Quick Transmigration: Host, Please Be a Mute Beauty

That night, Jiang Qiao slept very restlessly. She had a nightmare in which Gao Jiajia took a glass of water and forced it into her mouth. She was powerless to struggle. After drinking the water, her consciousness began to blur. She could only vaguely see a man come in and try to touch her inappropriately.

At this moment, Jiang Zhouye appeared, pinned the man to the ground, and, in a fit of rage, beat him to death...

Jiang Zhouye was taken away by the police.

As she left, she saw the emotion in his eyes.

Jiang Qiao was startled awake. He opened his eyes and saw Jiang Yuzhu putting on her shoes.

Jiang Yuzhu was startled by Jiang Qiao's sudden sitting up. She asked with concern, "Sister, did you have a nightmare?"

Jiang Qiao was sweating profusely. She slowly opened her mouth, her voice sounding somewhat hoarse: "Yes, a terrible nightmare."

She never wanted to see Jiang Zhouye's eyes again—the kind that were imprisoning, loving, and clinging, suffocating her.

Jiang Yuzhu stood up, tiptoed, and patted her head. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, worries fly away, and happiness comes!"

Jiang Qiao was amused by the child's behavior and laughed out loud: "Thank you, Yuzhu. Yuzhu is so thoughtful. She will definitely be a happy and caring older sister in the future. You go and eat first. I'll be out in a bit."

Jiang Yuzhu nodded and ran out.

"Ouch!" The little girl was running too fast and couldn't stop in time, bumping into Jiang Zhouye who was getting water.

Jiang Zhouye quickly steadied her: "Why are you running so fast?"

Jiang Yuzhu rubbed her nose, wincing in pain, and said, "I'm hungry, I need to eat right away. Oh, right, Sister Jiang had a nightmare, Big Brother, you should go comfort her, don't say I didn't help you!"

After saying that, he ran away.

Did she have a nightmare?

Jiang Zhouye put down the ladle in his hand and went to the kitchen to make a bowl of brown sugar water.

He paused at the doorway. "Jiang Qiao, may I come in?"

Jiang Qiao had just changed her clothes when she heard Jiang Zhouye's voice, and it reminded her of the dream. Based on her woman's intuition, she felt that the dream was likely a premonition.

"come in!"

Jiang Zhouye handed her the brown sugar water: "Are you alright? Have some water."

Jiang Qiao was surprised: "It's nothing, thank you!"

Jiang Zhouye said, "You're welcome."

Wangcai: Sigh, these two seem to be on completely different wavelengths. We can't get anything done on important matters. I'm really worried.

Jiang Qiao looked at him and blinked: "Did you go up the mountain this morning?"

"go."

"Take me with you!"

Jiang Zhouye pursed his lips, paused, and said in a low voice, "Okay, you eat first, and we'll set off after that."

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On the mountain.

The road was very slippery, probably because of the continuous rain.

Jiang Zhouye, being a very gentlemanly man, found her a wooden stick: "Take this, or you'll fall."

Jiang Qiao took the ugly stick: "...Thank you."

Perhaps the koi fish skill finally came in handy, because Jiang Qiao caught two pheasants in a row. The two pheasants just stood there, waiting for Jiang Qiao to catch them.

[Host, actually, you've benefited from the luck of our Supreme God.]

Jiang Qiao: [Whatever, I caught him anyway.]

Jiang Zhouye felt the wonder of the world.

"Am I amazing?" Jiang Qiao proudly showed off to him, carrying two plump chickens.

Jiang Zhouye: "Yeah, that's impressive."

Jiang Qiao scoffed, "That's just a perfunctory remark. You should smile when you're praising someone's abilities."

Jiang Zhouye frowned, thought for a moment, then forced a smile: "You're very capable."

Jiang Qiao was charmed by the man's cuteness: "Hahaha, Jiang Zhouye, you're so adorable, ah~"

Perhaps her smile was too ungraceful; without the support of a stick, she lost her footing and fell forward.

Jiang Zhouye reacted quickly, dropping his sickle and catching Jiang Qiao around the waist.

Jiang Qiao instinctively gripped the man's clothes tightly.

Jiang Qiao seems to be like an octopus clinging to a man.

Jiang Qiao pressed her hand on the man's chest, and she could feel his heart pounding violently.

Jiang Zhouye let out a muffled groan, his hand resting on her slender waist. "Are you alright?"

Jiang Qiao looked miserable: "Something seems to have happened. I twisted my ankle. If you'd like, you can carry me on your back."

Jiang Zhouye let go of her, packed everything up and put it in the basket, then squatted down and said, "Get on."

Jiang Qiao first put the basket on her back, then awkwardly climbed onto the man's back and wrapped her arms around his neck: "Let's go!"

Her breath brushed against the man's ear, making him somewhat unable to resist the temptation, and he could only curse himself as a beast in his heart.

"Don't hug me so tightly."

Jiang Qiao refused, hugging him even tighter, and said confidently, "The weather is getting colder, I'm afraid you'll be cold."

Jiang Zhouye: "I'm not cold."

Jiang Qiao: "I don't believe it."

The mountain road was bumpy, and Jiang Qiao had a great figure, with all the right curves. The sound of fabric rubbing against fabric seemed somewhat ambiguous in the quiet air.

Jiang Zhouye's face was already bright red.

Jiang Qiao rested her chin on the man's shoulder, staring intently at his profile. His face overlapped with that blurry image from the depths of her memory.

She found him, and he fell in love with her again.

Her gaze was too direct, and the man was somewhat absent-minded. Suddenly, he felt a warmth on his cheek, which completely threw him into disarray.

Jiang Qiao looked at the flushed cheeks, like a red apple, and, unable to resist the urge, she pressed herself against them.

Jiang Zhouye stopped in his tracks, his voice filled with anger: "You...do you know what you're doing?"

Jiang Qiao buried her face in his neck, the scent of hormones washing over her: "I know, that's why I did it. I told you I liked you, and you like me too, don't you? Your heartbeat tells me you like me a lot."

Jiang Zhouye felt like he couldn't breathe; the girl's words resonated in his heart.

Having lived all these years, this was the first time he felt he shouldn't be in the mud.

[Ding-dong~ Congratulations, host, your strategy value has reached 85%. We hope you'll keep up the good work! *kiss*]

……

Today is the Beginning of Winter, and every household eats dumplings. Snowflakes are falling from the sky, and children are having a snowball fight outside.

Gao Jiajia has been extremely sleepy lately, and her head feels dizzy every day when she goes to work, so she's getting fewer and fewer work points.

Duan Yujing still ignored her. Yesterday, Gao Jiajia specially brought him tea, but he threw it on the ground and said some very unpleasant things to her.

Wasn't the second male lead supposed to be the gentle and refined type?

Gao Jiajia finally sensed something was wrong. She threw the things on the table on the ground and said angrily, "Who are you? Why did you lie to me? Why does Duan Yujing still not like me? Are you in cahoots with Jiang Qiao?"

Xiao Hei calmly observed all of this from within the inner space, its eerie mechanical voice still ringing out: "No comment. You only need to listen to me; only I can help you."

Gao Jiajia knew she had been deceived, and fear surged into her heart. She didn't want to die yet, and her eyes were filled with malice.

This was the scene Cao Keyu saw when she came in; it was the first time she had ever seen Gao Jiajia with such an expression.

"Jia...Jiajia, what's wrong?"