Quick Transmigration: The Carefree Life of a Background Character

Ziyue followed his gaze curiously and saw a male and female mannequin wearing matching outfits in the shop window.

Ziyue observed it and asked, "Is it pretty?"

"Ahem, you'll know once you try it." Mo Chen remained silent, but the eagerness in his eyes did not escape Zi Yue's notice.

Ziyue led Mochen into the store and asked the sales assistant to bring down two matching outfits, which were in a more casual style.

She wore a black hooded sweatshirt with a cute graffiti on the front and black cargo pants. She looked cool and a little cute, and Ziyue immediately asked someone to pack her up.

Ziyue and Mochen also looked at many other couple outfits, in various styles, and had them all bought in bulk.

The two of them even changed out of their original clothes and into matching outfits.

The white hoodie added a touch of youthful charm to Mo Chen, which caught Zi Yue's eye.

Mo Chen and Zi Yue, dressed in similar matching outfits, walked through the mall. The handsome man and beautiful woman attracted everyone's attention.

The two of them bought a lot of clothes for each other, including matching outfits and shoes. After shopping around for so long, almost an entire afternoon had passed.

That evening, Ziyue wanted to eat barbecue, so she took Mochen to a newly opened restaurant that was said to have delicious food. Mochen was in charge of grilling, and Ziyue was in charge of eating.

"Don't just watch me eat, you eat too." With that, she picked up a piece of freshly grilled pork belly and stuffed it into Mo Chen's mouth.

So what followed was that Ziyue would eat a bite and then feed Mochen a bite. One of them was in charge of grilling, and the other was in charge of eating and feeding. The sweet atmosphere between the two made the couples around them feel envious.

The sound of a couple arguing could be heard nearby:

"Look how considerate he is, he's been grilling meat for his girlfriend the whole time."

"Ha! Did I feed all the meat I just grilled to the pigs?! And look at you, why can't you even feed me a bite!"

"Well, don't you even look at yourself? Aren't you as handsome as someone else?"

"Are you as pretty as someone else?"

"Oh, so you've only been married a year and you're already complaining that I'm not pretty enough? We've only been married a short time and you're already complaining that I've become a haggard old woman?"

"No, honey, I didn't, I was wrong, hey! I was wrong, okay? Don't cry, honey, it's all my fault, I said the wrong thing. Honey, you're the most beautiful in my heart, honey, I was wrong, ah—try a bite of this meat, it's super delicious, really, you have to try it..."

Ziyue and the other girl exchanged a glance, their eyes full of smiles.

Mo Chen placed the digestive tea next to Zi Yue, who picked it up and drank it.

After a satisfying meal, the two finally came to an end, their sweet and affectionate time together concluding.

After dinner, since it was still early, Mo Chen suggested that they go to see a movie. Zi Yue agreed without hesitation, and the two of them went to the movie theater together.

After all, it's a date, the honeymoon phase, who would go home so early!

Ziyue chose a sci-fi movie that was currently showing in theaters, while Mochen went to queue up to buy a large cup of cola and popcorn.

Although he had never been to a public movie theater before, he knew that Coke and popcorn were the standard fare for moviegoers.

Seeing the other people carrying buckets of snacks, Mo Chen naturally joined the queue.

Whether he eats it or not, we have to arrange it for his Qingqing first.

As the crowd entered the screening room, the two found seats and sat down.

As the movie begins and the plot unfolds, Ziyue quickly... well, you might think she got caught up in the story? No, she actually fell asleep.

Mo Chen's attention was mostly on the person beside him. He watched as Zi Yue's head nodded little by little, and gently reached out to place Zi Yue's head on his shoulder. He kept Zi Yue's body turned to the side so that she wouldn't be uncomfortable while sleeping.

After the movie ended, "Qingqing, Qingqing, be good, wake up." Mo Chen's deep and sexy voice came from beside her ear.

When Ziyue woke up, she saw that the screening room was empty and everyone had left. "It's over. Sorry, I fell asleep."

This movie was rather boring, and the dim lighting made it incredibly soporific.

Noticing that she was leaning on the man's shoulder, she immediately sat up straight and said, "Are your arms sore? Let me rub them for you."

"It's okay, let's go out first." He said, taking her hand and walking out of the screening room.

Seeing that Mo Chen's arm was slightly stiff and he looked uncomfortable, Zi Yue said, "Let's go, I'll drive you home." With that, she got into the driver's seat first.

Mo Chen didn't argue with her and obediently sat in the passenger seat.

After dropping Mo Chen off at home, Zi Yue had just parked the car when she said, "Qingqing, why don't you stay here tonight? It's so late, I'm worried about you going home alone."

“There is no one else in my family now. The two aunts who have been with our Mo family for many years only come over to clean the rooms during the day. They stay at the old house most of the time.”

After saying that, he added, "The guest rooms are cleaned every day, and you can check in at any time."

Ziyue looked at Mo Chen's earnest explanation and said, "Heh, tell me honestly, were you doing this on purpose?"

Mo Chen immediately retorted, "No, I just felt it wasn't safe for you to drive home alone so late at night, so I thought—"

"It's okay, I'll go back now, don't worry."

"Alright, I've wanted Qingqing to move in with me for a long time," Mo Chen said helplessly.

"Since you're so sincere, well... alright then, I'll be bothering you tonight." With that, he opened the car door and got out first.

Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, then quickly got out of the car.

He took a few quick steps, held Ziyue's hand tightly, intertwined their fingers, and led his girl step by step to his private territory.