Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One - A Sober Fall

The man slid down Tu Mi's arm and into her arms. As Tu Mi tried to push him away, he wrapped his arms around her waist, rested his head weakly against her neck, and gasped, "Ah~ it hurts~"

Behind the man were a man and a woman dressed in revealing clothing, who looked exactly alike and were likely twins.

Ah Feng, who was behind Yan Yu, stepped out, shook his head, pouted, and glared at Tu Mi, "You bumped into our young master!"

The woman behind Yan Yu stepped aside, stretched out her hand towards Tu Mi, and looked at Tu Mi with wide eyes, "Pay up! Our young master is very precious, and we will not allow you to hurt him like this."

Tu Mi reached out and forcefully pushed Yan Yu off her, a smirk playing on her lips, her words ruthless, "Stop pretending, what are you trying to do?"

Wu Minang glanced at Tu Mi a few times and immediately recognized that these people were Tu Mi's snake clan.

Yan Yu, holding her head with one hand, acted clumsily, her voice sweet and coquettish, "You bumped into me and hurt me~~"

Tu Mi shuddered. Could all his snake clans be like this? A hint of concern flickered in his eyes. He bent slightly, his voice soft, "Where does it hurt? Can you tell me?"

Yan Yu lowered her head, her expression awkward, her body swaying in the air, emitting a strange sound, "Hmm~~........"

Then, Tu Mi walked quickly toward Chong Zuo and the others, signaling them to hurry up and follow him, leaving Yan Yu standing there alone, humming and talking in a coquettish tone.

Ah Feng and Ah Qing watched as Tu Mi left. They stepped forward, each grabbing Yan Yu's arm and shaking it, "Young Master, Young Master..."

Yan Yu blew on his hair, his ear tips turning red. He hadn't expected to encounter the Clan Serpent again, and such a beautiful one at that. Thinking about it, he covered his cheeks with his hands and snorted.

Seeing that Yan Yu was engrossed in his own world, A Qing called out loudly, "Young Master!! That person is gone."

Yan Yu: Hmm~~ Hmm!

He raised his head and looked around. He saw crowds of people everywhere. The serpent from before was gone, as were the three people who had been with it.

He blinked, tugged at his sleeve, frowned, and as he turned to leave, he said, "I'm gone."

..............

Wu Minang stepped forward, standing beside Tu Mi with his arms crossed, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Hey, you've got quite a few suitors."

Tu Mi frowned, waved her hand casually, and said with a hint of helplessness, "I don't like men, so these are all bad entanglements for me."

Wu Minang stopped, his gaze fixed on Tu Mi, his expression unreadable. "You don't like men?"

Chongzuo lowered his eyes to look at the road beneath his feet, holding Buddhist prayer beads in his hand, and remained silent.

"Chongzuo" followed behind Chongzuo, his gaze fixed on the space between Wuminang and Tumi, without moving an inch.

On the bustling, lively street, Chongzuo and the other two heard Tu Mi's indistinct voice say, "Of course."

Wu Minang then asked, "You like women?"

Tu Mi's eyes fell on the various figures in front of her, then she turned to look at Wu Minang, her eyelashes trembling. She then turned her head back and whispered, "I'm a bad person. I don't know what I like..."

As she spoke, Tu Mi let out a soft laugh, shaking her head as she laughed, it was unclear whether it was a sign of self-doubt or... disappointment...

Wu Minang stopped and silently looked at Tu Mi's back. A blurry image flashed through its mind. Looking back today, it realized that it had been a ghost for hundreds of years. Its birth parents were unknown in human form, and it wandered around cultivating as a ghost. It was always the same ghost.

Its eyes are upturned at the corners, but... so what? Cultivation is inherently against the will of Heaven; you have to give up something to gain something.

............

These days

Tu Mi relentlessly approached Chong Zuo—or rather, pretended to seduce him—so that Su Luo Chi within her divine consciousness could clearly see how Chong Zuo was gradually seduced by her.

【情感波动：崇祚+2+2+3+2，47

"Chongzuo" + 4 + 2 + 2, 49

Total: 96

Inside an abandoned, dilapidated temple

Chongzuo and Tumi sat around the burning fire. Wuminang was not sitting by the fire, but hanging upside down from the beam behind them, his head facing Tumi, his eyes lifeless. Chongzuo fiddled with the black and white beads with strange patterns on his left wrist, leaning against the pillar, his eyes occasionally glancing in Tumi and Chongzuo's direction.

Tu Mi, who had been sitting comfortably, suddenly slumped into Chong Zuo's arms, blinking her eyes and calling out, "Master~~"

Chongzuo, who had been bowing his head and fiddling with prayer beads, slowly opened his eyes. His eyes, reflecting the bright fire, looked tenderly at Tumi. The red bead on his forehead was so red it seemed to drip blood. He said softly, "What's wrong, little demon?"

Tu Mi nestled half her body into Chong Zuo's arms, wriggling like a maggot, "Master~~ Tu Mi isn't feeling well~~"

Chongzu raised his left hand to his mouth and nose, his lips slightly upturned, barely noticeable, and coughed twice. "Cough, cough, is that so?"

Tu Mi took Chong Zuo's left hand and placed it on her face, her eyes widening slightly. Her usually dull eyes sparkled under the red flames. "Master~~ Tu Mi feels hot and sticky all over. I want to go to the lake to wash up. Can you come with me~~"

Chongzu leaned back slightly, letting Tumi hold his left hand. He gently pushed Tumi away with his right hand, which was holding the prayer beads. He tilted his head slightly and declined, "Um...why don't you let Shanmu go with you?"

As she finished speaking, Tu Mi looked at Chong Zuo, who happened to turn his head to look at her as well. Their eyes met...

Tu Mi withdrew her gaze, bringing her face even closer to Chong Zuo's, and said in a low voice, "Master~~ Shan Mu looks so tall and strong, he'll scare me~~~"

"Chongzuo" lowered his eyes and examined himself. Tall? Strong? Would he scare Tumi?

Hanging upside down behind the two, Wu Minang listened to Tu Mi's words, pursed his lips, and flipped himself onto the beam. He wondered what was wrong with Tu Mi lately, spouting such disgusting remarks that it was chilling. If he remembered correctly, that was the twentieth time Tu Mi had unintentionally fallen into Chong Zuo's arms—such clumsy seduction, yet Chong Zuo actually fell for it.

Then, Wu Minang chimed in, "Tu Mi, I'll go with you."

Tu Mi smiled, ignoring Wu Minang and obediently looking at Chong Zuo.

Chongzu looked at Tumi for a few seconds, then, as if unable to resist her any longer, he helped her up with both hands, stood up, and said helplessly, "Then I'll go with you."

Tu Mi hugged Chongzuo's arm tightly, exclaiming with delight, "Wow~ Master, you're so kind~~"

The rice bag on the beam:............

It's truly unbelievable...

It felt isolated...