Quick Transmigration: Forbidden to Covet Beautiful NPCs

Wu Tongxue had another dream.

In the quiet courtyard, he sat in the main room, his slender figure reflected on the window.

Her water-red dress fluttered in the breeze, her jet-black hair cascaded down to her waist, and a sweet, lingering fragrance enveloped her, her face radiant with beauty.

Yan Liang stepped into the warmly lit room, enveloped by the cool air from outside.

When he saw that figure, his eyes softened immediately. He paused at the door for a moment before walking in.

Wu Tongxue was holding two pieces of cloth, struggling to find a place to start with the needle and thread. Her jade-like fingers were twisting a thin needle, and a red mark was clearly visible on the back of her hand.

She glanced at her husband who had returned home, frowned, and complained, "Making clothes is so hard."

The tall figure sat down beside him, took the needle, thread and fabric from his hands and placed them down, saying gently, "If you don't like them, then leave them."

Wu Tongxue turned to look at him, her expression displeased. "But everyone makes their own clothes. If people find out I can't, they'll laugh at me."

As he spoke, his eyes darted around, glancing at a pair of large hands several times.

Yan Liang smiled, a warm look in his eyes, and listened attentively to what he was saying.

"Honey, you're so smart, aren't you?" The lingering dissatisfaction on her face vanished, and in the blink of an eye, the sun shone through. Her thick eyelashes curved into a beautiful arc with her eyes.

Wu Tongxue softened her tone and said coquettishly, "Making clothes is so simple, you'll definitely learn it in no time, right!"

While acting coquettishly, she naturally leaned into Yan Liang's arms. Seeing that he didn't speak, she tugged at his sleeve and looked at him expectantly.

Yan Liang took his hand and gently stroked it. He lowered his eyes, and the smile on his lips vanished the moment he saw the red mark on the back of his hand.

What happened to your hand?

He carefully picked it up to examine it; the scars on the back of his fair hand were particularly unsightly.

"What?" Wu Tongxue stared at the scar, trying to recall. "I probably bumped into something by accident."

It's just a little red mark, it doesn't hurt at all. He kept insisting on the question from before, "So, are you going to agree or not?"

“Sure.” Yan Liang looked down at him with a smile. “But how would you like to pay me?”

His gaze lingered on the wound for a long time, and his initial joy diminished considerably. He had been injured outside, and he hadn't been able to protect him.

His bride deserves to be cherished.

Wu Tongxue glared at him angrily, got up and broke free from his embrace, then grabbed his ear, displeased, "You actually want payment?"

Yan Liang's ears immediately turned red, not from pain.

He gently pulled the person back into his arms and let them sit on his lap, saying, "Don't be angry."

Then he leaned close to Wu Tongxue's ear and whispered something in her ear.

Yan Liang looked at his wife's suddenly flushed cheeks, as red as a sunset, her wide eyes filled with a shy, watery light. She looked both embarrassed and annoyed, which was incredibly cute. He barely managed to suppress the urge to smile.

Wu Tongxue gave her husband, who was anything but serious, a pat on the shoulder.

This level of force was gentle to Yan Liang, causing almost no pain. On the contrary, he found it quite pleasant and enjoyed his wife's coquettishness.

"You!" Wu Tongxue thought for a few seconds, then blurted out, "Shameless!"

Yan Liang kissed his cheek.

Before Wu Tongxue could react, he picked her up and carried her to the room.

Strong arms held the soft, fragrant person in their embrace tightly, giving him no chance to break free, and used their feet to push open the door.

"Bam—"

The door was quickly closed, and rustling sounds could be heard intermittently.

"Beast!"

"Mmm." Yan Liang didn't refute, grabbed both wrists, leaned in to kiss them, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Don't move."

“This is the reward, so…” Yan Liang stopped and looked at him. The face he had been longing for day and night was so close, waiting for his decision.

Wu Tongxue was displeased with the smile in his eyes, as if he was certain that she would not disagree, but after humming and hawing for a while, she did not refuse.

Yan Liang couldn't wait any longer and kissed her again...