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

“My baby is mine, she can’t run away.” His tone was obsessive, his eyes were bloodshot, and his fingers traced her eyebrows and eyes. “Wherever Zhizhi runs, I will bring her back.”

Pei Xingzhou's fingertips rested on her still-recovering fish tail as he pulled her down to lie on the ground and continued kissing her.

Song Yunzhi reached out and pressed against his chest, letting out a soft moan, "Pei Xingzhou..."

I just said I could control myself when I had an attack, but now I can't control myself at all.

He grabbed her hand and placed it on his waist and abdomen, his low, husky voice filled with desire and anticipation, "Baby, don't you like touching? Here, take it all."

"Can you touch me?"

"Pei Xingzhou, don't do this," Song Yunzhi said softly, looking embarrassed, but her hand still managed to rub off some oil.

The man's eyes shone brightly as he took her hand, kissed each finger, and sincerely praised her, "My darling is amazing."

Its tail curled up involuntarily, and its tailbone felt tingly.

Unable to bear his mushy words, Song Yunzhi whispered, "Let go."

"Don't let go. It's already happened twice. There won't be a third time." He leaned in to kiss her, his gaze solemn and serious.

"Mr. Pei, I've brought breakfast in."

Seeing that the door was not closed, Assistant Xu assumed that it was left open specifically for him, and dutifully pushed the breakfast cart in.

He walked all the way to the door of the room and saw the two figures, one above the other, and his expression froze.

"What are you doing in here?" Pei Xingzhou looked at him with an unfriendly expression, hugging Song Yunzhi tightly in his arms, not wanting him to see. "If you look again, I'll gouge out your eyes and feed them to the fish."

Assistant Xu immediately looked miserable. Who kisses like that in the morning without closing the door?

And judging from Miss Song's pleading eyes, President Pei must be having another episode.

Assistant Xu felt a little sympathy, then promptly slipped away.

Inside the room, the aroma of food wafted through the air, and Song Yunzhi's gaze fell upon the food cart. "Pei Xingzhou, I want to eat something."

“You can run.” The man looked at her with a resentful and anxious gaze.

Song Yunzhi tilted her head back and kissed his chin. "I won't run away. If you listen to me, I won't run away."

"Really?" His eyes brightened.

"Hmm, it's even more real than pearls." Song Yunzhi cupped his face and kissed him twice. "If I run away, you can break my legs."

After being kissed several times, Pei Xingzhou's ears and face visibly turned red, and the strength in his arms around her waist lessened. "Mmm."

In the past, when she would push the stroller over, he would sit quietly beside her and help her with her outfits; he was very well-behaved and considerate.

So that's how you can coax someone.

Song Yunzhi ate her food while watching him, her eyes full of surprise.

After finishing their meal, Pei Xingzhou went back to bed and hugged her, his two large, hot hands brazenly caressing her fishtail.

Carefully stroke and kiss it as if it were your most beloved treasure.

His eyes held a look of obsession and fanaticism, a stark contrast to his usual serious demeanor.

Song Yunzhi closed her eyes, forcing herself to endure the discomfort, and reached out to grab his ear, "Be normal."

"Baby, don't you like it?" His eyes held a hint of disappointment and grievance. "I just want to be closer to you."

Song Yunzhi pursed her lips, but before she could speak, the man buried his head in the blanket, wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, and said in a muffled voice, "I won't let go. You are my darling, my most beautiful darling."

If he were in a normal state, Song Yunzhi would have agreed long ago. But once this man returned to normal, he became like a heartless and emotionless old cadre.

Putting all that aside, his corruption level has risen to 99. When will it come down?

The temperature is high when the disease is present, and relatively normal when the disease is not present.

Does this mean we have to wait until we're completely cured?

Song Yunzhi sighed as she thought about it, then grabbed his hair and tugged at it playfully.

"Give me a kiss, baby." Pei Xingzhou leaned closer, his eyes shining with anticipation.

In situations like this, going along with him is the best approach.

Song Yunzhi turned her head and touched his cheek. The man's eyes lit up, and he grabbed her hand and placed it on his waist, his large hand encircling her waist.

"Give me another hug," he demanded matter-of-factly.

Song Yunzhi hugged him tightly, her palm accidentally brushing against his firm waist and abdomen, when she suddenly heard a muffled groan.

A low, husky voice came from his throat as he was held even tighter.

"Zhizhi."

"Ah."

"I'm uncomfortable."

He looked at her with deep eyes, his gaze filled with longing and pleading.

It was a scorching heat, like flames, and Song Yunzhi blushed. "Not now."

"Yes, baby."

"Pei Xingzhou!"

"Um......"

The sound of rapid, hoarse breathing teased my ears.

Pei Xingzhou freed one hand to cup her face and gently kissed her, "My darling is so wonderful."

Seagulls circled low outside the floor-to-ceiling windows; the sky was dark, a prelude to an approaching storm.

Song Yunzhi pursed her lips, her eyes welling up with tears.

Looking at the man's increasingly flushed face, sweat slid down his forehead and onto his slightly bulging neck.

Sexy and perverted can both be used as adjectives to describe him.

Something outside was blown over, and Pei Xingzhou paused, his expression returning to clarity.

Suddenly snapping out of his daze, his expression became extremely serious, and his throat felt dry as if something was blocking it, preventing him from speaking.

Song Yunzhi looked at him with some surprise, "Pei Xingzhou?"

"Feel sorry."

He quickly sat up, his fingers trembling as he put on his clothes, buttoning them crookedly, and then staggered out.

Knowing that he had recovered, Song Yunzhi breathed a sigh of relief and her fingertips twitched slightly.

acid.

The man, who was thought to have fled in panic, returned ten minutes later carrying a first-aid kit.

Song Yunzhi glanced at his expression and concluded that he was not having an attack.

Pei Xingzhou sat down on a chair next to her and reapplied the medicine.

The wounds on the fish tail had healed considerably. He applied the medicine while gently blowing on it until it dried, then walked up to Song Yunzhi and took her hand.

His delicate, fair palms were flushed red. He pursed his lips and rubbed them together.

He's a beast.