full display in him, attracting the attention of many passersby.

The two entered a high-end women's clothing store.

A young sales assistant approached, her gaze lingering on Zhou Chiye's strikingly handsome face for a few seconds before she immediately flashed a professional smile.

"Sir, are you here shopping with your daughter?"

We've just received our latest collection of girly dresses, which would be perfect for your daughter's style.

The air suddenly went silent after the sales assistant said that.

The smile on Zhou Chiye's face froze completely, and the temperature in his eyes plummeted.

Jiang Li's mind went blank.

The system was laughing so hard it was rolling on the floor inside the sea of ​​consciousness.

[Help! This is hilarious! Jay Chou, the mighty Jay Chou, has been mistaken for someone's dad!]

Jiang Li covered her mouth, trying her best to suppress her laughter, her shoulders trembling.

She looks too young now, and standing next to Zhou Chiye, who has a mature and aloof demeanor, it is indeed easy to cause misunderstandings.

Zhou Chiye didn't speak; he released Jiang Li's arm.

His tall frame encircled her completely in his arms, his large hand forcefully gripping her delicate chin, forcing her to raise her head.

Under the sales assistant's stunned gaze, the man lowered his head without hesitation and bit her full lips hard.

His kiss was intense, carrying a sense of punishment and a strong possessiveness.

Rough fingertips caressed her sensitive nape, forcing Jiang Li to swallow a soft moan.

After a long while, he finally released her.

Jiang Li was panting, her eyes flushed with passion, and her lips were a luscious, red.

Zhou Chiye turned to look at the sales assistant with a cold face, his voice so cold it could shatter ice.

"Look closely, this is my wife."

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(A preview of the brother's photo from the fourth world)