Quick Transmigration: Only You Are the Desire of My Heart

【Aaaaaah!!!】

How embarrassing!!!

Overwhelmed with excitement, Song Qingyin couldn't help but scream.

[I'm so aroused, I can't resist the urge to pounce on you!]

Qingyu: [Host, please stop your dangerous thoughts.]

Chu Hanxi couldn't help but chuckle. Looking at the person buried in his arms, he stopped teasing her and gently stroked her long hair, quietly waiting for her to calm down.

Pressing his hand against Chu Hanqi's chest, listening to the rhythm of her heartbeat, it gradually seemed as if their heartbeats were on the same frequency.

Boom, boom, boom——

Each pulse is reassuring.

After a while, Song Qingyin slowly felt her cheeks stop burning. She straightened up, but still didn't dare to look Chu Hanxi in the eye. Thinking of that scene, she blushed and her heart raced again.

"What do you want for dinner? I'll make it for you." Seeing his girlfriend with her head almost touching the ground, Chu Hanqi considerately changed the subject.

Otherwise, it would be bad if my girlfriend got angry and embarrassed.

"You can cook?" Song Qingyin was surprised, after all, this didn't quite fit his image as a noble young master.

"Pfft—" Imagining Chu Hanxi in an apron, bustling around in the kitchen, she couldn't help but burst out laughing. It was indeed a good way to change the subject.

"What, you don't believe me?" Chu Hanxi narrowed her eyes, her tone dangerous.

"No, no, Hanqi is certainly very powerful." Song Qingyin waved her hand, her expression serious, to confirm the truthfulness of her words.

"Hmm~, let me think, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, spaghetti, sizzling steak, golden broth beef, lemon shrimp..." She counted on her fingers, one by one. There were just too many delicious things to eat, and she couldn't bear to give up any of them.

"Tsk, you little glutton," Chu Hanqi affectionately pinched Song Qingyin's nose. "I'll make you these dishes one by one from now on. Now, shall we go shopping?"

Song Qingyin: "Okay, sure."

The neighborhood where the Song and Chu families live is in a great location with convenient transportation. There are also large supermarkets nearby with a wide variety of goods, which saves a lot of time.

"How about we have pasta for dinner? And a steak too..." Chu Hanqi was picking out ingredients in front of the freezer when she didn't hear a reply. She turned around in confusion and saw Song Qingyin carrying a large pile of snacks.

She put the snacks into the shopping cart on one side, and only then did she have time to catch her breath. Her eyes were bright and she was clearly very satisfied.

Chu Hanqi's lips twitched, looking at the shopping cart that was now more than half full with a sense of helplessness.

"Eating too many snacks is bad for you..."

The variety is truly complete, with sweet, salty, spicy, and sour options all included.

"I knew it. You started complaining about how much I eat as soon as we started dating," Song Qingyin said, her head lowered, her shoulders shaking, and her voice sounding like she was about to sob.

"No, that's not what I meant." Chu Hanxi was a little flustered and hurriedly explained. But looking at the person in front of her with their head down, exuding grievances, she had no choice but to compromise.

"Fine, take whatever you want to eat."

Fortunately, there aren't many people in that area, otherwise uninformed people might have misunderstood.

"Really?" Hearing the satisfactory answer, Song Qingyin looked up, her eyes clear and bright, without a trace of tears. At this moment, Chu Hanxi knew perfectly well that she had fallen into her trap.

What can I do? She's the girlfriend I chose, so I can only spoil her. At worst, I'll just keep an eye on her and make sure she eats less.

"Really," Chu Hanqi nodded, though her expression held a hint of helplessness.

When it came time to pay, apart from a few ingredients that pitifully occupied a corner, the rest were all Song Qingyin's "spoils of war".

On the way back, Chu Hanqi watched his girlfriend eating as she walked ahead, and he was genuinely curious. After all, someone who looked dignified and gentle seemed quite out of place with these "junk foods."

"Do your aunt and uncle know how much you like to eat these?"

"I don't know," Song Qingyin thought for a moment. The original owner of this body didn't care much for food; for her, food was simply a way to fill her stomach and provide energy. In addition, perhaps influenced by her parents, her diet was light, low in salt and oil. Not to mention snacking.

As far as I can remember, I only ate some snacks when I was a child. The older I got, the less I cared about snacks.

She's different. Perhaps because she experienced hunger as a child, she cherishes food exceptionally and has a kind of obsession with it. Rather than saying she likes snacks, it's more accurate to say that she finds it hard to dislike anything edible.

"So it seems you've revealed your true nature in front of me," Chu Hanqi teased. "Aren't you afraid that after I know what you're really like, you'll find that you're not what I imagined, and then you'll break up with me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Hanxi regretted it. Knowing that she cared a lot about his opinion of her, he still said it like that, which was like stabbing her in the back. He immediately wanted to apologize.

"I'm afraid," Song Qingyin nodded, her tone serious. "But I can't pretend in front of you forever. If that's really the case, I'll accept it."

She chuckled lightly, with a self-deprecating tone, "Rather than getting deeper and deeper into trouble and ending up in a sorry state, it's better to get out sooner."

"Ayin, as long as you don't give up on me first, I will never let go of your hand." Chu Hanqi switched the shopping bag from her left hand to her other hand, then took Song Qingyin's hand and intertwined their fingers.

What if one day I give up on you first?

"Then I will hold on to you tightly. You are mine, how could I let you escape so easily? So, what you're worried about won't happen." Chu Hanqi gripped her hand slightly tighter, making no attempt to hide his possessiveness.

"Yes," Song Qingyin nodded heavily.

It's strange, there's an odd attraction between them. She can't help but act coquettishly around him, even though she's not usually one to do so.

Yet, in his presence, she lived freely and unrestrainedly.

"Now let's go home."

"it is good"

Their voices drifted away on the evening breeze...

Quiet and beautiful.

*

kitchen--

Chu Hanqi was intently frying a steak when someone suddenly wrapped their arms around her from behind, startling her. Her hand, which was frying the steak, trembled involuntarily. Looking at the small head peeking out from her side, she sighed helplessly.

"Hehe, scared you?" Song Qingyin chuckled, her face full of smug satisfaction at her successful prank.

"It smells so good! Can I have a taste, just for a little while?" Song Qingyin sniffed hard, looking like she was really craving it.

"No, it's not cooked yet. Eating it will give you diarrhea." Chu Hanxi patted her head. "Go outside and wait. It'll be ready soon."

"Okay," Song Qingyin said reluctantly as she left the kitchen, almost turning back every few steps.

Chu Hanxi glanced at her with amusement, shook her head, but quickened the pace of her movements.

"Ugh, I'm so full." After finishing her meal, Song Qingyin slumped in her chair, rubbing her stomach with a satisfied look on her face.

"What a genuine little glutton," Chu Hanqi gently tapped her forehead, pulled her up, and sat her on the sofa.

Feeling completely stuffed, Song Qingyin didn't want to move at all, so she found a comfortable spot to continue lounging around.