The beautiful woman in the quick transmigration novel has been targeted by the male lead again.

Chang Ning was woken up by a kiss.

My body felt like it was falling apart, incredibly sore and weak, and I couldn't breathe properly, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on me.

She opened her eyes with a soft moan and saw He Jincheng staring at her without moving.

"You...ah!"

"You...stop, He Jincheng!"

"Huh? Are you awake?"

He Jincheng pressed himself tightly against her, large beads of sweat dripping down his face. His eyes were bloodshot, but his complexion showed no signs of fatigue. Instead, it carried a strange sense of satisfaction, making him appear somewhat refreshed.

However, the reality was that Chang Ning was completely unable to move and could only passively follow the ups and downs.

The sounds in the room were intermittent, including a man's low growls and a girl's muttering curses. It was unclear how much time had passed before the sudden rain stopped.

Chang Ning lay on the bed sobbing, glancing sideways at him as he got out of bed with his bare, strong back covered in bright red welts. Chang Ning struggled to lift her arm and threw a pillow at him, cursing in a hoarse voice, "Bastard!"

Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!

He actually did this to her, sob sob sob, he really is no good!

He Jincheng didn't even flinch. After a period of special training, his body was noticeably stronger, with a deep groove on his back that looked strangely alluring.

He poured a glass of water and came back to find her still lying weakly on the bed, her whole body either white or pink, but now covered with ambiguous marks.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes darkened again.

Seeing the change in him, Chang Ning, her throat practically burning, still insisted on cursing him: "You beastly dog!"

Little did they know that the voice sounded weak and lacked any real strength; even when cursing, it sounded like they were whining.

She had to reach for the blanket while trembling, trying to cover herself.

"Poor little thing."

He Jincheng sighed.

He went over and covered her with the blanket, then helped her sit up: "Have some water first."

Chang Ning snorted coldly, flicked her hand, and spilled the entire glass of water, splashing it all over He Jincheng's bare chest.

He Jincheng didn't say anything, turned around and poured himself another glass, never once thinking about putting on clothes.

Chang Ning cursed inwardly: "Pervert! Sex maniac!"

When he tried to feed him water again, Chang Ning used the same trick, but his hand didn't move. "Aren't you thirsty?"

"What's it to you whether I'm thirsty or not!"

He immediately let her know what it had to do with him, took a sip himself, then kissed her, and fed her half a cup, wasting half a cup.

Chang Ning's eyes welled up with tears, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing became rapid. She thought about what he had fed her in the car that day, and how she lost consciousness.

"What...what did you feed me that day? What's the date today? Take me home right now!"

He Jincheng said it was a harmless drug, nothing to worry about, it would just make her temporarily lose consciousness.

They also said that she couldn't go back yet.

Chang Ning was shocked. "What exactly happened to you when you returned to the Huo family?"

They've even resorted to such tactics!

"That's because Ningning is too disobedient." His face darkened for a moment, then returned to normal. "Didn't you say you liked me? Why did you get engaged to someone else?"

"Little liar!"

Chang Ning immediately remembered what had happened before: "What exactly did you do? How is Su Chengye? Where is my phone?"

Compared to her anxiety, He Jincheng appeared extremely calm.

He stroked her face, then moved down to her lips, as if his affection wasn't enough. "Ningning, are you sure you want to mention another man in my bed?"

Chang Ning felt numb all over from his movements. She wanted to dodge but couldn't, so she could only gasp and say, "Let go..."

It ended with He Jincheng having a few more scratches.

"Ningning will live here. She can leave whenever she agrees to marry me."

"You're dreaming!"

Chang Ning stretched out her foot to kick him, but he caught it. Chang Ning's already flushed face became even more vibrant. "You pervert!"

"You're only finding out today?"

He Jincheng put on a pair of pants and put one of his own shirts on her. He felt a subtle sense of satisfaction seeing her wrapped in his clothes. He carried her out and said, "Do you know that from the first moment I saw you, I wanted to do this today?"

That was when she first entered university. The school called all the freshmen to a meeting on the playground. She probably couldn't find a place and was pushed by someone, bumping into him!

She didn't even say sorry, but instead glared at him fiercely, as if her glare had penetrated his heart.

He will always remember those bright, expressive eyes.

And the longing that rose from the bottom of my heart at that time.

He longed for it, he longed for something, but he kept it to himself.

She was so famous that she practically needed eight people to serve her when she enrolled. Before long, everyone knew her identity, and she didn't try to hide it at all, which was kind of cute and frank.

He would occasionally gaze at her, as if looking up at the moon. He knew he was worlds apart from her, yet she insisted on coming to him and asking if he wanted to date her.

How could he refuse? How could he bear to refuse?

He didn't care about the gazes of others, nor the ridicule behind his back; his pride was insignificant compared to what he wanted.

He could tolerate that she was only interested in him for a moment, only attracted to his looks; wasn't that part of him too?

But she shouldn't have abandoned him for someone else.

She will never know how terrified he was of that scene.

He retreated step by step until he had nowhere left to retreat. He only wanted to hold onto her forever, to bite her neck like a wolf, and to do everything he wanted to do the moment he saw her!

Chang Ning didn't know his mental journey, but she was already certain that he was a psychopath.

She even suspected that this man hadn't let her rest since yesterday, causing her legs to go weak as soon as she stood up, and that he had to carry her to wash up and eat.

Even during meals, he insisted that she sit on his lap, and the two were almost inseparable, like conjoined twins.

She was locked in this house, and all she did every day was eat and sleep; sleep is a verb.

He was like a wolf in bed, and Chang Ning tried to escape step by step, but he dragged her back step by step.

He wouldn't let her walk, he had to carry her everywhere. Chang Ning felt like she was being completely drained, and she collapsed onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably, "He Jincheng, you pervert, what do you want from me?"

He Jincheng pressed down on her from behind, whispering like a devil, "Didn't I say I wanted Ningning to marry me?"

"Is Ningning willing?"

Chang Ning's voice broke, "I'm willing, sob sob sob..."

"Baby, you're so good..."

He kept moving. "Can you finish your sentence? I want to hear it."

"Waaaaah, I...I do...marry He Jincheng..."