Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chenyan relaxed his tense body.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his hot breath spraying onto her skin.

After a few seconds, the man's breathing gradually became long and even.

He fell asleep again.

But his arms remained tightly wrapped around her waist, as if afraid she would run away.

Jiang Li froze in his arms, not daring to move.

[Tongzi, is it normal for him to be like this?]

[It's normal to experience confusion and disorientation after a high fever combined with physical exhaustion.]

Jiang Li bit her lip.

Forget it.

It's his fault for being sick.

She resignedly nestled in his arms and closed her eyes.

Anyway, it was quite comfortable in his arms.

The body temperature was just right, the heartbeat was hypnotic, and there was a faint scent of fir and ebony.

Let's just pretend it's... keeping him company while he takes a nap.

Ten minutes later.

Cen Zhou returned carrying an exquisite tray.

The tray held a carton of milk with a straw, along with two flaky croissants.

They even thoughtfully included a damp towel.

As for the two people on the bed, he was already able to ignore them without even glancing at them.

Jiang Li turned to the side and stretched out her left hand with difficulty.

She tried to reach the food on the tray, but it was just a little too far, so she had to lean outwards with all her might.

After just a couple of movements, their waists, which were pressed tightly together, were pulled apart.

The man's brows furrowed immediately.

The arm across her lower back revealed the hard, muscular outline of it.

He was incredibly strong, and he pulled hard into his own arms.

"Ouch! Gently, gently, my back is going to break!"

Jiang Li cried out in pain as she was being strangled, and she quickly stopped.

With her left hand, she stroked the man's back, gently running her fingers along the hair.

She softened her voice to coax him:

"I'm not leaving. I'll just grab something to eat and eat it right next to you, okay?"

The man, who was unconscious, was breathing heavily, and the domineering force had actually dissipated somewhat.

But the man's hand remained firmly clasped around her waist.

They are in a state of high alert, completely on guard against their prey escaping.

Jiang Li finally grabbed the croissant.

Her stomach was growling with hunger, so she opened her mouth and took a big bite without any hesitation.

The rich aroma of butter mixed with the scent of wheat spreads throughout the mouth.

The bread crust, baked to an extremely crispy state, crumbles into fine crumbs under the pressure of your teeth.

Golden bread crumbs fell down in a soft patter.

The man was wearing an expensive, subtly patterned black silk shirt.

Two buttons were undone at the collar, revealing a small patch of his muscular chest.

Now, the black silk fabric is covered with greasy bread crumbs.

Honey, I have a bad feeling about this.

The cow cat crouched in my mind, its long tail swishing, its whiskers twitching as it stared at the bread crumbs.

[If this man opened his eyes now and found you showering him with breadcrumbs.]

The calico cat's tone was full of anticipation, as if it were watching a good show.

Given his severe mysophobia, I reckon he'd grab you by the back of your collar and throw you off the balcony into international waters to feed the sharks.

Jiang Li stopped chewing her bread.

She lowered her head, her gaze sweeping over the man's soiled chest.

Against the backdrop of the black shirt, the crumbs were extremely conspicuous.

If he wakes up and sees this scene...

Jiang Li swallowed hard, holding the remaining half of the croissant in her left hand.

Eating it is not an option, nor is putting it down.

"Tongzi, do you think I can clean him properly if I use a wet wipe now?"

Jiang Li asked in her mind.

Don't bother.

The black and white cat licked its paws.

Silk fabric gets dirtier the more you wipe it with butter.

If you act now, and he wakes up to find a huge oil stain on his clothes, his death will be even more gruesome.

"You've already eaten it, you can't just throw it up, can you?"

Jiang Li tried to bolster her courage.

Anyway, he's burning up and unconscious right now, so I'll just finish eating quickly. I can always change my clothes later.

She gritted her teeth, folded the remaining croissants, and stuffed them all into her mouth.

With its cheeks puffed out high, it chewed and swallowed quickly, like a hamster.

After finishing the bread, he turned his head and put the straw in his mouth.

I drank most of a glass of milk.

Cen Zhou stood quietly to the side.

He looked at his husband, who had very high standards when it came to clothes.

Her chest was covered in bread crumbs, yet she was still holding onto the perpetrator so tightly.

Cen Zhou pushed up his glasses.

Could this be considered a case of one thing subduing another, with the gentleman abstaining from women for thirty-one years?

With this move, even his vital points were exposed.

Even with her younger sister, this clinginess is excessive.

The IV drip was almost empty, and Cen Zhou pressed the communicator.

A nurse walked in and gently applied the anti-inflammatory medication, making the entire process without making a sound.

After changing the dressing, he quietly slipped out.

After my stomach was full, drowsiness surged up again.

I've been through so much today, it's really exhausting.

Jiang Li couldn't help but yawn, her eyelids growing heavier and heavier.

She was now being held tightly in someone's arms, the man's high body temperature continuously radiating through the thin fabric.

This heat isn't unpleasant; on the contrary, it carries a sense of security that can drown you.

His steady, powerful heartbeat resonated right next to her eardrums.

One beat at a time, very rhythmic.

This is truly a high-end soothing doll with heating function and heartbeat white noise.

Jiang Li moved her neck to find a comfortable angle.

Pressing my cheek against the man's neck, the scent of fir and ebony mixed with a faint medicinal liquid was very hypnotic.

"Assistant Cen." Her eyelids were drooping, and her voice was sticky.

"I'm so sleepy, I'll sleep a little longer."

"Brother, wake me up if anything happens here."

Cen Zhou stood a few steps away.

His gaze first swept over the boss's ruined custom-made shirt.

Then the light fell on the face of the girl who was sleeping soundly, using her boss as a mattress.

Assistant Cen's smile became very lively.

"Okay, Miss Li, please rest assured."

The medical team is on standby outside; I'll handle anything that comes up.

The last sounds of conversation in the room faded away, leaving only the faint hum of the instruments.

The medicine began to take effect.

Jiang Chenyan's burning body temperature slowly dropped, but his arms around Jiang Li did not loosen even a millimeter.

Instead, because his body temperature dropped, he instinctively sought out a heat source.

The tall figure moved closer to Jiang Li again.

His cheek was pressed against the girl's soft hair, and the scent of pear blossoms became the best tranquilizer.

Jiang Li nestled against the man's broad chest and fell into a deep sleep.

The sweet fragrance enveloped the two people who were entangled together.

The images in my dreams are bizarre and fantastical.

At first, it was all white.

Soon, the outline of the scene appeared.

It has been transformed into an underground shooting range with a cold, hard metallic feel.

The air was filled with the distinctive smell of burning gunpowder.

Someone was standing behind her, their tall body pressed against her back.

His broad chest was like an unshakeable wall.

The man stretched out his long, strong arm, grasped her hands with his large hand, and guided her fingers to press down on the hard metal trigger.

The enormous recoil force traveled backward along the arm.

The man's deep, husky voice was close to her ear.

The man's breath was hot, and his tone sounded fierce, yet it conveyed a sense of indulgence, as if he were entrusting everything to her.