Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

Shen Yan stopped in her tracks.

Listen carefully.

His deep, husky, and magnetic voice held an extreme composure.

Jiang Li was forced to follow the man's gaze and look into the dimly lit classroom.

The rapid, chaotic breathing, accompanied by suppressed, distorted sobs, echoed intermittently and amplified throughout the empty, deserted corridor.

Moreover, upon closer listening, the female voice has an undeniable and strong sense of familiarity.

Jiang Li mustered her courage and peered carefully through the crack in the door.

Under the dim, flickering light, two intertwined figures were stretched out endlessly by the wall amidst the haphazardly placed discarded tables and chairs.

The man had already thrown his coat on the piano bench, and was only wearing a thin shirt with half of the hem pulled out.

He was forcefully pressing a petite girl against the edge of the black and white piano keys.

The girl's school uniform skirt was wrinkled, and the collar of her half-undone sweater was askew, revealing a large expanse of her fair and delicate shoulders and neck.

The heavy breathing was extremely clear in this confined space.

Although the view is limited, any adult can understand what is happening inside.

When she finally saw those two faces clearly, Jiang Li almost bit her tongue.

The person who was fiercely demanding something with his back to the door was actually Gu Ze, who had been dragged away by bodyguards outside earlier.

The delicate girl, half-heartedly resisting and half-pushing, who was held in his arms, was none other than Bai Yuan, who should have been the center of attention!

Jiang Li's eyes widened, and her mind went blank for a moment.

Why is Bai Yuan, the female lead in the original novel, getting involved with Gu Ze, a supporting character?

Honey, don't rush to watch the show.

This was all orchestrated by the powerful figure next to you. The purpose was to let you see firsthand just how filthy Gu Ze is.

Jiang Li's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the slight awkwardness in her heart immediately dissipated. Okay, Shen Yan did a pretty good job this time. Scumbags should be recorded.

A draft swept through the corridor.

Jiang Li felt a chill on her leg and flinched.

Noticing the slight trembling of the body in his arms, Shen Yan lowered his gaze.

His gaze swept over the girl's reddened eyes and her bitten lips.

Her pitiful, tearful appearance directly triggered his taut senses.

The man assumed from the outset that she was heartbroken and sad.

She still felt sorry for that good-for-nothing inside who wasn't even worthy of carrying her shoes.

This realization caused an uncontrollable surge of violence to rise in Shen Yan's chest.

His tall and imposing figure stood in the shadows, his long legs encased in well-tailored trousers, giving him a cold and authoritative presence.

He supported her waist and hips with one arm, and with his other hand, he grabbed the hem of her suit jacket, completely covering the exposed section of her fair and delicate calves.

Even if he stands ramrod straight and makes no unnecessary movements, the low pressure emanating from his very bones is enough to chill people to the bone.

His Adam's apple slid slowly across his pale neck.

"Did you see clearly?"

A low, hoarse voice crashed down from above.

Every word seemed to have been ground up between his teeth before being squeezed out, carrying an undisguised bitterness.

Jiang Li looked up and met his deep, dark eyes.

They were so close that they could feel his scorching heat.

The scent was infused with a strong, aggressive fir fragrance that enveloped her completely.

Everything that had just happened in the woods seemed to be right before my eyes.

His large hand, which was holding her slender waist, was incredibly hot at that moment.

Jiang Li did not answer.

She shifted restlessly in his arms and reached for the side pocket of his suit jacket.

In Shen Yan's eyes, this action resembled a wounded little beast that had lost its mind, preparing to rush in and perish together with the traitor.

The large hand gripping her waist suddenly tightened.

His well-defined fingers almost sank into her soft skin.

The results were unexpected.

A fair and delicate hand pulled a cell phone out of a deep pocket.

Long, slender fingers slid quickly across the screen, skillfully adjusting the brightness to its lowest setting.

Then he turned on the camera, aimed it at the half-open door crack, and decisively pressed the record button.

All the movements were fluid and seamless.

Shen Yan maintained his restraint, his deep gaze fixed on the lit phone screen.

Looking at the couple in the picture, who are oblivious to their own mortality, they are locked in a vicious struggle.

The chilling aura lingered for a few seconds.

He looked down at the person in his arms, his long, slender fingers lifting her chin and forcing her to meet his gaze.

"Why are you recording this?"

The deep baritone voice still carried a hint of lingering restlessness, but the murderous aura had vanished without a trace.

Jiang Li was forced to tilt her head back, and because she had just been pampered, her voice sounded delicate and soft.

"Leave some leverage over us; you never know when it might come in handy."

She blinked her clear eyes, her tone matter-of-fact.

The gloom in Shen Yan's eyes was like a thick fog blown away by the wind, disappearing completely.

Instead, there is a kind of secret pleasure.

He was used to measuring everything by interests and means, and had always scorned emotions.

But the greedy and clever little liar in his arms, with his calculating and petty manner, was exactly to his liking.

The noise in the classroom gradually increased.

The suppressed, whimpering sounds mingled with the muffled thuds of the piano keys being pressed down heavily.

"Don't you feel sorry for him?"

His cold, hard lips twitched upwards very slightly.

He was very close, his hot breath spraying onto Jiang Li's earlobe as he spoke.

With the two buttons undone at the collar, Jiang Li could see his collarbone without any obstruction.

And there are a few faint red scratch marks left on it that evoke a sense of longing.

Those were marks she left in the woods when she couldn't bear it any longer.

This old man not only has incredible sexual charisma, but he's also incredibly good at seducing people.

Jiang Li didn't show it on her face, but her inner thoughts were already flooding the screen.

[Given the way he was acting crazy outside just now, he's now pretending to be nonchalant and asking me if I feel sorry for others.]

With his physique, his waist and abdomen are as solid as iron; even a fool would know who to choose.

The system provides timely reminders.

[Baby, wipe your drool.]

Jiang Li didn't even glance into the classroom.

"I only feel sorry for my eyes."

Gu Ze's physique was like that of a boiled chicken, and he didn't even have one-tenth of Shen Yan's explosive power.

Just now in the woods, Shen Yan was able to lift her up with one arm for most of the day, his muscles were as hard as stone.

Then look at that panting, weak-legged shrimp inside; it's almost unbearable to look at.

She pouted and buried her head in the man's broad, hard chest.

Incidentally, through the fabric of his shirt, she gently rubbed the tip of her nose against his firm chest muscles.

"You're so hot."

Her voice was coquettish with a hint of complaint, and her arms naturally wrapped around his neck.

This almost coquettish gesture made Shen Yan's breathing noticeably heavier.

The intense masculine hormones surged forth once more.