Quick Transmigration: Seducing the Villain, the Delicate Beauty Becomes His Darling

Song's father was already a tall man of 1.8 meters, but Ji Nanye standing in front of him just now still made him feel a little pressured.

This young man from the north of the city is really tall.

He couldn't help but pull Song Yunzhi aside and whisper, "Let me tell you, if he were to beat you, I wouldn't be able to beat him."

Song Yunzhi: "......"

"What nonsense are you spouting to your daughter?" Song's mother walked over and slapped her husband on the shoulder. "Xiao Ye is a good child, how could she hit someone?"

"Wife, you need to look at things from a long-term perspective," Mr. Song said seriously. "Didn't you just hit me too?"

Song's mother: "......"

Originally, Ji Nanye was supposed to be assisting, but seeing Song's mother leave, he simply rolled up his sleeves and started cooking.

Song Yunzhi looked towards the kitchen with concern. "Dad, I'll go check on the kitchen."

Mr. Song turned a blind eye and nodded, "Okay, I'll come back after I've finished watching."

My dear daughter can't cook, so it's pointless for her to go.

I just don't know if that tall guy can actually cook. I hope he doesn't burn down his kitchen.

Watching her daughter walk away, Song's mother chuckled softly, "I think he's good-looking, handsome, and polite."

“I don’t care about these things.” Mr. Song waved his hand and took a sip of tea. “It’s not good for people to be too shrewd; our precious child will suffer.”

"Oh my, you old fox, why didn't you say that when you proposed to me?" Song's mother looked at him in surprise. "Didn't you say that you should find a smart partner so that your children would be smart?"

"That, that is..." Mr. Song fell silent, staring at the kitchen.

That kid was well-behaved; he didn't lay a hand on me.

"What is it?" Song's mother looked over with a suspicious gaze.

Mr. Song coughed lightly. When he wanted to pursue his wife, he naturally said whatever came to mind.

As the couple chatted, Ji Nanye brought out the dishes he had prepared one by one, saying, "Uncle and Aunt, I don't know if they suit your tastes."

"It's to my liking. You two sit down and stop fussing."

Song's mother glared at her husband beside her. How could she ask someone to cook on their first visit?

If word got out, people would think he was some kind of wicked father-in-law.

Song Yunzhi pulled Ji Nanye to sit down and squeezed his hand under the table.

Ji Nanye smiled slightly and grasped the small hand in his palm.

Mr. Song wanted to say something, but his wife kicked him, and he immediately became quiet.

After eating until his belly was round and full, Song's father realized that he had eaten an extra bowl of rice than usual. Seeing the boy looking at him expectantly, he couldn't help but lower his expression slightly.

He doesn't seem very smart.

After finishing their meal, the group sat down on the sofa.

Mr. Song took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Ji Nanye, saying, "There's a million in here."

The boy froze, feeling as if he were in an ice cellar despite the sweltering summer heat.

Is this a breakup fee?

His eyes reddened, and he subconsciously grasped Song Yunzhi's hand, his breathing becoming heavy.

"Dad?" Song Yunzhi looked puzzled.

Song's mother also looked over with displeasure.

What's that old man doing? Even if he disagrees, he shouldn't do it in front of his daughter.

"What are you looking at? What are you looking at?" Mr. Song became uncomfortable and quickly explained, "Do you think this gift is too small?"

Ji Nanye suddenly raised his head, incredulously holding back his tears.

Song Yunzhi/Song's mother: "......"

"Thank you, Uncle. It's a lot, a lot!"

A huge figure flashed past, and in the blink of an eye, Song's father was tightly embraced.

The boy's shoulders trembled with excitement, his voice a mix of sobs and laughter.

Song's father: "......"

Where did his daughter find such a simpleton? Don't wipe your tears and snot on him.

"I can't accept this, thank you uncle and aunt!" Ji Nanye returned the card and solemnly promised, "I will treat Yunzhi well, don't worry."

"It's our first meeting, so I should give you something. Here you go." Song's mother smiled and handed over the card. "It's not much, just use it as pocket money."

Ji Nanye:? ? ?

It was already afternoon when Ji Nanye left the Song family's house, and he was still a little dazed.

Song Yunzhi tugged at his hand, "Boyfriend, I'm tired from walking."

"Give me a hug!" the boy immediately said, his eyes shining.

"No, I don't want to be carried, I want to be carried on my back."

“Okay.” He turned his back, squatted down, and said happily, “Come on up.”

Song Yunzhi happily hugged his neck, and when he stood up, she turned her head and kissed his cheek. "My boyfriend is so good."

"That's right, I want to be the best boyfriend." Ji Nanye grinned, "I want to be the best husband in the future too."

The thought of marrying his little butterfly made Ji Nanye unable to resist spinning around in circles behind everyone's back.

Song Yunzhi quickly hugged his neck, her brow twitching slightly. "Ji Nanye, what are you doing?"

"Zhibao, I'm a little happy."

"Who gave you the right to call him Zhibao?"

“Your uncles and aunts call you ‘baby,’ so I want to call them that too,” he said shamelessly, continuing to spin around like a little top.

Song Yunzhi was exasperated with him, and grabbed his ear, both amused and exasperated, saying, "Be serious, how old are you?"

She had never seen a boyfriend so childish.

"Song Yunzhi, we want to be together for the rest of our lives."

"Ah."

"Pinky promise." He raised a hand and nuzzled her head.

Song Yunzhi reached out and hooked her little finger with his, her clear black and white eyes curving into a smile.

"Ji Nanye, give me a kiss."

"No."

"Just for a second," she said softly, pinching his cheek. "Please, classmate~"

Why is she acting all cute?!

Ji Nanye felt his legs go numb, stopped in his tracks, sat down beside him, pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly, and said with a stern face, "Kiss me."

"Why are you so serious? We're not kissing anymore." Song Yunzhi smiled and turned her head away.

Ji Nanye lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers, then mustered his courage and kissed her.

As always, a tingling sensation spread through my chest and limbs.

Afraid of hurting her, he was especially careful, kissing her little by little, his dark eyes gradually becoming moist.

Song Yunzhi tilted her head back and slowly tightened her grip on his neck.

Ji Nanye pulled his head away at the right moment, and hugged the person tightly with slightly heavy breathing, "You can't do that, Zhibao."

"Okay, next time."

Song Yunzhi leaned her head against his chest, her face flushed and she breathed heavily.

Everyone else kisses for so long, she felt like she was suffocating.

Feeling Ji Nanye's pounding heartbeat and his rapidly heaving chest, Song Yunzhi couldn't help but chuckle.

Clearly, this guy wasn't much better.

She reached out and hugged his waist tightly, snuggling into his arms, enjoying this reassuring and warm feeling.

Song Yunzhi and Ji Nanye both applied to S University, which is conveniently located in the middle of the north and south of the city, making it easy for them to go to either side.

The two chose different majors, and when they didn't have classes, they would audit each other's classes.

Ji Nanye still waited for Song Yunzhi downstairs at the dormitory every day, just like before, and would also take her back in the evening.

Neither of them likes to sleep in. When they don't have classes in the morning, they usually go to the library to study. When they get tired, they go out to play.

"Ji Nanye, there's a package for you," his roommate called out. "Is it from your girlfriend again?"

"Thank you." Ji Nanye reached out and took it, then opened it and found it was the latest model of sneakers.

"Wow, that's a generous offer!" Several roommates gathered around and exclaimed enviously. "Honestly, you're really lucky."

"There are potato chips in my backpack."

"Where is it?" The group immediately turned to look for the potato chips and then started grabbing at them.

Ji Nanye went outside to make a video call while carrying the shoes. When he saw the girl's fair face, his expression brightened. "Zhibao, why did you buy me something again?"

"I just happened to see it and bought it," Song Yunzhi said subconsciously.

Ji Nanye brought the phone closer and said softly, "Don't always buy me things."

"Why?" Song Yunzhi asked with a smile, staring at his overflowing affection.

Ji Nanye's expression turned serious. "I'll get arrogant, and I'll turn bad in the future."

That's how it's portrayed on TV.

"Oh, I see. Then I won't deliver anymore," Song Yunzhi said, playing along perfectly.

Ji Nanye looked over hesitantly, but remembering that it was his suggestion, he ultimately said nothing.

Seeing his discomfiture, Song Yunzhi couldn't help but laugh, "Idiot Ji Nanye, who else should I give a gift to if not you?"

The boy's eyes lit up, and he grinned, "Give it to me!"

"Alright, go back to sleep now," Song Yunzhi said softly.

Ji Nanye nodded, skipped back to his dormitory, and asked curiously, "Zhibao, aren't you afraid I'll turn bad?"

"Don't worry, people with bipolar disorder are generally beyond help."

Ji Nanye: "..."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yunzhi looked at the travel guide on her tablet. Her roommates had just been discussing where to go for summer vacation, and she had become interested as well.

During her first and second years of college, she and Ji Nanye basically spent all their time in the library and classrooms. When they went out to play, it was only around the school, and they didn't really get to see much of the world.

Half of their university years have passed in the blink of an eye, and they will soon be juniors. Both of them have decided to take the postgraduate entrance exam, and they won't have as much time to play after that.

After choosing a spot, she gently patted the star-shaped jar beside her pillow, and a boy's youthful, happy voice came from behind, "Goodnight, little deskmate!"

"Old fashioned."

Song Yunzhi pulled the blanket over her head and patted it down.

I absolutely adore Song Yunzhi!

Song Yunzhi turned her back and pushed the star jar away.

It's hard to imagine how that guy had the nerve to record those sounds.

Didn't he think about how embarrassing it would be if he were rejected?

Song Yunzhi reached out and took the star jar back, saying softly, "Ji Nanye is really shameless."

Summer vacation arrived in the blink of an eye. After finishing his final exams, Ji Nanye went to the girls' dormitory to wait for Song Yunzhi.

Seeing a boy carrying a megaphone and holding flowers, marching in a grand manner to the girls' dormitory, he stood by and watched the spectacle with great interest.

"Excuse me, could you deliver this bouquet of flowers for me later? Thanks." With flowers and a lollipop handed to him, Ji Nanye raised an eyebrow. "Sure thing."

It's been a long time since I've participated in this kind of lively activity with young people; it's quite novel.

It seems like it was two years ago that I last did this, but it feels like many years have passed.

Seeing Song Yunzhi come out wearing a pretty little dress, he strode over and subconsciously handed her the flowers he was holding.

The loudspeaker behind them blared, and it was the boy's voice: "Senior Song, I'm Wang Ming from Class 2, Computer Science Department, freshman year. I liked you the first time I saw you. Can we go out together?"

Just as Song Yunzhi took the flowers from Ji Nanye, a group of people came up and handed her flowers, and she froze.

Ji Nanye's face darkened, and he turned to look at the boy holding the megaphone.

What does that mean? Do you like his girlfriend?

"Say that again!" Ji Nanye strode over aggressively, snatched the megaphone from his head, and said angrily, "Who are you going to chase?"

"I...I'm pursuing Senior Song, classmate. Thank you for helping me deliver the flowers." Wang Ming nodded gratefully.

Ji Nanye was furious. He grabbed the other man's collar and shouted, "Your name is Wang Ming, right? You're chasing after my girlfriend right in front of me! You want a beating, don't you?!"

With his clenched fist raised high, Wang Ming looked bewildered. "I...I didn't know that Senior Song had a boyfriend."

"Don't know? I pick up and drop off my girlfriend every day, and you're pretending?" Ji Nanye was furious and wanted to punch someone.

He's constantly trying to get attention, but it seems like he's just letting these people do it for fun!

After Song Yunzhi understood what had happened, she ran over and grabbed his hand, "Ji Nanye, don't be impulsive."

Ji Nanye released her hand, then tightened his grip and took a step back. His icy gaze fell on Wang Ming, and he said with a tense face, "Are you leaving or not? If you don't, I'll really beat you up!"

"I'm sorry, I haven't been to the girls' dormitory many times and didn't know that Senior Song had a boyfriend. I'm sorry for bothering you." Wang Ming apologized with some lingering fear, then left with the megaphone.

Ji Nanye felt like his whole body was on fire, and he was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head.

Seeing the crowd gradually disperse and seeing the boy looking so angry he was about to faint, Song Yunzhi couldn't help but laugh. "Boyfriend, lower your head."

"You're still laughing? Your boyfriend is about to be driven crazy." Ji Nanye lowered his head, looking aggrieved.

Song Yunzhi tilted her head back and kissed him on both cheeks, her eyes crinkling with laughter. "Don't be angry, boyfriend. I only love you."

"Humph."

"Give me another kiss." Song Yunzhi cupped his face and gave him a quick peck.

Ji Nanye's ears turned red, and he reached out to hug her tightly, "Zhibao, I want more."

"The dorm supervisor is watching, so we won't kiss," Song Yunzhi said shyly, rubbing his ear. "Let's go eat."

Upon glancing at the dormitory supervisor's gaze, Ji Nanye immediately stood up and adopted a serious expression.

As he led Song Yunzhi away, he noticed she was still holding flowers in her hand. He immediately snatched them away and angrily threw them into the nearby trash can.

"What are you doing?" Song Yunzhi looked at him amusedly.

Finding that there were few people on the road, Ji Nanye bent down, picked the person up, and grumbled, "Let's go buy a new one, that flower isn't pretty."

"Hmm, it doesn't look good." Song Yunzhi hugged his neck tighter and gave him another kiss. "Are you that jealous?"

"The hoe was practically at my feet, how could I not be jealous?" Ji Nanye said matter-of-factly.

Song Yunzhi cupped his face in her hands and said earnestly, "Ji Nanye, I will refuse, don't be jealous."

The boy's lips involuntarily curled into a smile, his bright eyes gazing ahead.

I love the way my little classmate earnestly tries to coax him; it's so adorable.

After lunch, Ji Nanye went back to help Song Yunzhi pack her things, and they took a plane to City C that evening.

They landed in the early hours of the morning. After arriving at the hotel they had booked in advance, Ji Nanye checked the place and then took out their belongings and arranged them.