Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

She braced her hands on the sink for a long time before swaying her body and finally getting outside.

This is a presidential suite. She looked down at her clothes, which were high-end custom-made from a major brand. Staying in a room like this was acceptable.

She walked to the door, locked it from the inside, kicked off her high heels, and buried her face in the bed.

The bed was very soft; as soon as I lay down on it, my whole body sank into it.

I need to absorb the plot first! But I can no longer control the thoughts in this body.

Since she had just transmigrated into this body, and the original owner had probably drunk a lot of alcohol, she was now unable to control herself.

Feeling dizzy and disoriented, she quickly collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.

She didn't know how long she had slept, but she felt thirsty and had a strong urge to go to the toilet.

More importantly... I felt top-heavy and lightheaded, and my whole body felt extremely uncomfortable.

She knew she needed to clear her head, but she couldn't control herself.

Even though she has strong self-control.

On the other side of the bed, there was a sudden sinking sensation, and then a cold object gradually pressed against me.

Her body was already hot, but at this moment, she hugged the cold thing tightly.

That thing also stirred, as if it desperately didn't want to be held by her.

However, she was so hot that she used her octopus-like skills to hook onto that thing with all her might.

Later... that thing stopped moving.

She also fell into a deep sleep.

Until someone grabbed her neck, and she felt like she was suffocating.

"Woo-"

She groaned softly and opened her eyes again, only to be met with a pair of cold, sinister eyes.

There was still a hint of ferocity in his eyes.

"let go!"

His fingers were gripping his own neck, and he never let go.

Just as Ji Qingyou felt that she could go to see God, he let go of her hand.

Breathing in the fresh air, Ji Qingyou began to inhale deeply and greedily.

I almost, so close, was I really going to die at this person's hands?

"Who gave you the audacity to sleep in my bed—"

His eyes held a disdainful look, as if Ji Qingyou were infected with some kind of germ.

He kicked Ji Qingyou off the bed.

Poor Ji Qingyou, she hadn't even recovered from the pain before she had to endure it.

She clutched her lower back. Damn it, this bastard even kicks women.

Is he even human?!

Her face was contorted in pain.

Ji Qingyou raised her head again and looked at him. He was naked, revealing his muscular body.

"Zhao Qingyou...tsk tsk, where did you get the nerve? Don't think that just because the old man thinks highly of you, you're qualified to sleep in my bed!"

He smiled suddenly as he said this.

It was as if, in the cold, icy landscape, his smile had instantly illuminated everything.

He had been sitting on the bed, but now he lay back, bending his elbow to look at Qingyou.

His originally cold expression instantly turned languid.