Quick Transmigration: I'm the Villain's Assistant to the Protagonist

Sunlight streamed through the carved windows of the palace, casting dappled shadows across the floor.

Shen Ying sat on the soft carpet and suddenly had a whimsical idea. She took out all sorts of random props from her space.

These props were collected by the original owner from who-knows-where. She had never looked at them closely before, but now she was full of curiosity as she fiddled with them.

These props come in various shapes; some resemble tiny crystal balls with nebulae seemingly flowing inside, while others are strangely shaped dolls with eyes that appear to follow the viewer's gaze.

Shen Ying was playing with it with great interest when suddenly she accidentally touched a small, inconspicuous box.

As if awakened, the box instantly emitted a powerful curse, with black smoke spiraling out like a python, carrying a chilling aura.

Shen Ying was stunned by this sudden turn of events and before she could react, Zhang Wei rushed over like lightning.

His eyes narrowed, and he quickly snatched the prop away.

The moment he grasped the prop, a strange light flashed, and Zhang Wei's appearance changed.

It was still the same Zhang Wei, except that at some point, a pair of fluffy white ears had appeared on his head, like the softest snowballs in winter, trembling slightly.

A fluffy white tail appeared behind him, swaying freely as if it had its own consciousness.

At this moment, Zhang Wei was less aloof than usual, and more adorable, which made Shen Ying's eyes widen involuntarily, and she momentarily forgot the danger before her.

Shen Ying's eyes widened in surprise, and she blurted out, "What's going on?"

Zhang Wei frowned slightly, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes: "It's cursed."

Shen Ying's gaze was immediately drawn to Zhang Weina's newly appeared ears and tail, her eyes filled with curiosity.

After a moment, she asked with some worry, "What should we do? Is there any danger? How can we break the curse?"

Zhang Wei sighed and looked at Shen Ying, saying, "This prop doesn't pose any real threat to me, but..."

He paused, his expression slightly helpless, "I may have to maintain this appearance for a while."

Upon hearing this, Shen Ying's eyes lit up instantly, as if she had seen a rare treasure.

She stared intently at Zhang Wei's ears and tail, her eyes filled with greed.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Wei felt a sense of foreboding.

Before he could make a move, Shen Ying lunged forward.

She reached out and gently, slowly, rubbed Zhang Weina's fluffy white ears, her eyes full of affection.

After rubbing her ears for a while, she reached for the fluffy white tail and continued to gently rub it.

Zhang Weigang wanted to resist, but the strange touch made his whole body go limp. An unprecedented feeling of comfort spread from his ears and tail throughout his body, as if an electric current was passing through him.

His behavior was like that of a cat being stroked, with an involuntary purring sound coming from his throat, his original aloof image completely gone.

Shen Ying was having a great time, while Zhang Wei was both embarrassed and helpless. He blushed and said, "You...you stop messing around..." But his soft and sweet tone had no intimidating power at all; instead, it sounded more like he was being coquettish.

Shen Ying didn't care. She said with a mischievous smile, "Oh my, you look so cute right now, I can't help but want to touch you."

As she spoke, she gently circled her fingers around the tip of Zhang Wei's tail, causing Zhang Wei's tail to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

Zhang Wei felt his face getting hotter and hotter. He reached out to grab Shen Ying's hands, which were causing trouble, but accidentally touched Shen Ying's cheek.

The soft, warm touch made his heart skip a beat, and for a moment he forgot what he was supposed to do.

Shen Ying was also stunned for a moment, then she looked at Zhang Weina's somewhat flustered eyes and laughed even harder.

She suddenly leaned close to Zhang Wei, gently rubbed her nose against his, then quickly stepped back, looking at him with bright, sparkling eyes.

Zhang Wei looked at Shen Ying, who was smiling slyly.

His eyes deepened, and a turbulent undercurrent seemed to be hidden in his profound gaze.

Suddenly, he tackled Shen Ying to the ground. Before Shen Ying could react, Zhang Wei was already on top of her.

At first, Shen Ying stood there stunned, her mind blank, as if time had stopped.

She could only feel Zhang Wei's warmth, which was like a ball of fire that instantly ignited her heart.

Zhang Weina's rapid breathing sprayed onto her cheeks, carrying a captivating scent.

Every breath he took seemed to tell of his deep affection, making Shen Ying's heart beat faster involuntarily.

But soon, in this atmosphere as passionate as a burning flame, Shen Ying gradually succumbed.

She felt as if she had been swept into a sweet vortex, unable to extricate herself.

Her eyes slowly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, like butterflies dancing lightly.

She responded to Zhang Wei involuntarily, her lips moving slightly, her expression both shy and passionate.

Her hands, which had been tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, slowly loosened and gently lifted to rest on Zhang Wei's shoulders. At that moment, their souls were intertwined.

Zhang Wei felt a surge of joy upon hearing Shen Ying's response. He cupped Shen Ying's face tightly in his hands, as if she were the most precious treasure in the world.

Since then, Zhang Wei, still sporting that adorable cat form, has become increasingly clingy.

Wherever Shen Ying went, he followed, his fluffy white tail swaying behind him as if afraid that Shen Ying would suddenly disappear.

During meals, Zhang Wei would rub against Shen Ying's side and gently nuzzle her arm with his head until Shen Ying reluctantly fed him a piece of food. Only then would he chew contentedly, making purring sounds in his throat, like a kitten begging for food.

When Shen Ying played with the small animals in the palace, Zhang Wei would come over with dissatisfaction, blocking Shen Ying and the animals with his body, his eyes revealing obvious possessiveness, as if to declare his sovereignty: "She is mine, she can only touch me."

Shen Ying smiled and patted his head, but he turned his head away arrogantly, though the slight twitching of his ears betrayed his inner anticipation.

At night, Zhang Wei would snuggle close to Shen Ying, his white ears rubbing against her cheek from time to time. If Shen Ying rolled over and moved a little further away, he would drowsily reach out his paws to pull her back, then use his tail to coil the two of them together before finally falling asleep peacefully.

And in this sweet companionship, Shen Ying grew to love Zhang Wei's current appearance more and more, enjoying this unique intimacy.

As usual, Shen Ying reached out and rubbed Zhang Wei's ear on the sofa. Zhang Wei instinctively tried to dodge, muttering, "Don't always treat me like a pet."

But his body language was very honest. Not only did he not dodge, but he also took the initiative to put his ear closer to Shen Ying's hand. His proud yet enjoyable little appearance made Shen Ying unable to help but laugh.