Quick Transmigration: Forbidden to Covet Beautiful NPCs

A faint scent of sandalwood lingered around, enveloping Wu Tongxue.

Lou Wujiu personally opened the car door and helped him up before getting in himself.

The car drove a short distance before the barrier rose. "Don't take what I just said to heart."

Lou Wujiu held his hand and played with it, trying to downplay the matter, and said calmly with his eyes lowered, "I was just talking nonsense."

Despite feeling embarrassed, his strong mental fortitude made him appear as if nothing had happened.

"Ah."

"After you drop me off at the hotel, you can go back." Once she saw him, Wu Tongxue began to wholeheartedly review the gains she had made from this field trip with her mentor.

His tone was somewhat cold, and his gaze was fixed on the flashing lights outside, though his eyes were not actually focused.

I'll rest a bit tomorrow morning, then go to two tutoring classes at noon, and I can still make it to my tutor's place in the evening to help out.

I'll definitely be tested when I go there tomorrow, so I need to think about what questions they might ask.

And those two books my senior mentioned last time, I'll have to go to the school library to look for them later.

The lesson plans I made before are still on my computer; I'll review them again tonight.

Call home again...

Wu Tongxue was planning her schedule for tomorrow when she was suddenly interrupted.

"You'll stay with me now." Lou Wujiu was very dissatisfied with his coldness, so he pinched his chin and kissed him, their breaths mingling.

"Pay attention."

His image was reflected in those clear, glassy eyes, and Lou Wujiu was slightly satisfied, but that didn't stop him from kissing him even more fiercely.

The atmosphere in the cramped space grew increasingly ambiguous and heated.

Wu Tongxue grabbed the collar in front of her, not uttering a word, only breathing softly.

A hint of crimson tinged the corners of her eyes, her gaze shimmering, and her lips a vibrant red, breaking her aloof demeanor.

Seizing an opportunity to pull away, her clear voice carried a captivating huskiness, "I'm wondering, how much longer are you going to kiss me?"

"Don't you have anything else to say tonight?"

Lou Wujiu was unhappy with his calm demeanor; he needed emotional feedback, even if it was just a slap.

Wu Tongxue was unaware that he thought of her as so cruel. She hesitated and looked up, "I missed you?"

He pondered Lou Wujiu's personality; he just loved these sticky, sentimental words.

Lou Wujiu's breath caught in his throat, neither rising nor falling. Did he still need to use a hesitant tone to say this?

He hugged the person, placing his large hand on their back, "I missed you too."

It's okay, he can pretend he didn't hear it.

After deceiving myself, I feel good.

Her pale face gained a touch of vitality as she rested her chin on Wu Tongxue's shoulder, her long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles gently caressing the back of his hand.

Wu Tongxue simply leaned against him, pressed down his restless hands, and closed her eyes to rest.

Lou Wujiu was very pleased with this complete dependence, and stopped acting strangely, holding the person comfortably in his arms.

The atmosphere was warm and cozy.

When they got downstairs at the hotel, Wu Tongxue told him to go back, as he wanted to get a good rest that night.

Lou Wujiu hesitated, then asked, "Is there anything else you want to say to me?"

"Try to drink less alcohol in the future."

Before meeting Wu Tongxue, Lou Wujiu was considered half a madman, doing whatever was dangerous and frequently appearing in various extreme sports, active in uninhabited areas around the world.

They don't have any dietary restrictions, especially for spicy food and alcohol.

He's still alive and kicking all these years thanks to his family's nutritionist team and doctor.

Although he has no serious illnesses, his spleen and stomach have been relatively weak over the years, making him prone to illness.

Lou Wujiu felt guilty, but smiled broadly and said, "Okay, you keep an eye on me."

Wu Tongxue withdrew her hand and glanced at him.

The Buddhist prayer beads on Lou Wujiu's wrist were consecrated by a master at a high price paid by his mother to protect her son throughout his life, and he was not allowed to take them off easily.

How is your medicinal diet going?

Lou Wujiu remained silent.

His tall figure stood out prominently under the streetlights, with broad shoulders, long legs, and a well-defined face. He was exceptionally handsome, and every gesture exuded nobility.

He didn't speak and looked very intimidating.

Wu Tongxue understood.