Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

System: [Ding—]

Xia Yangyang reacted quickly: [What was that sound? The sound of the environmental danger level decreasing?]

System: [No, it's the sound of your heart fluttering.]

Xia Yangyang was speechless: [...What good does a verbal victory do you?]

System: [Mocking your happiness, hahaha.]

Xia Yangyang: [...]

The attraction was real, but so was the clarity of mind.

She really likes Hati's personality type. She can be flexible and adaptable, sweet as honey, and sharp as a knife. She is generally well-mannered and generous, occasionally flirtatious and captivating, while also maintaining a certain mystery.

This piqued her curiosity and often created the fun of confrontation.

Especially his sob stories, which many people would find insincere because they couldn't control the degree of insincerity, but Hati was adept at them.

Having experienced so many dimensions and met all sorts of potential partners, this was the first person whose emotions she couldn't quite understand.

It seems she needs to change her strategy.

We can't let a half-grown child lead us by the nose.

Whatever his purpose is, she is certain of her safety until he achieves it.

A long, helpless sigh came from above the little wolf's head.

"Are you cold?" The human princess's soft voice was more beautiful than heavenly music.

Hati's ears twitched, and he remained silent, nestled between his arms.

The softened voice rang out again: "There's a wool jacket in the wardrobe on the side; you can wear it underneath to keep warm."

Hati suddenly raised his head, his nose almost hitting Xia Yangyang's face. His eyes were already curved into crescents, and he nimbly climbed onto the princess bed, showing no trace of his previous grievance.

"No need for that, Princess Sister and I can just squeeze in."

Xia Yangyang felt a sweet warmth in her heart when she heard the title "Princess Sister".

Before she could correct him, he had already lifted a corner of the blanket and was about to crawl in. She quickly pressed the blanket under her hand.

"No." Her face turned cold.

Hati pouted, reluctantly sliding off the bed with his head drooping: "Forget it then, those wools aren't as warm as my own fur."

Xia Yangyang immediately pulled the blanket tighter around herself and tried to distract him, saying, "You broke my windows, how are you going to compensate me?"

Hati flashed a row of neat teeth, his smile revealing undisguised cunning: "I'll compensate you with myself."

"What do I need you to do?"

"How dare you underestimate me, Princess? I'm incredibly useful. I can fix your windows while wearing a sexy orc male servant outfit, the kind with black stockings on my legs. You can put a diamond and jeweled necklace around my neck. If I slack off, you can whip me with a little leather whip until I kneel on the ground with red eyes and call you Master—um…?"

His tone grew lower and lower, and his eyes became increasingly blatant. Before the system could issue a warning about him being a minor, Xia Yangyang quickly covered his incessantly chattering mouth.

Her brow twitched slightly, a barely concealed tension. "I think this isn't a punishment for you, but a reward, right?"

The person whose mouth was covered smiled and looked even happier, their long, thick eyelashes fluttering up and down like two small fans fanning the flames.

"what!"

Suddenly, Xia Yangyang recoiled from his mouth as if burned by something.

She looked at her palm, where there was an undeniable, glistening dampness. A strange, hot, yet not unpleasant sensation seemed to linger on it.

"You bastard..."

Hati looked intently at the embarrassed and angry human princess, then licked her lips with the tip of her tongue: "You forgive me, Princess."

"..." This guy who'll start a business as soon as you give him a little paint, she really doesn't know if this strategy is right or wrong.

Instead of nodding directly, she held the gleaming metal braces in her hand and shook them: "I'll take this; I'll be waiting for the day it comes in handy."

"Princess Sister likes strong flavors," Hati said meaningfully, "just like me."

Xia Yangyang prides herself on being an experienced driver, but looking at the braces and then at Hati, she still doesn't understand his meaning.

System: [During werewolf mating, some individuals will bite each other's skin to increase pleasure through pain in order to obtain a more intense stimulation and experience.]

Xia Yangyang's wolf-tooth gauntlet fell from her hand.

Hati suddenly grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up from the bed, then quickly draped a fox fur coat over her shoulders: "Then we need to hurry."

Xia Yangyang's mind was still replaying the system's words, and she reacted excitedly: "What do you mean, 'hurry up'?!"

Now it was Hati's turn to blink innocently and clearly: "You haven't forgotten the good show I told you about, have you?"

"I didn't agree to go."

"I know, I didn't ask for your opinion." With that, he grabbed her legs and hoisted her onto his shoulder in the blink of an eye.

"Wait, my clothes!" Xia Yangyang felt dizzy and pounded her fists against his shoulders, but his shoulders were harder than iron. "I can't go out dressed like this."

Hati leaped onto the windowsill and said, "What's wrong with wearing these? Are you planning to wait for someone to recognize you?"

That seems to make sense? But this is a conservative court, and she has been bound by etiquette her whole life.

She only had a fox fur coat, and underneath she wore nothing but a thin nightgown.

However, Hati did not give her a chance to hesitate. A layer of silvery-gray down appeared on his skin, which quickly spread all over his body and covered his original skin.

His back became strong and broad, and his tail extended from the end of his spine, with thick and fluffy fur that swayed gently.

Xia Yangyang exclaimed in surprise, and the instant his hand deformed, she climbed onto his back and grabbed the hair on his neck with both hands.

Hati moved with incredible speed, giving her no time to adjust. He leaped from the third-floor window to the arched roof of the small kitchen on the first floor, then darted and jumped between the buildings.

The cold wind tore at her long hair, and the hem of her lace nightgown fluttered like a canary escaping its cage.

Every time she felt weightless, Xia Yangyang's heart would leap out of her throat.

"Hold on tight to my neck, or I won't be responsible if you fall and break your arms or legs."

The enormous wolf claws trod across the moonlit icy lake, shards of ice splashing onto her face, as if the whole world was making way for her.

Freedom, like an eagle spreading its wings, broke through all the shackles in her heart.

The bright moonlight shines equally upon every child of nature.

The deep palace, bound by heavy shackles, seemed to have been pried open by this free-spirited fellow.

The human princess, who has been self-disciplined and virtuous since childhood, will gradually succumb to the excitement, panic, shame, and novelty, until she becomes completely uncontrollable.