Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

The less anyone spoke, the hotter Jiang Li felt her face become.

[System! Someone's here!]

"Honey, they're all very well-trained; they've already made themselves into the roadside greenery."

How is this any different from burying one's head in the sand?

The difference is that you won't be peeking into the green belt, but the special assistant might be writing a work summary.

Jiang Li was almost driven mad by it.

A deep kiss that lasted ten minutes, until the person in his arms went completely limp.

A captivating crimson tinge appeared at the corners of his eyes, and his chest heaved as he gasped for air.

Shen Yancai managed to step back a little distance.

The man's rough fingertips rubbed hard against her swollen, red lips.

The greed and lust in his eyes still burned fiercely.

He really wanted to carry that delicate body back to the master bedroom on the second floor.

Punish this arrogant brat properly, and see if she dares to rush people away again.

But the relentless ringing of the cell phone for the third time completely shattered this extremely romantic atmosphere.

Jiang Li immediately sat up straight, her voice still a little unsteady.

"Go quickly."

The urging is too obvious.

Shen Yan pressed the tip of his tongue against his back teeth, then leaned down and pinched her chin.

"You want me to leave that badly?"

Jiang Li blinked, feigning innocence.

"I don't want you to miss work."

"Don't pretend."

"..."

The man's deep, hoarse voice revealed an extreme restraint and forbearance.

"Go to class honestly."

The man finally released his grip and strode out of the carriage.

His tall and imposing figure stood outside the car window, exuding an undeniable aura of authority.

Jiang Li covered her burning cheeks, glaring at the cold, handsome face outside with a mixture of shame and anger.

He didn't dare look at the people around him, and just urged the people in the front row to drive.

The female bodyguard driving had both hands on the steering wheel.

I glanced in the rearview mirror at the boss standing outside the car, his eyes practically radiating murderous intent.

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and he dared not step on the gas pedal.

Shen Yan's slender fingers were slowly and methodically adjusting his slightly loose tie.

His cold, piercing gaze remained fixed on that slender figure in the carriage.

Jiang Li met his gaze through the car window.

She felt inexplicably guilty.

Shen Yan's expression darkened further when she saw how hastily she was trying to escape.

If he delayed any longer, he was afraid he would actually open the car door and get back in.

In the end, to avoid wasting time, they spoke up and allowed them to pass.

"Drive carefully, don't let her bump into anything."

Having received the pardon, the black sedan smoothly started moving and drove away from the luxurious hillside villa.

Jiang Li leaned back in her seat and let out a long sigh of relief.

The air of freedom.

【Honey, I suggest you wipe your mouth first, so your classmates don't think you just ate a strawberry before class.】

Jiang Li took out a mirror from her bag, glanced at herself, and immediately covered her face.

Only when the taillights were completely out of sight did the heat fade from the man's face.

With a gloomy face, he answered the extremely mood-ruining phone call.

Listening to the report from the other end of the receiver, he exuded a menacing aura that kept strangers at bay.

If they can't even handle this simple matter, then there's no need to keep that bunch of useless people around.

He ended the call briefly and coldly, then turned and sat in the back seat of the car his assistant had been waiting for, giving instructions.

"Go to the company."

Inside the spacious and stable Maybach, the assistant sat in the passenger seat.

While flipping through documents to report on today's mountain of events,

During a break in the report, he glanced anxiously at his boss in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

On that usually cold and ruthless face, there seemed to be some lingering desire that had not completely faded.

The custom-made shirt was left unbuttoned at the collar, revealing sharp and sexy collarbones.

He exuded a languid air, as if he had tasted the sweetness of success.

The assistant had followed this man for many years and had never seen him like this before.

You should know that this master has an extremely abnormal obsession with cleanliness.

Any woman who dares to get within half a meter of him on ordinary days will suffer a terrible fate.

But last night, he received orders to clear out that movie theater.

They even made him personally shut down the monitoring room completely.

What a lone man and woman could do in such a dark and enclosed space is obvious even to an idiot.

It's unimaginable for an ordinary person to be able to do such a thing in a public place.

What's most chilling is that afterwards, that man actually emphasized that...

Have someone take Miss Jiang's things.

They collected all the mats, including those stained with unspeakable marks.

After being cleaned, sealed and packaged, it was sent back to the villa's private storage room.

Even more outrageous is the requirement that female staff members must wear gloves to collect the samples.

This intense and morbid possessiveness even made the special assistant feel uneasy.

This hardly qualifies as treating people as mere entertainment.

It's practically equivalent to locking even a scrap of clothing away in a safe for one's own exclusive use.

Unfortunately, to this day, this man has still not given any clear title or status.

The subordinates could only respectfully address her as "Miss Jiang".

Just as the assistant's mind was racing.

Shen Yan noticed the gazes that kept drifting towards him from the front, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his brows.

A low, cold warning came from the back seat, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Speak your mind directly, don't test my patience."

The assistant felt a chill run down his spine and immediately regained his composure.

Swallowing hard, I cautiously got to the point.

"Mr. Shen, about the matter you arranged."

"As per your previous rule, I've prepared birth control pills for the female bodyguards who accompanied us."

"I think they haven't given Miss Jiang the medicine yet."

Please see what happens next...

The assistant's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, not daring to guess what the boss was thinking.

After all, before meeting Ms. Jiang, the boss had no such needs or worries.

When he first arranged this, he thought that Miss Jiang would only be someone Mr. Shen was interested in for a short time.

But now it doesn't look like it at all.

Upon hearing this, the air pressure inside the carriage plummeted to its lowest point.

Shen Yan's large hand, which was resting on his knee, suddenly tightened, revealing his distinct knuckles.

He did indeed set this rule, the first time he met that woman at the bar.

Without hesitation, he had someone watch her take the pills.

But from yesterday until now, they have had so many intimate exchanges.

That delicate and soft body blossomed passionately in his arms.

His mind was filled with thoughts of how to keep people by his side.

How can we kill that good-for-nothing surnamed Gu?

But they completely forgot about this crucial matter.

Even in the deepest subconscious,

He didn't reject the idea of ​​his own flesh and blood growing inside that flat, soft belly at all.

An inexplicable sense of irritation surged through my limbs and bones.

That little liar who only knows how to eat and sleep, with such a delicate body, how could he take such harmful medicine?

The man's cold face tightened, and he was eager to speak, so he told his assistant to immediately call the bodyguard to stop him.

Just as the words were about to leave his mouth, he suddenly realized what he was doing.

He actually did it for a woman's body.

He wanted to get the phone number of a low-level bodyguard, and wanted to overturn the ironclad rules he had set for himself.

This is utterly absurd.

He is a ruler who controls a vast gray empire.

Having grown accustomed to having the power of life and death, one must not let a small, easily disposable object sway one's emotions.

This feeling of complete loss of control was extremely repulsive to him.

The surrounding air was immediately enveloped by a terrifying chill.

He swallowed the command that was on the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to regain his composure and indifference.