In the quick transmigration story, the most popular female supporting character is both delicate and

Xie Xingchen noticed her change, pecked her neck where fine sweat had beaded, and then held her tighter.

"Be good and wait for us to go to the room."

Upon entering the hotel room, Xie Xingchen put the person down.

The person on the bed started tearing off their own clothes, and also the clothes of the man on top of them.

Xie Xingchen was drenched in sweat from the friction and felt physically uncomfortable, but he stubbornly held onto the person beneath him... "Tell me, who am I?"

Yun Yao didn't even bother to look at him; she was unbearably restless and just wanted to do something to relieve her discomfort...

But if she didn't reveal who he was, he would grab her waist and prevent her from moving.

Her almond-shaped eyes, still misty with tears, opened slightly. Her voice was hoarse, and she looked pitiful. "Xie Xingchen, I'm so hot..."

Her charming and alluring appearance is simply irresistible.

Xie Xingchen's breathing became erratic, and his eyes welled up with a thick, surging desire, like ink spilled from an inkstone.

He gently stroked the corner of her moist eye with his fingertips, gazing intently at her emotional face, and swallowed hard.

But it still didn't do anything.

His originally deep voice became even rougher after being tainted with desire, as if it had been sanded. A cold yet seductive smile curved at the corner of his lips. "Beg me, beg me and I'll help you."

Yun Yao was almost impatient. She reached out with her tender, lotus-root-like hands to hug his neck, and warm tears from the corners of her eyes left dark stains on his clothes.

Her voice was soft and aggrieved, "Please."

Xie Xingchen pulled her hand and placed it on the collar of his shirt. "Help me unbutton my shirt first."

Yun Yao bit her lip and shakily unbuttoned his shirt.

He caused chaos both above and below him, leading to...more than one person beneath him.

When he got to the last button, Xie Xingchen finally couldn't resist and took off his clothes by himself.

Then heat adheres.

The two continued their entanglement.

This angered Yun Yao...

Under the scorching heat.

Her fair skin was flushed with a delicate pink, as radiant as a rose, and she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Her soft, delicate hands tensed up, anxiously trying to grip the sheets. Xie Xingchen reached over and gently squeezed her soft palms twice, then their fingers intertwined.

Xie Xingchen leaned down and pecked at the corner of her mouth, coaxing, "Yaoyao, does it feel good?"

Yun Yao cried, her whole body trembling. She leaned on his shoulder and bit down, mumbling, "Not...comfortable at all."

Sweat soaked his black hair, revealing a wildness that contrasted with his refined appearance.

Xie Xingchen cupped Yun Yao's chin in his palm and turned her face towards him.

Bow down.

A deep kiss.

The beads of sweat that slid down mingled with the girl's mournful tears.

the next day.

Yun Yao sat up in bed, and the thin velvet quilt slowly slid off.

Xie Xingchen had just changed his clothes when he saw the person on the bed wake up. He walked over in a good mood and bent down to hug her.

He gently brushed her hair behind her ear, revealing half of her alluring face.

"Why did you wake up so early? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Yun Yao's thoughts returned to her, and she thought about what happened last night... She was so ashamed to face anyone.

"Well... last night..." His voice was so hoarse that you could imagine how crazy it must have been last night.

Xie Xingchen pinched the back of her neck, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Didn't I serve you well last night?"

"..."

Yun Yao struggled in his arms, trying to break free, but the more she struggled, the tighter Xie Xingchen held her.

Xie Xingchen's panting voice reached Yun Yao's ear, "Wasn't it enough last night? Want to do it again?"

"..."

"I'll die from your body sooner or later."

Xie Xingchen's words were incredibly suggestive, causing Yun Yao's ears to flush slightly. At that moment, she just wanted to get things cleared up as quickly as possible.

"...Well, actually what I wanted to say was, let's pretend that what happened last night never happened, and I won't ask you to take responsibility."

Xie Xingchen raised an eyebrow, a hint of anger in his eyes, and grabbed her with his large hand... "So you're not going to take responsibility for me?"

Yun Yao felt her head spinning. Xie Xingchen actually wanted her to take responsibility?

"But you don't like me..."

Suddenly remembering something, Yun Yao reacted, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about what happened last night."

Xie Xingchen chuckled, "You didn't just get out of my bed and you're already planning to go find Pei Yanqing, did you?"

"...", she did have this plan, after all, the story wasn't over yet.

Xie Xingchen could no longer maintain his gentle and rational facade, and he uncontrollably pressed her down on the bed, "Yun Yao!"

The person beneath him was pressed down into his arms, her hands gripped tightly as if afraid she would escape.

"You're gripping my hand so hard it hurts!"

Because Xie Xingchen was too strong, Yun Yao was really hurt by his grip, and tears kept falling down her face.

"Don't cry," Xie Xingchen gently coaxed, kissing away the tears.

The tone was gentle, but...

He ripped off his tie, and then...

"Get away from me!" Yun Yao wanted to kill him, and weakly pushed against his chest with her hands.

Xie Xingchen was also feeling unwell, and could only...

Let her be better...

"You're despicable and vile!" Yun Yao said, her pink lips parted, her tear-streaked eyelashes trembling slightly. She looked both cute and pitiful, even her insults sounded like she was being coquettish.

Xie Xingchen curled his lips and gently patted him to comfort him. His voice was magnetic and husky, as if polished by sea salt, but his tone was extremely harsh.

"Relax a bit, or we'll go to the balcony and let them... how did you end up under me..."

"You're awful!"

"Hmm, I'm awful," Xie Xingchen chuckled as he pulled her into his arms, leaving a trail of intimate marks on her sweat-dampened face and neck.

The voice is gentle.

His eyes held a subtle hint of loss of control and possessiveness.

Yun Yao woke up again because she was hungry.

I'm no longer in a hotel, but at home.

She had just woken up when Xie Xingchen pushed open the door and came in, carrying a bowl of porridge.

"After not eating for so long, it's best to eat something easily digestible."

"I won't eat," Yun Yao said, her throat feeling dry and sore, and her whole body aching and weak, as if she had been run over by a car hundreds of times.

Xie Xingchen lifted the person onto his lap, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and said gently, "Eat a little first, otherwise your stomach won't be able to handle it."

"I said I won't eat it!"

Yun Yao refused to eat, keeping her mouth tightly shut. No matter how Xie Xingchen tried to feed her, she wouldn't eat.

Xie Xingchen picked up the bowl, tilted his head back and took a sip, then grabbed her chin, pried open her teeth, and forcibly fed her the porridge.

Yun Yao was forced to swallow, her red lips stained with...something... She sobbed, tears streaming down her face, mumbling incoherent curses at him.

"You're awful... I hate you... I'm running away from home!"

Because just now...

Her face was still flushed.

Her eyes were glistening with moisture.

The subtle shifts in his eyes and brows... revealed everything...

Even her insults are gentle and alluring, seducing people without their realizing it.

Xie Xingchen truly believed he would die because of her.

His face remained calm, a roguish air playing on his brows, as his calloused fingers slowly and deliberately traced hers…

"I've applied for a year's leave of absence for you from school. Don't worry about your current health condition; you won't be able to go to class tomorrow."

"Why should I? You're nobody to me, so why do you have the right to forbid me from going to class?!"

Xie Xingchen lowered his eyes, his voice mocking, "You used to call me 'brother,' but now you're nobody to me?"

Yun Yao pouted, looking aggrieved, "Then look at yourself now, do you even resemble your brother?"

Xie Xingchen leaned down and pinched her chin, his tone carrying a faint chill, "When you were begging me for it under me, why didn't you say this, hmm?"

Hmph, what kind of bullshit brother is he? He doesn't want to be her brother at all; he only wants to be her man.

Yun Yao's cheeks puffed out slightly, her eyes misting over as she glared at him with a wronged expression, "It wasn't my fault..."