Quick Transmigration: The Love Rescue Plan

As soon as Dong Xiaoshuang opened the door to her house, she was embraced by a familiar embrace.

A faint minty scent lingered in the air. Dong Xiaoshuang smiled slightly, wrapped her arms around the other person's waist, and lifted her right foot slightly to hook the door shut with a "bang."

Dong Xiaoshuang smiled and tilted her head back to kiss him passionately. Their moist lips pressed tightly together, and their two smooth tongues intertwined, carrying each other's breath.

A deep laugh came from the other person's chest. Before Dong Xiaoshuang could even cry out, the other person picked her up around the waist.

"Zihua." Dong Xiaoshuang looked up, her eyes, as bright as crescent moons, at the man who had given her a big princess carry. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, glowing with spring light, and she called out his name in a slightly hoarse voice.

Li Zihua looked down at Dong Xiaoshuang in his arms, a slightly seductive smile playing on his lips as he licked them. He carried Dong Xiaoshuang toward the sofa, saying in a deep, magnetic voice, "Xiaoshuang, a day apart feels like three autumns."

Dong Xiaoshuang couldn't help but gasp softly, as if she were melting into Li Zihua's seductive voice and those alluring vortexes of eyes.

Li Zihua sat on the sofa, placing Dong Xiaoshuang on his lap. His right hand gently caressed Dong Xiaoshuang's lips, the calluses on his long, slender fingers creating an indescribably alluring friction against her delicate lips. His left hand skillfully unbuttoned Dong Xiaoshuang's white shirt, one button, two buttons… until the white shirt slipped onto Dong Xiaoshuang's jeans, before he stopped.

Li Zihua's smile grew wider and more sinister.

Men caught up in lust become so alluring and seductive, like poisoned wine or an irresistible poppy!

Li Zihua's right hand, which had been resting on Dong Xiaoshuang's lips, gradually slid down, replacing them with her warm lips that carried a faint minty scent, and the intertwining of their tongues continued.

Li Zihua's large, calloused hand deftly reached behind Dong Xiaoshuang and unbuttoned her bra...

The smooth, creamy texture of the fabric in his palm intensified the desire in Li Zihua's eyes.

However, Li Zihua did not seem to be in a hurry. His hand, which had just removed Dong Xiaoshuang's bra, slowly moved over Dong Xiaoshuang's body with a provocative motion.

A hint of desire gradually crept into Dong Xiaoshuang's eyes and brows. Her hands, which had been behind Li Zihua's back, moved with difficulty to Li Zihua's chest.

"Zihua..." Dong Xiaoshuang was jolted, her almond-shaped eyes slightly open, her mouth slightly agape, the words she was about to say were instantly swallowed up, the burning heat brought on by desire made Dong Xiaoshuang unable to help but moan.

Li Zihua's smile, with Dong Xiaoshuang's breasts as tender and alluring as ripe cherries in his mouth, became even more wicked, just like the red spider lilies blooming on the banks of the Sanzu River in endless darkness, their crimson color a bewitching reflection of the only scenery on the road to the underworld.

"Hmm... Zihua..." Dong Xiaoshuang's hands had unknowingly reached Li Zihua's shoulders. Her hands, weakened by lust, struggled to support her, and the body that was originally close to Li Zihua's not only created a slight distance.

Li Zihua's lips finally parted, and before Dong Xiaoshuang could catch her breath, Li Zihua gently lifted Dong Xiaoshuang's chin with his right hand, his voice slightly hoarse, even more alluring than usual.

"Xiaoshuang, I want to..."

A muffled, earth-shattering boom seemed to reach Dong Xiaoshuang's ears, nearly shattering the last shred of her sanity.

Her cheeks were as red as ripe tomatoes, and her breathing became very labored.

Li Zihua's hand gradually slid down...

A small, fair, and smooth hand suddenly rested on top of Li Zihua's large palm.

"Zihua." Dong Xiaoshuang's voice was cool as she held Li Zihua's hand and said, "Zihua, don't."

Li Zihua looked up at Dong Xiaoshuang, who had regained some of her composure, leaned forward slightly, and whispered in her ear, "Don't want it? Xiaoshuang, do you really not want it?"

Feeling Dong Xiaoshuang's body tremble, Li Zihua smiled wickedly and said, "Xiaoshuang, your body is much more honest than you are. Admit it, Xiaoshuang, you're just like me. Just as... eager... to want each other."

Dong Xiaoshuang took a deep breath. Although her body honestly reflected that she had fallen into lust and desperately wanted the other person, her remaining rationality controlled her behavior.

"Zihua, no." Dong Xiaoshuang placed her hands on Li Zihua's chest, her voice hoarse and trembling but crystal clear as she said, "Zihua, no. Have you forgotten? I said at the beginning that we would never have premarital sex. Teasing is fine, but we absolutely cannot cross the line. Zihua, I won't try to cross the line."

"Xiaoshuang, we agreed to get married after graduation. But there are still a few months to go. Don't you trust me?" Li Zihua's lust hadn't subsided as he whispered provocatively, trying to destroy Dong Xiaoshuang's last shred of reason.

However, Dong Xiaoshuang, who has been dating Li Zihua since her freshman year of college for five years, has still not let Li Zihua break through her defenses in these five years. This shows that even if Dong Xiaoshuang only has a sliver of rationality left, she is still unbreakable.

“Zihua, it’s not a matter of belief or disbelief. It’s a matter of principle.” Dong Xiaoshuang said, tossing her bra on the glass table, then slowly putting on her shirt that had slipped down to her waist, buttoning it up and turning her head.

Looking at Dong Xiaoshuang, who was as stubborn and unyielding as a rock in a latrine, Li Zihua finally sighed helplessly and let Dong Xiaoshuang get up and leave.

Dong Xiaoshuang took a can of juice from the refrigerator, pressed it against her still burning cheeks, and leaned back slightly on the sofa.

Since starting a relationship with Li Zihua, such provocative and extreme interactions have become frequent occurrences; it's inevitable for carnivorous men and women to find it hard to resist their desires.

If Dong Xiaoshuang hadn't had such strong self-control, she probably would have already succumbed to Li Zihua's temptations.

Dong Xiaoshuang admits that she is old-fashioned. In today's society, it's not that there are no virgins at the age of 24, but they are certainly not many.

It's extremely rare to find someone who remains a virgin after five years of dating.

Li Zihua emerged from the bathroom wearing a large black T-shirt and baggy white trousers with red trim.

After taking a cold shower and feeling refreshed, Li Zihua looked at Dong Xiaoshuang, who was half-lying on the sofa "ice-packing," smiled deeply, and sat down in the empty space on the sofa, saying, "I heard that Dr. Zhong is coming back to your hospital in a few days to give lectures."