Quick Transmigration: The author of level 10 sadomasochism bravely enters the sweet pet circle!

But she still jokingly put away these so-called "fates", then put down her toiletries and left.

We all took a shower and changed into pajamas.

Wen Yi lay down on the sofa with her back to him and closed her eyes without saying a word.

Qi Mo glanced at her indifferently, then retracted his gaze, picked up the book beside him and began to read it carefully.

Late at night, there was a loud bang, and the sound of something heavy falling to the ground was heard.

Qi Mo's eyelashes trembled, and he turned his head to look. Wen Yizhen supported his head and waist and climbed back onto the sofa, cursing: "What a crappy hospital! They didn't even make the sofa wider. I broke my waist..."

As she spoke, she waved her hands with her eyes narrowed, yawned and said lazily: "Don't worry, I was sleeping very quietly. This was an accident. It won't happen again next time."

Qi Mo: “…”

Half an hour later, the sound of a heavier object falling to the ground was heard again.

Qi Mo took a deep breath and turned around. Wen Yi was crawling on the floor in a dark and twisted manner with his hair loose.

"I've already told you the sofa is too small... why haven't you changed it yet... I'm going to blow this place up..."

Qi Mo: “…”

He was about to get up when the person crawling on the ground suddenly became quiet, and a very light cry came from him while holding the sofa leg.

The shiny black hair was scattered all over the ground, and the light that was only on his head suddenly fell on her body.

The nightgown printed with sloths and lightning bolts piled up to the thighs. When illuminated by the light, her snow-white legs looked as exquisite and delicate as rare exhibits in a museum.

After a moment of silence, he put down the book, slowly stood up, and slowly opened the door.

When he came back, he had a bottle of blue-black substance and a cotton swab in his hands.

The footsteps were so light that they were almost inaudible. After a few steps, he half-knelt down beside Wen Yi.

After soaking the cotton swab in the blue-black liquid, he gently smeared it on the porcelain-like knee.

The red mark had healed on its own and formed a thin scab, but because I wasn't careful when bathing, the scab had fallen off, leaving only a brighter red mark.

There should be no ink spots on the white paper, and no scars on her legs.

The soft rubbing of the cotton swab made Wen Yi feel a little itchy. She couldn't help but retract her legs, so the hem of her skirt moved up a little, almost revealing the girl's private parts.

His eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to pull the hem of his skirt down, covering the mysterious garden that was so tempting.

I pushed gently, but the person on the ground still didn't respond.

Qi Mo looked at her for a moment, then put his hand between her legs, gently picked her up, and walked towards the bed.

Her lips were slightly parted as she fell asleep, revealing herself defenselessly, completely disregarding the feelings of the man who was holding her at this moment.

He put her down gently, but she suddenly turned over and her lips fell on his wrist before he could pull it back.

The warm touch made his whole body tremble, so he could only quickly and awkwardly withdraw his hand and take a step back.

No sleep for one night.

It was already seven o'clock when Wen Yi was awakened by the noise outside the ward.

The alarm clock just rang, and when she was looking around for her cell phone with hazy eyes, Qi Mo handed it to her.

After saying thank you in a daze, he skillfully turned off the alarm clock and fell asleep again.

Next to him, Qi Mo silently put down his cell phone, and a few words could be vaguely seen in the light.

【It's time to go to school. 】

He withdrew his hand and turned off the screen.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already bright outside and the sun was shining brightly on my butt.

A group of doctors gathered around the sofa, whispering something.

After a moment, they all nodded with satisfaction and left together.

But before leaving, he looked at her vaguely.

Wen Yi scratched his hair and looked at Qi Mo, who was sitting on the sofa with dark circles under his eyes, in confusion.

"What are you doing there?"

Qi Mo: “…”

Qi Mo had already changed his clothes. He pressed a few buttons on his phone and then threw the phone and her clothes to her.

Wen Yi grabbed the phone and took a look.

【I will be discharged from the hospital and send you to school. 】

"Shit! I forgot to go to school again!"

A loud shout was heard in the ward. Qi Mo turned around, glanced at the person calmly, and closed the door.

When it was opened again, Wen Yi rushed out in a hurry with his bag on his back.

Qi Mo grabbed her by the collar and without waiting for her to react, he took her in another direction.

"Hey, hey, hey! The clothes are torn! I bought them for 80 yuan!"

If it weren't for this experience, Wen Yi would not have known that Qi Mo had the potential to be a racing driver.

He looked straight ahead and blinked slowly, but his right hand was surprisingly skillful and agile in steering.

What secrets are hidden under that seemingly well-behaved slightly curly hair at this moment? Even Wen Yi couldn't help but want to explore.

But he didn't give her time to explore, as the car was already parked upright in front of the school gate.

The original panic had long since calmed down because of Qi Mo's calmness.

She didn't rush to get out of the car, but instead held her chin up and looked at him.

"Grandpa and Aunt Zhang both said that you never leave the house except to buy paintbrushes and drawing boards. How come you know the route so well? Also, your driving skills don't seem like someone who doesn't leave the house all year round."

Qi Mo slightly side-glanced and met her gaze.

[It's just a relationship where both parties get what they want. Is there any need to know more? ]

Everyone gets what he needs?

Wen Yi raised his eyebrows, so what did he need?

A tool to deal with his grandfather? Then why couldn't the girl before do the same?

Destined to get no answer, Wen Yi no longer hesitated, retracted his gaze, smiled and waved his hand: "Forget it, I forgot that you can't speak."

After watching her enter the school, Qi Mo started the car and left.

It was too late to catch the morning class at this time, so Wen did not go to the classroom but returned to the dormitory.

She now felt that not only could she not understand the male protagonist, she even seemed to not fully understand this cannon fodder female supporting role.

There was no one in the dormitory, so Wen Yi quickly started looking for his diary.

She vaguely remembered that it was mentioned in the book that Wen Yi had a habit of writing a diary.

She wanted to see what kind of monster had changed her story.

In the end, I didn't find the diary, but I did find a used oil pastel.

It was carefully hidden in a box and tied with a bow.

Where did Wen Yi get the oil pastels?

"Tongzi, why is the plot getting more and more crazy?"

System: Certain plots that were briefly mentioned in the host's story will be connected and completed by these real characters to ensure the fluency and logic of the story.

“So this oil pastel has a story too?”

System: You can understand it this way, but because each character has a different setting, the system cannot give the exact direction of the story. The host can understand it by himself based on the clues.

Well, let’s start investigating.

Wen Yi sighed and put the oil pastels into his bag.

It’s lunch time after this class. If I had known I would miss it, I would have eaten first.

After buying the meal, Wen Yi had no appetite to eat it. He kept thinking about how to understand Qi Mo.

It seems that soft and hard rubbing doesn't work...

"Wen, Yi."

Seeing the person sitting opposite him, Wen Yi withdrew his thoughts and looked up without any emotion.

Shen Youbai, with silver hair, sat down in front of her with a tray and a bottle of milky white drink was placed next to her.

"It's too bland. Eat mine."

Wen Yi glanced at him and put down his chopsticks.

"It's better to eat light food, without the oil. I suggest you eat something light as well."

Shen Youbai curled his lips slightly, pointed at his left cheek and said awkwardly: "You beat me so hard that I couldn't see anyone for two days. Shouldn't you apologize?"

Wen Yi took a deep breath and replied calmly: "If you say so, you made me so disgusted that I almost got anorexia. Shouldn't I kowtow and admit my mistake?"

Shen Youbai raised his eyebrows and looked at her with his arms crossed: "You look a little weird."

Wen Yi glanced at him sideways: "It's even more strange that no one caught you when you were wandering around all day."

Shen Youbai: "Other girls either like me or dislike me, but you hate me, from the bottom of your heart. Can I know why?"

Wen Yi smiled slightly and asked him back: "Master Shen, why don't you ask yourself first, knowing that I'm married, why do you still shamelessly cling to me?"

Shen Youbai curled his lips: "What if I say I like you?"

Wen Yi sneered, propped up the table and stood up: "Then you are even more shameless. If you want to know what it means to be the third wife, you have to look at your conditions. You haven't even grown your balls yet and you're trying to ruin a marriage. Let me put it this way, you are a century worse than my husband."

After saying that, she picked up a chopstick and held it in her hand, smiling gently.

Then, as he looked in shock, the chopstick pierced straight into the table in front of him.

penetrating.

She covered her lips in surprise: "Oops, my hand slipped, I don't know where I'll insert it next time, Master Shen, please be careful and stay away from me."

Although the chopstick did not stab him, it instantly reminded him of the hammer-like slap in the face two days ago.

Whoever wants to take this job can do it!