Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

Around five in the morning, a glass of colorless and tasteless "water" was placed to her lips.

The person who had been up all night suddenly opened their eyes.

"You..." Hati paused for a moment.

Xia Yangyang took the water glass from his hand, poured it on the ground, and smiled gently, saying, "Did you get me to sleep for three days and three nights like this last time?"

"You'll get angry if you see me participating in the competition."

"What's there to be angry about? You were forced to do it by the clan. What could you do?"

Hati blinked and rested his head on her shoulder. "I want you to sleep a little longer."

"You've been up and about all night, a little more won't make a difference." She smiled indulgently, ruffled his hair, and picked up the clothes he was about to put on. "The competition must have been tough, let your older sister take care of you."

The battle robe was unlike ordinary clothes; it was knotted and buttoned in a complicated way, making it very troublesome to put on. However, his lover's fingers were beautiful and nimble. He gently guided her while staring at her rounded earlobes and the red plum blossom on her chest, his eyes growing darker and darker.

He never imagined that someone as dignified and conservative as her would dress him while wearing only a thin, sheer undergarment.

My skin, which I've pampered for over a decade, is delicate and fragile, yet it was treated so carelessly.

He felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and fulfillment.

"Sister is so beautiful, even when she's helping someone get dressed, she's so elegant and charming~" Hati, intoxicated by her gentle touch, praised her extravagantly, his warm hands gently massaging her waist. "Did you feel good last night, sister?"

"good."

She remembered clearly that whenever he was moved, he would call her "sister," his voice clinging and urgent, as if pleading and demanding, carrying a forbidden connotation, as if she were the villain who had led him astray.

"Is this a compliment?"

"Well, whatever you think is true, is true."

"Then I want a reward," Hati said shamelessly, his eyes crinkling like a wagging tail, "When are you planning to take me to that great place I mentioned, sister?"

"You said that? I don't remember."

"Behind my palace is a plum grove where the plum blossoms are in full bloom, their reddest color fluttering down in the wind. It's a perfect place for enjoying nature."

"Oh, you mean that? I'm afraid we'll have to postpone it."

"Um?"

"Because we have to play what I like first."

"What does your older sister like?"

Xia Yangyang laughed, bent one index finger, hooked it around his chin, and lifted it up sharply: "What I like is seeing you make a fool of yourself and cry and beg for mercy."

Hati's eyes lit up, and he almost couldn't resist pouncing on her on the bed, kissing and biting her face.

Xia Yangyang smiled gently and stroked the top of his head with her palm.

To prevent him from actually walking past and striking, before he could extend his poisonous claws, she warned, "I finally managed to put these clothes on, you're not allowed to take them off again."

He held her for a while without doing anything. After his breathing calmed down, he bit her on the back of the neck, making her gasp. Then he let go: "Does sister want to kill me?"

"..."

The flirtatious words came out of nowhere.

If he hadn't been leaving at that exact moment, he would have definitely felt her unusual stiffness.

Hati stood up and neatly tidied up the rest of her clothes. If she were asked for help again, who knows what might happen next.

Before leaving, he lingered by the bedside, reluctant to part, and said, "I instructed Mechefit to arrange for a few servants to stay in the palace, right outside. They will bring in food and drink. If you have any other needs, just tell them. If you want to walk around, stand on the outer corridor and cheer me on."

"Tch—" Xia Yangyang scoffed, "It's several miles away, how could you possibly see it?"

"You're not me, how do you know I can't see?"

You are not me, how could you know that I don't know the joy of fish? Fine, fine.

The person on the bed squinted, their flawless white face nestled in the fluffy pillow, and nodded lazily.

Hati tucked the strands of hair from the corner of her mouth behind her ear, then tucked the blanket in tightly. He looked at her for a long time, his heart filled with sweetness and immense satisfaction.

In his final days, he wanted things to stay like this forever.

*

Xia Yangyang knew very well that assassinating Hati was not as easy as she had told Lorne. The two were vastly different in strength, and she only had one chance, so she had to prepare a foolproof plan.

In the first two days after their contract was formed, he was like a wild beast in heat. She wanted to tie him down, hoping to lure him into her trap in a romantic way.

But ordinary iron chains were ineffective against him; he could even break the thick iron chains in the underground icy pool.

So she bought some sleeping potion from the system, mixed it into peach blossom wine, and took the antidote herself beforehand.

I originally planned to use only the adult dose, but after thinking it over again, I realized that werewolves were hardly human. So, I accidentally used a dose that was enough to take down an elephant.

If that's not enough, she'll just use the Sleep Hammer on him again, that way she'll be absolutely sure of success.

Four iron chains were tied to the head and foot of the bed respectively. The words she deliberately said in the morning matched the room's layout perfectly, so he wouldn't suspect anything.

They also grabbed two more young lambs from the kitchen and took some from each.

This blood exchange needle is truly amazing; even if blood from different species is filtered through it, there will be no rejection reaction when they are exchanged.

After finishing all that, it was dusk in the blink of an eye.

To avoid suspicion, Xia Yangyang wandered around outside and ate before returning home. When she opened the door, she found that Hati, who should have just finished the competition, was already in... bed.

Shocked by what she saw, she almost lost her composure.

Hati saw her and, without any preamble, simply said, "You're back?"

"……Um."

"During the break, I ran into an old friend who, upon hearing that I had just formed a bond, gave me some new little trinkets, including this outfit. I tried it on and the size fit perfectly."

"Oh? What a coincidence."

His two wolf ears lay limply against his soft, golden curls. He wore a black and white lace maid's hair ornament and a servant-style apron with the lining clinging to his skin. Black lace stockings encased his long legs.

In addition to the remaining scratches on his back, a small patch of blood seeped out, making him look extremely wild.

Xia Yangyang walked over, feigning composure, her fingertips brushing across the desk.

"Why are you back so early?" She picked up a feather, walked to the bedside, and swept it across his chin from above.

"What my sister said this morning, wasn't it just a way of telling me to come home early?"

"Hmm?" The tone was questioning.

Hati grunted, then immediately changed his tune: "I miss you, I want to see you soon."

Xia Yangyang smiled and said, "Good girl, you have such a sweet tongue."

"It tastes even sweeter, sister, why don't you try it?"

Hati had one hand free, and suddenly reached around her waist, only to have it caught in the chain and pulled down without warning.

Xia Yangyang sneered, secured the chains to the bed frame, and elegantly tucked a stray hair that was brushing against her mouth behind her ear with her index finger: "You've got some serious strength."

"The power is greater elsewhere."

She slapped Hati's bottom, her smile laced with malice: "You talk too much, baby."

"Sister, you're so naughty! You clearly like it when I act cute towards you, but you're just saying it." Hattie laughed, her every move exuding coquettishness, but her eyes shone even brighter. "But even though I'm naughty like this, I still like it so much. What should I do? I really want to... devour you."

"Ha!" Xia Yangyang laughed absurdly, "I'm afraid your stomach isn't big enough, and you'll be stuffed to death."

"Whether I have a good appetite or not, we'll find out by trying. Didn't my sister say she wanted to see me make a fool of myself? But this isn't enough."

His face, already captivating enough to bewitch all, now revealed sincerity in his eyes.

"Sister, I have done many things to wrong you before. You may not say it, but you must still hold a grudge. No matter how you torment me, I will let you take your revenge."

After saying that, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked her palm.

It's an irresistible temptation.

"Honey, you asked for this, so don't regret it."

The next second, Xia Yangyang grabbed a wine pot from another table, quickly walked back to the bedside, and straddled his waist.

With one hand clamping his jaw, the other hand shoved the spout of the teapot into his mouth.

The water was swift; he swallowed half of it hastily, while the other half splashed onto his face, flowing down his neck to the wound on his chest, causing a burning pain.

Just as Hati finished downing the pot of peach blossom wine, his white face turned red from coughing, and before he could react, a clear slap landed on his left cheek, turning his face to the side.

Despite being bullied like this, Hati didn't feel aggrieved at all. Instead, he was like someone who had been poisoned, being led around by her slender white fingers that were circling around.

"Do you know why I hit you?" she asked softly.

Hati's gaze grew increasingly intense: "I shouldn't have lost control the moment I saw such an alluring older sister."

"Wrong." Xia Yangyang untied her hairband, letting her long hair fall down and wrap around his shoulder. She lowered her head and nuzzled his nose against his. "Because you owe me something you can never repay in your lifetime. Whatever I want to do to you, you have to endure it."

Then, instead of continuing to take off her clothes, she hooked the collar and slowly pulled it apart to both sides.

Whether it was the alcohol or the sweet smell in the air, his throat and tongue felt like they were on fire, making him feel unwell all over.

"Do you want to keep watching?" This question is incredibly enticing.

"think……"

"Hehehehe..."

Her laughter seemed both close at hand and a thousand feet away.

Hati was in a daze. He was so greedy for her scent. He tried to grab something with both hands, but his knuckles were weak. He mumbled, "Sister, I don't feel well. I feel a little dizzy."

"Hmm? Not feeling well? Why do you get uncomfortable as soon as I take the lead, deliberately not cooperating with me, and treating me like a fool?"

That dignified woman, who was so self-disciplined and even wore matching earrings, now let her hair down and changed her usual image for him. He couldn't possibly spoil her mood.

Hati shook her head, forcing herself to wake up, and said obediently in a coquettish tone, "I didn't say I wouldn't cooperate, don't be angry, how do you want to play, sister?"

"Forget it, you've ruined the mood. Who knew you could drink so little?" Xia Yangyang deliberately refused, and hinted, "I actually thought your submissive demeanor was quite endearing."

"No, I'm in the mood." Hati saw that she wanted to leave, so he gave her a hard jolt, and the person on his back fell back down. He rubbed his hand familiarly against her palm. "As long as it's from you, sister, I'll gladly endure any pain."

Xia Yangyang let out a low laugh that sounded both mocking and pitying.

Sure enough, werewolves who have formed a bond are as easily fooled as idiots in front of their partners.

"Good boy." She leaned down and gave him a kiss, a fleeting, light touch.

Just as Hati was still reveling in the kiss, a sharp "smack" rang out as a whip dipped in spicy liquor lashed his abdomen, causing him to groan in pain and squint his eyes.

She asked him with a smile, "Do you like it?"

"I like it..." His voice was frighteningly hoarse.

"Hehehe, I'm just afraid you'll have the life to like it, but not the life to enjoy it."

Hati could no longer hear what she was saying; he only felt his blood surging, drowsiness and desire tormenting him, his body tossed back and forth between heaven and hell with her every move.