Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

The cow cat in the void was leisurely licking its paws, too lazy to even lift its eyelids.

[Baby, don't worry about anything.]

The head of the East Asia Consortium booked out the entire venue; not even a fly could get within a 500-meter radius, so there was no one else around.

Your loser boyfriend already ran off with that scheming junior from elementary school, taking the compensation vouchers with him.

Hearing the system's repeated assurances, his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

Shen Yan noticed her change and looked down at her.

"Do you believe me now?"

"Um."

Jiang Li didn't want to admit that she had just been verifying something with the system, so she could only keep her face buried.

"She's timid, yet she dared to come and watch a movie with him."

Why is this topic back again?

Jiang Li was a little overwhelmed.

She whispered, "I'm already like this, are you still going to bring up the past?"

Shen Yan stopped and looked down. His jawline was taut and clear, and his cold eyes held an unyielding possessiveness.

"Old grudges?"

Jiang Li wisely changed her tune: "It's not an old grudge, I misspoke."

Shen Yan didn't press her any further.

Even when no one was around, this absurd behavior in public still made her scalp tingle.

Unfortunately, this man also had a very wicked sense of humor.

Shen Yan carried her out of the screening room, his large, warm hands supporting her slender waist.

I strolled leisurely down the long, empty cinema corridor.

The combination of her delicate and supple body with enhanced sensory abilities became, at this moment, the most deadly curse.

************

She bit her red lips hard, suppressing her soft, shallow breaths.

The cold light from the ceiling shone on the man's deep-set face, making his jawline appear as sharp as a knife.

His long, powerful legs, encased in trousers, moved with remarkable stability with every step.

******calm and composed*****.

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The dark red carpet absorbed everything.

This damn suit-wearing thug has incredible stamina, like a tireless beast.

Jiang Li leaned against those firm chest muscles, cursing them inwardly through gritted teeth.

She felt the intense hormones emanating from the man.

Those abs were as hard as iron; they were making my back ache.

The system immediately switched to taunt mode.

Come on, you're practically drooling over their haute couture shirt.

I wonder who was it that was so excited they were crying tears of joy, with both senses fully activated.

That top-tier sensuality from that guy is way beyond what a little girl like you could resist.

Jiang Li wasn't annoyed at being exposed; instead, she simply gave up and rubbed her cheek against the expensive fabric that smelled of fir.

Consider it a free top-notch service.

The two walked through the long corridor and arrived at an elevator reserved for high-rise buildings.

The elevator doors opened automatically, revealing two blurry figures reflected on the metal wall.

Jiang Li glanced up and her face flushed again.

The man held her in the middle, his trench coat covering her completely, but the posture looked far too intimate.

She couldn't help but reach out to block the glare from inside the elevator.

Shen Yan watched her subtle movements, and the emotion in his eyes darkened.

"Afraid to see?"

Jiang Li muttered, "I don't want to see it."

"Weren't you quite observant just now?"

Jiang Li choked.

Why is he still holding a grudge?

Honey, men have great memories at times like these, especially when you glance at his abs.

That was academic appreciation.

[Yes, high-end academic content for adults.]

Jiang Li decided to unilaterally cut off communication with the system.

The elevator descended.

Inside the enclosed, cramped metal car, all the senses are amplified many times over.

Shen Yan originally just wanted to take advantage of this long journey to properly punish this little liar who still dared to pretend to be another man in her heart.

But he underestimated the destructive power of that sweet, milky pear blossom aroma.

They underestimated *******.

As the elevator **********,

*******.

His pride in rationality and self-control proved utterly fragile in the face of her soft, warm body.

The originally leisurely pace completely changed the moment they stepped out of the elevator and into the underground parking garage.

In the empty and dimly lit underground parking garage, only the occasional low rumble of vehicle engines could be heard.

Shen Yan's breathing gradually became heavy and rough, and he unconsciously increased the pressure on his large, rounded hands.

He strode quickly toward the black stretch Lincoln parked in its designated spot.

The tall and upright assistant was standing guard by the car door. Seeing Mr. Shen approach,

He kept his eyes down and his mind focused, deftly opening the heavy rear door.

As a trusted confidant who has been by Shen Yan's side for many years, the special assistant is extremely familiar with his master Shen's severe mysophobia and the fact that strangers should not approach him.

He wouldn't even touch the hem of someone else's clothes, let alone hug a woman.

But now, that once unapproachable ruler is holding a woman wrapped in a trench coat in his arms.

Even their intertwined posture revealed an undisguised possessiveness.

The assistant immediately lowered his head and tightly closed his eyes, not daring to look at him again.

Having served Master Shen for many years, he knew better than anyone the truth that the more you know, the faster you die.

If Master Shen, this iron tree that never blooms, were to set his mind on something, then this woman would definitely possess extraordinary methods and influence.

"drive."

A deep, husky voice emanated from inside the carriage, carrying the absolute authority of a superior.

The assistant quickly closed the car door and nimbly climbed into the driver's seat.

As the engine started smoothly, he shrewdly pressed a control button.

A thick, soundproof, black bulletproof shield slowly rose up.

The driver's cab is completely separated from the spacious and luxurious rear seats.

A melodious and gentle in-vehicle symphony then flowed through the carriage.

The volume was deliberately turned up a few degrees, just enough to cover up any noises that shouldn't be heard.

With the partition fully closed, the spacious back seat became an extremely private little world.

Lincoln cars have excellent shock absorption, and you can hardly feel any bumps.

Jiang Li felt the enclosed and safe environment around her, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A wave of fatigue, with aching back and weak legs, washed over me.

She braced her hands against his hot, firm chest, trying to end this extremely shameful posture.

"Mr. Shen, you can let me go now."

Her voice was soft and weak, carrying the sweetness of someone who had just experienced a storm.

However, before she could straighten her slender waist...

Those large, iron-like hands gripped her lower back and pressed her down without any mercy.

Completely unprepared, Jiang Li let out a soft cry.

********.

"Who gave you permission to leave?"

A storm was raging in the man's deep, dark eyes.

His long, strong fingers parted the hem of the trench coat that was obscuring her eyes, and his large hand swiftly gripped her slender, delicate neck.

Inside this mobile fortress, completely devoid of sunlight and perfectly masked by music,

This lurking beast has finally torn off its mask of pretense.