Quick Transmigration: Forbidden to Covet Beautiful NPCs

Neon lights flashed outside the car window, and the tires rolled over a small puddle, splashing up a few drops of water.

Zhao Wuji sat in the passenger seat.

Wu Tongxue and Zhao Ya sat together in the back row.

Zhao Ya: "Sitting so far away, are you afraid I'll eat you?"

He raised an eyebrow at the person who was almost touching the car window, moved aside, and unceremoniously took up most of the space.

"No, you're the one who pushed me." Wu Tongxue pushed his wrist, trying to push him back to his original position.

But to Zhao Ya, that little bit of strength was like a tickle; it didn't budge an inch.

"I went out for a while, and when I came back, Sweetheart didn't like me anymore." Zhao Ya sighed softly, her eyes filled with resentment.

Instead of leaving, they moved even closer, their arms touching.

Their thighs touched, and the heat transmitted through the thin fabric, making Wu Tongxue want to back away again.

The wrist was grabbed, and the next second, a large hand wrapped around the waist, pinched and lifted, pulling the person onto the lap.

Wu Tongxue instinctively grabbed his clothes, "What are you doing?"

Her eyes were clear and bright, as captivating as ever.

Zhao Ya patted him on the back and held him still with his other hand, saying, "Since you don't have a seat, this is perfect for you."

Even though there were plenty of empty seats over there, they insisted on squeezing him into a window seat while holding him. Where were there no seats?

He was clearly trying to take advantage of people on purpose.

The old father gazed ahead, sighing softly to himself, "My child has grown up."

Receiving a glance from the young master in the rearview mirror, the driver promptly raised the barrier.

"Ah!" Wu Tongxue exclaimed in surprise when she saw Xiao Xiao, feeling somewhat annoyed, as if they were about to do something bad behind her back.

So he punched Zhao Ya on the shoulder, trying to salvage the situation, "What are you doing? Daddy is still up ahead, I still need to talk to Daddy."

Zhao Ya smiled with narrowed eyes, grasped his fist, leaned back and said lazily, "Nothing, Daddy's still here."

"I've been away on a business trip for so long, doesn't Sweetheart have anything to say to me?"

My gaze swept over him; he hadn't lost weight, and was still as beautiful and flamboyant as a small rose.

He's heartless. He works hard outside to earn money, but he enjoys himself at home. He even found a boyfriend to serve him.

Wu Tongxue couldn't break free from his grip. "What did you say?"

Under Zhao Ya's dangerous gaze, she softened her tone, "Brother, you must be tired from your business trip."

She blinked her eyes and said sweetly, "Brother is the best."

"Brother, can you put me down? It's tiring to carry you."

Zhao Ya chuckled and pinched his soft, tofu-like face, carefully restraining his strength to avoid leaving a mark.

He rubbed the soft flesh in his hands, his gaze lingering, "That's all."

"Tell me about your boyfriend, what's going on?"

“It’s just…” Wu Tongxue pulled his hand away, her eyes flickered, and a sweet smile appeared on her lips, “Brother, you just said it yourself, you have a boyfriend.”

"What do you like about him?"

Wu Tongxue thought for a moment, then looked at him again, "He's handsome, rich, gentle, and good to me."

"That's all?" Zhao Ya's tone was full of disdain.

"Am I not handsome?" He brought his face close to Wu Tongxue's.

His gaze was fixed on her, burning with love. Wu Tongxue quickly covered his eyes, saying, "You're handsome too."

Zhao Ya slammed his hand down, giving him no chance to dodge. "He has money?"

"Honey, all of Daddy's and my money is yours. You're richer than him. Or are you eyeing the Li family's mere tens of billions in assets?"

"Hmm? If you like it, I'll get it back for you."

There was no joking in his tone; he genuinely had the ability to seize these things using extraordinary means.

The tone and attitude were indulgent, treating these things like toys.

Wu Tongxue used both hands to turn his face to the side, "You're not allowed to do that!"

"It has nothing to do with this anymore. You're not allowed to do bad things."

Zhao Ya pressed her forehead against his, her voice tender: "Baby, haven't I been good enough to you?"

Despite her gentle demeanor, Wu Tongxue felt a chill run down her spine.

"I knew you'd be angry."

Helpless, Wu Tongxue rubbed her forehead against his and put her hands around his shoulders and neck.

The atmosphere froze. Zhao Ya took a slight step back, looking into his eyes. "What do you mean by this, baby?"