Quick Transmigration: Forbidden to Covet Beautiful NPCs

Wu Tongxue sat down opposite Huo Tongzhou and looked at the table full of delicious-looking dishes.

A gentle smile appeared on her beautiful, fair face as she first served him some food, saying, "Thank you for your hard work."

"I don't know what I would do without you."

Her smiling eyes held a certain adoration, and her left hand gently rubbed her fingers together, the tiny scars on her fingertips almost completely disappearing.

Huo Tongzhou remained completely calm and silent, picking up his chopsticks and eating the food in his bowl.

He can cut his hand while peeling fruit, he can drop the basin while washing clothes, and he doesn't even know how to use a wood-fired stove...

He really didn't know what would happen to Wu Tongxue without his help.

Wu Tongxue ate very well, making her look very appetizing. Huo Tongzhou glanced at "her" figure without leaving a trace. She was too thin, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

I've made up my mind to get something to nourish "her" later.

Huo Tongzhou was an excellent cook; no one knew where he learned it, but Wu Tongxue was very satisfied with her meal.

He offered to help clear the dishes, but Huo Tongzhou glanced at him, seemed to think for two seconds, and said, "Take a walk in the yard to digest your food."

Wu Tongxue blinked and watched him bustling around, actually strolling around the courtyard.

I've decided to be a beautiful but useless person and leave everything else to others.

Huo Tongzhou was very busy. After finishing up here, he was about to leave and asked someone for his payment before he left.

Inside the tightly closed room, he held her down and bullied her for a while, until Wu Tongxue's lips were swollen from the kisses and almost bled.

"Take this and use it. Buy whatever you like." Huo Tongzhou hugged the person, his voice hoarse. His arms, strong as iron clamps, were incredibly powerful, almost holding the person captive with no chance of escape.

A stack of banknotes was placed on the table; not counting various receipts, there were probably several hundred in cash.

Wu Tongxue's eyes lit up. She leaned lazily against his warm chest, feeling very happy. It wasn't hard to flirt with him.

"Be careful, don't let anyone find out." Huo Tongzhou smoothed a strand of hair behind Wu Tongxue's ear and gave her a word of advice. The times were special, and if someone with a grudge found out, it could cause trouble.

"I know." Her voice was soft and sweet, with a rising tone at the end, as if coated with sugar, making Huo Tongzhou's heartstrings tremble.

"You..." Huo Tongzhou wanted to say something, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

I wanted to ask "her" why she wasn't curious about the source of those money and tickets, and I wanted to ask about their relationship, but when I looked down, I saw the bright, sparkling joy in "her" eyes, and I couldn't ask her anything.

Little heartless.

He couldn't stop eyeing that stack of banknotes, and he didn't even try to hide it.

However, since "she" likes these things...

Huo Tongzhou lowered his eyes, seemingly lost in thought, but his expression was relaxed. It seemed he couldn't stop what he was doing, otherwise, what would he use to appease people?

With a sweet and soft beauty in his arms, Huo Tongzhou couldn't help but press her down and kiss her, licking and biting her, wishing he could devour her whole.

The force of the push against his chest was so small as to be almost negligible; the sensation of touch only amplified his excitement. His large hand, which landed on his slender back, exerted force, feeling the friction of the clothes beneath his palm.

The temperature rose steadily as the spray was applied.

After a long while, Wu Tongxue leaned weakly against his shoulder, raised her hand to touch Huo Tongzhou's cheek, tugged at his earlobe, and frowned in refusal, "I can't..."

Her voice was soft and weak, filled with low, panting breaths; she looked utterly pitiful.

Huo Tongzhou lovingly stroked her slender white neck from the top of her head, feeling a thin layer of fragrant sweat. He paused, then stroked her back to soothe her.

I thought to myself, she's really delicate. Too much force won't work, and too much time won't work either.

"You look beautiful in that red dress," Huo Tongzhou said softly as he patted her back to help.

“?” Wu Tongxue looked up at him.

A wife must dress modestly after her husband's death, but Huo Tongzhou disliked black, white, and gray clothes, which were meant for another man.

She is better suited to bright and colorful clothes.

Wu Tongxue nestled in his arms, her arms loosely wrapped around his neck, and whispered, "Then I'll wear it for you next time."

Her new husband wasn't really dead, so no one would notice if she secretly wore it.

Well, the main thing is that her husband won't know.

The poor "widow" just wanted to live a life where someone would take care of her, and who that person was was none of her business, since the man outside was still there.

Yan Liang, who had secretly come to see his wife during the day, was so angry he was practically grinding his teeth to powder.

Damn it, it's that man seducing his wife again.

A dozen minutes later, Huo Tongzhou closed the courtyard gate and left.

Wu Tongxue yawned lazily, stretched, and immediately perked up when she saw the money and banknotes on the table, carefully storing them in her secret stash.

The wind in Qingshan Brigade was unusually strong, and now there was a rustling sound in the yard, so he got up to close the window that had been blown open.