Quick Transmigration: Will Even a Foolishly Popular Person Be Forced to Love Him?

Since it was an icebreaker game, the alcohol used as punishment was actually not very strong; it was just a regular alcoholic beverage.

Even though alcoholic beverages are classified as drinks, they still contain some alcohol.

Yun Zhi's alcohol tolerance wasn't very high. When she couldn't answer earlier, it was considered that she was let off the hook. She only gulped down a few mouthfuls and no one questioned her about whether she had finished drinking.

Yun Zhi was still a little dazed, but she was suddenly sobered up by the fright.

...Is it just my imagination?

But soon, Yunzhi realized that this was not an illusion.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, someone is quietly doing bad things.

Underneath the table was complete darkness, and a highly aggressive sensation unexpectedly pressed against Yunzhi's exposed skin.

—It was a male hand with distinct joints and a burning heat.

Unhurriedly, he swam upwards along the edge of Yunzhi's flowing skirt with extreme audacity.

Then, very suggestively and gently, he rubbed his hand against the girl's warm, soft thigh.

"Buzz—"

A strange, burning sensation instantly shot through my nerves from the point of contact.

The young idol stared in shock, her long eyelashes trembling, and she almost couldn't sit up straight.

Who, who is touching her?

And in front of so many people?!

Yun Zhi's mind went blank, and she subconsciously squeezed her legs together.

Pei Ran, who was sitting next to Yun Zhi, noticed something was wrong immediately and turned his head slightly to look at her.

"What's wrong, Zhizhi?"

He moved closer to Yun Zhi, his voice, which always carried a hint of dullness, sounding confused and worried.

Although his voice wasn't loud, Qi Li looked over from the other side as soon as Pei Ran finished speaking.

Yun Zhi furrowed her delicate brows, her cheeks flushed, looking like a crabapple blossom dampened by a light rain, glistening and exuding a refreshing fragrance.

"N-nothing..."

It was a hot summer day, and Yunzhi wore a skirt that barely reached her knees.

The skirt was fitted at the top and the cut at the bottom was simple. Because of her sitting posture, the skirt hem rose slightly, revealing her smooth legs and light pink knees.

Therefore, when the other person's fingers touched Yun Zhi's leg, the excessively high body temperature and the strange, electric-like sensation were particularly noticeable to Yun Zhi.

Yun Zhi couldn't see what was under the table, but Qi Li and Pei Ran were sitting right next to her.

The culprit must be one of them.

Yun Zhi bit her lower lip and didn't make a sound, but simply reached out to push away the hand under her skirt.

However, she clearly underestimated the wickedness of men.

Noticing the idol's stiffness and deliberate restraint, the other party not only did not leave, but intensified their actions.

The warm, large hand slowly moved upwards, bypassing the knees and forcefully squeezing between her closed legs.

Yun Zhi looked slender and delicate, but her body possessed a uniquely feminine grace.

The few soft tissues are piled up in the most obvious places, especially the thighs, which are plump and soft.

And some audacious scoundrel not only groped her indiscriminately, but also deliberately pinched her when she resisted.

"Ugh...!"

Yun Zhi couldn't help but let out a very soft, somewhat pitiful groan.

Because of Yunzhi's actions, everyone looked over.

Some showed concern, some remained expressionless, some raised an eyebrow, and some had indifferent expressions.

But no matter who it was, their expressions remained unchanged, as if they were completely innocent and unaware of what was happening under the table.

"Are you feeling unwell, Zhizhi?" Qi Li asked.

The handsome young man frowned slightly, his face full of concern, and his voice conveyed just the right amount of care.

No one noticed that his fingertips were slowly and deliberately resting on the girl's soft and delicate thighs.

As he spoke, the young man stared at him blatantly, feigning nonchalance, as if he was certain that Yun Zhi wouldn't expose him.

Yun Zhi didn't dare to expose her.

His fingers were now pressed between the soft flesh of her thighs, and with a little more force, he could take further advantage of her.

"...Maybe, maybe I drank a little too much just now, and my stomach isn't feeling well."

Yun Zhi struggled to suppress her breathing, her eyes were moist, and her voice was also wet, looking so pitiful that it seemed as if she could drip water at any moment.

Qi Li smiled: "Okay, if Zhizhi isn't feeling well, don't force yourself."

His voice was devoid of much emotion, as if he himself were not the one committing the evil deeds under the table.

But Qi Li rarely spoke to Yun Zhi in this tone.

He was always gentle, considerate, and proactive...

He had never been like this before; his gentle voice, even with a hint of laughter, sounded as ethereal as floating ice, carrying a touch of detached coldness.

The game of Truth or Dare continued, but Yunzhi could no longer hear what others were saying.

Yun Zhi couldn't see her own expression at that moment, and she didn't know how pitiful she looked as she bit her lower lip tightly and tried her best to endure it.

Countless people, while playing games absentmindedly, were secretly or overtly gazing at her face, which was forced to display an infinitely vibrant beauty.

Everything seemed to have turned into bubbles, or some kind of illusion, leaving Yunzhi trapped beneath the surface of the water, completely oblivious to her surroundings.

Yun Zhi swallowed hard, her whole body trembling. Her pretty, innocent face was flushed pink from the fine sweat, and her slightly parted, wet, red lips looked as if they were damp with moisture.

Bright light streamed in through the window, and the summer heat inexplicably made everyone present feel thirsty.

Just as someone was about to speak up because she couldn't take it anymore, and it was almost Yunzhi's turn to spin the props, she suddenly stood up.

"Sizzle—"

The piercing sound instantly shattered the strange atmosphere of the enclosed space, and Yun Zhi could only leave behind a panicked sentence:

"I...I'm not feeling well, I'll go out for a bit!"

Then he quickly ran away, his retreating figure almost like a hasty escape.

Pei Ran frowned slightly, looking even more melancholy. Without any hesitation or saying goodbye, he went straight to chase after Yun Zhi.

Gu Shihe's face was expressionless. When he wasn't pretending, the coldness and intimidation that came with a superior was actually quite frightening.

Xie Yuan stared in the direction Yun Zhi was running, then turned back to look at Qi Li, his pale pupils as cold as a piece of hard iron.

Lu Ci had the worst expression. He couldn't control his expression the moment Yun Zhi exclaimed in surprise. He had been suppressing it all day, and now he almost venomously cursed, "You bitch!"

Only Qi Li—

The elegant young man withdrew his finger with a smile, stood up as well, and said, "I'll go take a look."

He ignored the expressions on the faces of those present and casually followed them out.