Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

Shen Yan felt as if a hidden fire was burning deep in her throat, and the more she looked, the more it bothered her.

The large, well-defined hand gradually closed, and the veins on the back of the hand, which had been hidden for a long time, became even more ferocious.

That deep-seated, obsessive possessiveness expanded uncontrollably at this moment without any reason.

Even the smallest inch of her skin, every breathtaking touch, should belong solely to him.

How can we allow others to touch us so casually?

His tall, imposing figure leaned heavily against the back of the chair, his prominent Adam's apple bobbing up and down with extreme restraint.

Across the vast ocean and the distant internet, the restlessness within me, which I couldn't vent, was burning my remaining rationality to a fever pitch.

I picked up the phone that was lying to the side, and my calloused fingertips hovered over the number that I knew by heart.

It was forcefully pushed back again.

He knew better than anyone how weak his self-control was when he was with her.

Now, if you call her, all you need to do is hear her incredibly soft voice, with its soft, breathy vocals.

He was extremely worried that he would completely lose control, so he threw the entire second half of the trip, worth billions, into the trash and immediately had his private jet turn back to China.

With a blank expression, he placed the tablet face down on the hard table, forcibly cutting off the annoying yet captivating image.

The air was silent for a full three minutes.

During those long and agonizing few hundred seconds, my mind was filled with images of her fair waist and the glistening sheen of essential oil on her skin.

The well-proportioned hand eventually gave in and reached out again.

Flip the tablet over and reopen the page.

After two hours of ultimate relaxation.

Jiang Li felt like a salted fish that had been completely softened by money and warm water, with a tingling sensation even in the cracks between its bones.

Wearing a thick cashmere shawl and soft indoor slippers, I came to the sunroom on the first floor.

The butler had already prepared an exquisite and plentiful afternoon tea as instructed.

The small opera cake has a flawless cross-section, and the surface is covered with a rich and tempting chocolate sauce.

The rose and lychee mousse exudes a fresh, sweet fragrance, with a delicate surface adorned with glistening jelly.

It was accompanied by macarons with delicate pink colors and perfect hems, and a pot of premium black tea at just the right temperature.

Even the porcelain containers exude an air of high price and luxury.

To accommodate the cat that loves to join in the fun, a delicate, custom-made tray was even placed on the table leg.

Inside was a dish of premium chicken breast snacks and fresh catnip water.

Nestled in the extremely large and comfortable single sofa, Jiang Li happily squinted her eyes.

Use a silver fork to scoop out a small piece of cake and put it in your mouth.

The sweet and rich flavor spread across the tip of the tongue, soothing all the nerves.

Completely immersed in this decadent and luxurious world, all fighting spirit was lost.

Eating well, sleeping soundly, and having someone pay a hefty sum for the meal—I wouldn't trade this life for anything, not even the gods.

While munching on chicken jerky, the system took on the responsibility of supervision as needed.

[Baby, your sugar intake has seriously exceeded the recommended level.]

Don't forget you're determined to switch to clinical medicine and become a surgeon.

After you finish this afternoon tea, remember to catch up on your basic anatomy online course.

While a life of wealth and luxury is certainly appealing, we also need the skills to protect our lives.

She picked up the exquisite teacup, took a sip of warm black tea, and lazily yawned.

Okay, let me rest a little longer.

Put down the cup and fork up a piece of lychee mousse.

After I finish this cake, I will immediately transform into a hardworking and motivated student.

The ocean of knowledge awaits my exploration.

Thousands of kilometers away in Europe's financial center, dark clouds loomed over the glass curtain walls.

For three consecutive days, the high-intensity work filled Shen Yan's schedule to the brim.

The cross-border merger and acquisition was progressing extremely quickly, and the atmosphere in the meeting room was extremely tense.

He didn't even lift an eyelid when faced with the probing of his opponents at the negotiating table.

With just the simplest and most direct conditions, he forced the other party to make repeated concessions.

This has always been his survival rule: control everything and strip the opponent of their trump cards.

The meeting ended, and the others left with a sigh of relief.

A tall, imposing man leaned back alone in a leather chair.

His slender fingers loosened the dark tie.

The top two buttons of the cool-toned shirt were undone, revealing the sharp lines of the collarbone in the shadows.

He has been trying to forcibly strip away a certain transgressing emotion for the past few days.

We won't meet.

No call.

By using this withdrawal-like method, he completely suppressed his novelty towards that woman.

But the phone only needs to vibrate.

A large, well-defined hand will uncontrollably tap the screen.

The bodyguards sent brief reports in video and photos every day.

In the picture, Jiang Li is wearing a purple dress and sitting in a large classroom listening to a lecture.

Because she couldn't understand the complicated technical terms, fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose.

The next picture shows her sitting in a restaurant.

I ate the abalone sauce and fish maw rice bite after bite.

His satisfied expression was like that of a child who had finally gotten candy.

Then, she returned to the villa on the hillside.

The black and white calico cat skillfully leaped into her arms.

Staring at the screen at the image of a person and a cat sleeping together on the sofa.

Beneath the nightgown, two fair and delicate legs were revealed.

Deep within his eyes, an extremely dark emotion surged.

Press your thumb hard to turn off the screen.

Shen Yan closed her eyes.

The restlessness that was originally meant to be suppressed instead grew wildly in this forced isolation.

My mind is filled with the image of her satisfied expression while eating.

The image of her walking around the villa in a soft nightgown.

That subtle fragrance was like some kind of highly addictive drug.

The moment I recall it, the smooth sensation on my fingertips is magnified many times over.

He has always been accustomed to taking control of the overall situation, whether it is the distribution of interests or interpersonal relationships.

If something exceeds expectations, it must be cut off using the most ruthless methods.

But now.

Looking through photos taken thousands of kilometers away every day has become a need I find difficult to talk about.

To distract himself, he even doubled his daily anaerobic exercise time.

In the privately rented rooftop gym, heavy barbells were repeatedly lifted.

Sweat soaked through his tight-fitting training clothes.

The strong back muscles stretched out a powerful shape under the fabric.

His deep-set eyes and brows exuded a coldness that kept strangers at bay.

That extremely aggressive hormone spread rampantly.

His broad shoulders and narrow waist are a perfect proportion, and every exertion of force is accompanied by deep, heavy breathing.

But as long as you stop moving.

The intense, agonizing frustration will once again overwhelm reason.

Avoidance and isolation are completely ineffective.

Shen Yan picked up the ice water and took a sip, his prominent Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

A few drops of water slid down the sharp jawline and disappeared deep into the collarbone.

We must change our strategy.

Since complete isolation is too radical, it's better to face it directly.

Back in China, I can interact with people normally, right under their noses.

As long as you refrain from physical contact.

This kind of close-range desensitization training is the best way to regain control.

He quickly found himself an absolutely plausible excuse.

He would never admit that it was longing.

P.S.: (Some readers may not read the author's note, so it's placed in the main text.)

I've seen quite a few kids guessing the answers, but there's nothing I can do about that; the chef always has to revise and edit them.

The 3,000 words need to be reduced to 2,000 to pass the review. As for other methods, the cook dares not, because the food cannot be too delicious and there would be a threat.

If you don't like this, you can skip it. Please be gentle.

The first world is finished. I got so carried away while writing that I didn't control it well, making the plot too long.

The world will be watching, there will be a few more meals later, so don't miss them, my darlings!

As for the interaction between the female protagonist and the system, since the system is set up as the female protagonist's best friend, it will not be as inconspicuous as other quick transmigration systems.

Also, the detailed descriptions of food are the chef's personal preference, and he won't describe them in such detail again unless the plot requires it.

The second world is being written; here's a picture for you all to see first.

Do you guys have any genre ideas you'd like to watch? (This might be helpful for cooks to get inspiration.)

A charmingly scheming yet gentle male supporting character, full of scheming and vying for attention, is dedicated to you lovely ladies~