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

"Okay?"

Bu Mianmian asked softly.

"Good!"

Ying Yizhe nodded heavily, then reached out and carried Bu Mianmian to the bed.

The two quickly began rolling around passionately together.

After it was all over, Ying Yizhe looked at the shocking bloodstains on the white sheets, and heard Bu Mianmian's soft rustling as she dressed.

Bu Mianmian cried as she dressed, though she still felt some pain between her legs.

She didn't want to leave at all, but she knew that the person sleeping in this bed next time wouldn't be her anymore.

"I'm leaving!"

Bu Mianmian gave Ying Yizhe a deep look.

"it is good!"

Ying Yizhe's voice was also a little hoarse, and he nodded when he looked at Bu Mianmian.

"Uuuuuu——"

Bu Mianmian couldn't hold back any longer and ran out crying.

Ying Yizhe got up and chased after her outside, watching as Bu Mianmian rushed towards the stairwell.

He felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"Ding--"

Just then, the elevator door across the street opened.

A woman, quite drunk, rushed up to him and hugged him.

"Darling, I'm so sorry I'm late!"

Zheng Xiran pretended to be drunk, cupping Ying Yizhe's cheeks in her hands and pouting.

"What's wrong, darling? Don't you miss me when you look at me?"

Zheng Xiran, reeking of alcohol, reached out and pushed Ying Yizhe into the room, then stuck out one foot and closed the door.

"Miss, who are you!?"

Ying Yizhe was completely bewildered; the woman in front of him was clearly drunk and had entered the wrong room.

"Waaaah, darling, you're so mean! Don't you even recognize me?"

Zheng Xiran reached out and patted his firm chest, then pouted, "Darling, don't you like me?"

"Miss, I don't know her at all... umm..."

Before Ying Yizhe could finish speaking, his words were completely buried by her breasts.

He was completely speechless. He had just experienced Bu Mianmian, who was completely different from the woman in front of him.

Bu Mianmian was like a simple dish of congee and side dishes, while the woman in front of him was incredibly attractive.

Ying Yizhe couldn't refuse; he was swept up in the wave of her influence.

The next day, Ying Yizhe got up with a sore back and looked at the strange woman sleeping in his bed.

Zheng Xiran stirred and opened her eyes.

"Ah—who are you!?"

She screamed and stared at Ying Yizhe in disbelief.

"You went to the wrong room yesterday."

Ying Yizhe explained.

So, you still slept with me?

Zheng Xiran asked again.

"This is a mistake every man makes. Miss, your body is so alluring, and with you throwing yourself into my arms, it's hard for me to control myself!"

Ying Yizhe shrugged, saying it really wasn't his fault and he didn't do it on purpose.

"Then I..."

Zheng Xiran's eyes darted around, and she felt that the man in front of her seemed a little different.

It's not like anything will happen just because you slept with someone once.

"Never mind then, I felt great last night too!!"

Zheng Xiran dressed up in front of him with a charming and alluring manner.

Ying Yizhe was almost mesmerized by how sexy she looked at that moment, staring into her eyes.

"Here, this is a thousand yuan, as payment for last night!"