Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: I Started with a Humble Confession from the School Beaut

It was a little cool, and the coolness seeped through the thin fabric of her dress onto her skin, making her shiver slightly.

She looked up, and the morning light streamed in through the small bathroom window, falling on Ye You's young and handsome face.

He leisurely brushed his teeth while watching her.

A faint smile played in his eyes.

Jiang Yaqin's movements were awkward and slow.

This made Ye You pause while brushing her teeth, and look at Jiang Yaqin.

It felt exactly the same as that half-awake feeling I had last night.

Her eyelashes cast a fine shadow as they lowered, and a thin blush covered her dignified and pretty face.

Ye You reached out her free hand and gently touched Jiang Yaqin's hair, which was styled into a bun.

My fingers ran through those soft strands of hair, touching them lightly and intermittently.

Jiang Yaqin's body visibly trembled.

She raised her beautiful eyes and met Ye You's smiling gaze.

That gaze said nothing, yet it said everything.

Jiang Yaqin's face instantly burned up to her ears, her neck turned red, and her nostrils twitched slightly.

Time passed by, second by second.

She learns things very quickly.

She truly deserves to be called a powerful and successful woman in the workplace; her learning and adaptability are both top-notch.

Ye You spat out the toothpaste foam from her mouth, rinsed her mouth with water, and turned on the tap.

He looked at Jiang Yaqin, who was still working diligently.

Another few minutes passed.

Jiang Yaqin closed her eyes, tilted her neck slightly back, and let out a long, drawn-out sigh.

She tilted her head back, slowly opened her eyes, and stood up.

Because she had been sitting there for so long, her hands were numb, and she staggered, only managing to steady herself by holding onto the sink.

Ye You reached out and helped her up.

Jiang Yaqin didn't look up at him, but kept her face down, her voice carrying an indescribable tenderness:

"Let's go, Xiaoyou, let's go have breakfast."

As Ye You walked down the corridor, she glanced at Jiang Yaqin, who was walking ahead of her.

Her gait was somewhat unnatural, and her long legs moved with a hint of stiffness.

Breakfast was already laid out on the table, including store-bought fried dough sticks and steamed buns, as well as homemade soy milk and fried eggs.

It was simple, yet very plentiful.

It's clear that Jiang Yaqin is a woman with great taste in life.

Even the eggs were fried into the shape of smiley faces, which was very ceremonial.

Jiang Yaqin pulled out a chair and sat down next to Ye You, her hands naturally folded under the table.

But Ye You noticed that her legs were pressed tightly together, and her posture was more upright than usual.

It's as if they're using this method to mask some kind of discomfort.

Ye You didn't stand on ceremony. Smelling the milky aroma beside her, she picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

Last night's exertion was considerable, and now he is starving and desperately needs to replenish his energy.

He ate with relish and at a good pace.

Jiang Yaqin looked at him wolfing down his food, her eyes filled with heartache.

She glanced at the fried egg in her own bowl, then picked it up and put it in Ye You's bowl.

"Xiao You, is that enough to eat?"

Her voice held a hint of urgency: "No, I'll go fry two more eggs for you."

"If it's not to your liking, or if there's anything you'd like to eat, just tell Auntie, and Auntie will definitely make it for you next time!"

Ye You glanced at it and said, "Auntie, this is enough, and you haven't even eaten yet."

Jiang Yaqin shook her head, her smile gentle: "I'm not hungry, you eat more."

She paused, lowered her voice, and said with a hint of shyness:

"You...you worked so hard last night, you need to make sure you have some nourishment."

"A boy's health is very important; we can't let him suffer."

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After saying that, she blushed and lowered her head to drink her soy milk, her ears burning red.

Ye You took a bite of the fried egg; the yolk was runny and had a savory flavor.

He mumbled, "Auntie, your cooking and speaking skills are both excellent."

Jiang Yaqin's face flushed red to the roots of her ears.

She lowered her head, gripping the hem of her skirt tightly at her knees, but couldn't stop the corners of her mouth from turning upwards.

Her voice was soft and gentle, as if she were afraid of being overheard.

"Hmm...then I'll definitely make it for you often in the future."

Upon hearing this, Ye You smiled and glanced at Jiang Yaqin, then reached out and gently stroked her dignified cheek.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Auntie."

Jiang Yaqin turned her head slightly and rubbed her cheek against his warm palm, her eyes half-closed, as if she was savoring this moment of tenderness.

But before she could even enjoy it for two more seconds...

A fleeting glance from the corner of his eye caused his eyes to widen instantly.

Jiang Yaqin's mind went blank for a moment.

From the time I came out of the washbasin until now, it's only been about ten minutes!

The book clearly states that the recovery period is at least half an hour, and at least an hour for those with slower constitutions!

But the one in front of me...

What kind of constitution does it have?

Ye You naturally noticed her surprised and embarrassed gaze, raised an eyebrow, and smiled even more broadly.

"Auntie, would you like some more?"

Jiang Yaqin's breath hitched.

She lowered her eyes, stared at the bowls and plates on the table for two seconds, her lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything.

It's hard to say when it started.

Perhaps it was because the switch was turned on in the bedroom last night, or perhaps it was because I tasted that unfamiliar flavor for the first time last night.

Perhaps it was because the switch was turned on in the bedroom last night, or perhaps it was because I tasted that unfamiliar flavor for the first time last night.

She found herself having a vague, inexplicable expectation about this matter.

Jiang Yaqin blushed and said in a low voice, "Then Xiaoyou, you should eat well...eat more."

After saying that, she pulled the stool closer, bent down, and started again.

This time, I was much more skilled than when I was at the washbasin.

Carefully sketching, though still rather slow, it possesses a unique, delicate quality that belongs to adults.

After a while, Jiang Yaqin's muffled voice came through:

"Xiaoyou, is that enough to eat? If not, I'll make some more."

Ye You picked up a steamed bun with her chopsticks, took a bite, and said with a smile, "That's enough, that's enough."

Jiang Yaqin busied herself for a few more moments before speaking again in a low voice, her tone tinged with guilt:

"Xiaoyou, it's just that our family's circumstances are limited, and we can't give you a very good life."

"Don't force yourself... If I can't even satisfy your appetite, I won't feel at ease."

Ye You looked down at her.

The morning light slanted in and fell on Jiang Yaqin's hair, which was piled up, casting a soft glow.

Her eyelashes were lowered as she diligently did her work.

Ye You reached out and ruffled her soft hair, her tone gentle: "I didn't force myself to say that."

"Even simple meals taste delicious when the whole family sits together in harmony."

"We're family, no need to be so formal."

family.

These three words sounded better to Jiang Yaqin than any other words.

Her lips curved into a smile from an angle Ye You couldn't see, her eyes crinkling with laughter, making her mouth taste sweeter.

At this moment, while she was busy, a warm sense of satisfaction welled up in her heart.

It feels so good to be needed and recognized.

She finally understood what a home with a man meant.

She found herself having a vague, inexplicable expectation about this matter.

Jiang Yaqin blushed and said in a low voice, "Then Xiaoyou, you should eat well...eat more."

After saying that, she pulled the stool closer, bent down, and started again.

This time, I was much more skilled than when I was at the washbasin.

Carefully sketching, though still rather slow, it possesses a unique, delicate quality that belongs to adults.

After a while, Jiang Yaqin's muffled voice came through:

"Xiaoyou, is that enough to eat? If not, I'll make some more."

Ye You picked up a steamed bun with her chopsticks, took a bite, and said with a smile, "That's enough, that's enough."

Jiang Yaqin busied herself for a few more moments before speaking again in a low voice, her tone tinged with guilt:

"Xiaoyou, it's just that our family's circumstances are limited, and we can't give you a very good life."

"Don't force yourself... If I can't even satisfy your appetite, I won't feel at ease."

Ye You looked down at her.

The morning light slanted in and fell on Jiang Yaqin's hair, which was piled up, casting a soft glow.

Her eyelashes were lowered as she diligently did her work.

Ye You reached out and ruffled her soft hair, her tone gentle: "I didn't force myself to say that."

"Even simple meals taste delicious when the whole family sits together in harmony."

"We're family, no need to be so formal."

family.

These three words sounded better to Jiang Yaqin than any other words.

Her lips curved into a smile from an angle Ye You couldn't see, her eyes crinkling with laughter, making her mouth taste sweeter.

At this moment, while she was busy, a warm sense of satisfaction welled up in her heart.

It feels so good to be needed and recognized.

She finally understood what a home with a man meant.

She found herself having a vague, inexplicable expectation about this matter.

Jiang Yaqin blushed and said in a low voice, "Then Xiaoyou, you should eat well...eat more."

After saying that, she pulled the stool closer, bent down, and started again.

This time, I was much more skilled than when I was at the washbasin.

Carefully sketching, though still rather slow, it possesses a unique, delicate quality that belongs to adults.

After a while, Jiang Yaqin's muffled voice came through:

"Xiaoyou, is that enough to eat? If not, I'll make some more."

Ye You picked up a steamed bun with her chopsticks, took a bite, and said with a smile, "That's enough, that's enough."

Jiang Yaqin busied herself for a few more moments before speaking again in a low voice, her tone tinged with guilt:

"Xiaoyou, it's just that our family's circumstances are limited, and we can't give you a very good life."

"Don't force yourself... If I can't even satisfy your appetite, I won't feel at ease."

Ye You looked down at her.

The morning light slanted in and fell on Jiang Yaqin's hair, which was piled up, casting a soft glow.

Her eyelashes were lowered as she diligently did her work.

Ye You reached out and ruffled her soft hair, her tone gentle: "I didn't force myself to say that."

"Even simple meals taste delicious when the whole family sits together in harmony."

"We're family, no need to be so formal."

family.

These three words sounded better to Jiang Yaqin than any other words.

Her lips curved into a smile from an angle Ye You couldn't see, her eyes crinkling with laughter, making her mouth taste sweeter.

At this moment, while she was busy, a warm sense of satisfaction welled up in her heart.

It feels so good to be needed and recognized.

She finally understood what a home with a man meant.

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She found herself having a vague, inexplicable expectation about this matter.

Jiang Yaqin blushed and said in a low voice, "Then Xiaoyou, you should eat well...eat more."

After saying that, she pulled the stool closer, bent down, and started again.

This time, I was much more skilled than when I was at the washbasin.

Carefully sketching, though still rather slow, it possesses a unique, delicate quality that belongs to adults.

After a while, Jiang Yaqin's muffled voice came through:

"Xiaoyou, is that enough to eat? If not, I'll make some more."

Ye You picked up a steamed bun with her chopsticks, took a bite, and said with a smile, "That's enough, that's enough."

Jiang Yaqin busied herself for a few more moments before speaking again in a low voice, her tone tinged with guilt:

"Xiaoyou, it's just that our family's circumstances are limited, and we can't give you a very good life."

"Don't force yourself... If I can't even satisfy your appetite, I won't feel at ease."

Ye You looked down at her.

The morning light slanted in and fell on Jiang Yaqin's hair, which was piled up, casting a soft glow.

Her eyelashes were lowered as she diligently did her work.

Ye You reached out and ruffled her soft hair, her tone gentle: "I didn't force myself to say that."

"Even simple meals taste delicious when the whole family sits together in harmony."

"We're family, no need to be so formal."

family.

These three words sounded better to Jiang Yaqin than any other words.

Her lips curved into a smile from an angle Ye You couldn't see, her eyes crinkling with laughter, making her mouth taste sweeter.

At this moment, while she was busy, a warm sense of satisfaction welled up in her heart.

It feels so good to be needed and recognized.

She finally understood what a home with a man meant.