Quick Transmigration: Let Me Tell You, I'm a Social Anxiety Person

After doing all this, Wen Ying felt a little sleepy.

Perhaps because she had walked around the room too much, she felt weak all over and a feeling of drowsiness swept over her.

But Chi Ye hadn't returned yet. Wen Ying waited and waited, and finally took it upon herself to find her pajamas in the closet and decided to take a shower first.

Wen Ying carefully checked the bathroom. Fortunately, Chi Ye was not as ruthless as she had imagined. The bathroom was the only place without surveillance cameras.

However, she was still wary of the bathtub facing the large bed, feeling it was too exposed and unsafe, so she opted for a shower instead.

After taking a shower, Wen Ying was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open. All her energy had been drained. Without even turning off the light, she climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the disturbing light in the room was turned off, and the other side of the bed sank in, as a hand reached out and pulled the sleeping person, who was about to fall to the edge, into its arms.

Wen Ying's furrowed brows were gently and slowly smoothed out. In her dazed state, she felt a series of delicate kisses on her forehead. She tried to push away this intrusive gesture, but no matter what she did, she couldn't lift her heavy arm.

She could only let the wet touch fall on her brow and lips. Even her ears, which had turned red unconsciously in her dream, were not spared. Her earlobes were held in someone's mouth and gnawed at in revenge. After a long period of punishment, the slight stinging sensation moved to her neck, then to her collarbone, and then stopped completely, not going any further.

Wen Ying's hands were lifted and placed on the waist of the person next to her, forming a semi-hug posture. She was also being held tightly in someone's arms. Waves of burning heat came from their skin pressed together, and their breaths were also hot, as if two people with high fevers were falling asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, Wen Ying stood in front of the mirror, looking at the hickeys on her neck that resembled a sky full of stars, and fell silent.

The system also crashed; it hadn't detected Ikeno's arrival at all last night.

System: [I clearly spent 100,000 points to update my sensor program, so why did it still malfunction last night?! You wait here, I'm going to report this unscrupulous merchant to the Consumer Protection Association!]

Wen Ying appeared calm, but her hands trembled as she unbuttoned her pajamas. Thankfully, the red marks were only concentrated above her collarbone.

Ikeno is not a completely immoral person, and nothing that is suitable for all ages has happened.

But... she touched the most prominent spot below her collarbone and felt a slight pain in the skin her fingers touched. So she moved closer to the mirror, and sure enough, there was a noticeable teeth mark there, blending in with the red mark.

"Chi Ye." Wen Ying said expressionlessly, rebuttoning her clothes. "Are you a dog?"

After a quick wash, she took a walk outside the bedroom. The living room was spotless; all the footprints Wen Ying had left yesterday when she hadn't changed her shoes were gone. The clean clothes smelled fresh in the sunlight, and a bouquet of newly bought flowers was placed in a brand-new glass vase on the corner of the coffee table.

Although Chi Ye can be like a dog at times, at night she transforms into a caring fairy, diligently taking care of the cleanliness of the whole family and even washing the dishes that Wen Ying had been lazy about washing.

Several light-colored lunch boxes reappeared in the refrigerator. Wen Ying glanced at them briefly, then turned to the cupboard to get instant noodles, only to find nothing when she reached in.

Chi Ye was extremely vengeful. He emptied all the snacks in the cupboard, forcing Wen Ying to submit to the food he cooked.

Wen Ying wanted to laugh but forced herself to suppress it. In the end, her lips twitched and she took out a lunchbox from the refrigerator with a strange expression.

There were three bento boxes in total, filled with three meals a day. Ikeno made the breakfast sandwiches into heart shapes and wrote on them with ketchup: "Warm greeting, delicious."

For a moment, it was unclear whether he was promoting his sandwiches or subtly implying something.

Wen Yinggang opened her mouth but closed it again, holding back her words as she spoke to the camera: "Nonsense."

I dare not criticize anyone else, because I'm afraid of Ikeno Sou.

She absolutely couldn't praise him, for she was afraid Ikeno would be even more pleased.

"Let me tell you, I ate because I happened to be hungry, not because your cooking is so good." Wen Ying held the empty lunchbox and explained to the monitor with a forced smile, "Besides, this room is really too boring."

The second half of the sentence is true. Without the internet and television, Wen Ying had no choice but to return to a simpler life, with only eating and sleeping remaining in her life. Occasionally, she would complain to the monitor and say a few lines about how much she wanted to go out.

But in reality, she didn't really want to go out. The new home that Chi Ye had built was like a perfect protective shield for survival, allowing Wen Ying to live as she pleased without having to socialize or meet people, and without having to worry about practical issues such as money and food.

Aside from the black surveillance cameras all around her making her feel a moment of wariness upon her arrival, Wen Ying felt that staying here was great; the secluded life of solitude was her ideal state.

However, there is one exception to this comfort.

Wen Ying felt that she missed Chi Ye a little.

She wanted to meet him.

Wen Ying waited until sunset again, and when night fell, she couldn't resist the overwhelming drowsiness. She quickly took a shower and climbed into bed.

Before she drifted off to sleep, she pondered repeatedly what had caused her to feel so tired. There was nothing wrong with the food she ate in the morning and at noon. The only clue was the glass of milk she had drunk before taking a shower, which could also have been dinner.

In short, whether it's milk or dinner, the culprit must be Ikeno.

"Why are you still playing dirty tricks? I'm really angry..." Wen Ying said, half-closing her eyes as she looked at the monitor, before collapsing into bed.

Half-asleep, I heard rustling sounds again. Ikeno's embrace was still tight and hot.

Although Wen Ying's consciousness was hazy, she remained vigilant. In her dream, she shoved him a few times and even took a bite out of his chest, though she didn't know where she bit.

Chi Ye grunted, pinning her hands above her head and forcefully kissing her chin. Wen Ying knew the proverb "if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold," so she resisted stubbornly, but in the end, her teeth were pried open and her defenses crumbled. Her tongue was forcefully sucked and kissed, turning her into a fish swaying in the water.

Chi Ye kissed her for a long time. Wen Ying's consciousness became more and more confused. Suddenly, the restraints on her hands were loosened, and Chi Ye's presence suddenly disappeared. He didn't know where he went, but he was gone for a very long time. When he returned, he was covered in slightly cool moisture.

As if afraid of chilling Wen Ying, he lay alone beside her for a while until his body warmed up again before turning over and pulling her into his arms once more.