Transmigrated into a lewd little pervert, the crazy boss's kiss made his legs weak.

The Beijing Subway Line 2 during the evening rush hour.

People were scrambling to get in.

Qi Yuge leaned against the handrail by the car door.

The sleeves of the black shirt were rolled up to the middle of the forearm, revealing a section of the cold, hard-lined wrist bone.

He was tall and broad-shouldered; the mere sight of him lowered the overall atmosphere of the area by two degrees.

The limited-edition supercar was sent in for maintenance.

The assistant took leave again to go back to his hometown.

He was too lazy to ask the driver to make a special trip.

In a moment of impulsiveness, I experienced the "hardships of life".

It's only three subway stops away, just a matter of taking the subway.

But obviously.

The women in the entire carriage didn't think it was "just a matter of taking the subway."

"Holy crap, that guy is so handsome... big nose and a big Adam's apple! I want to..."

"Keep your voice down! But his waist looks really strong, his strength must be... tsk."

"Why are you blushing? You're so horny, what are you imagining?"

The shutter clicked twice, making no attempt to hide it.

Sitting across from me was a sophisticated woman with Western-style makeup, wearing high heels and a curved red lip.

"Hey handsome, there's a seat next to me, don't stand."

Her voice was sweet as honey, but her eyes seemed to want to devour him whole.

Qi Yuge didn't even lift his eyelids.

He gave a cold laugh.

In Beijing's elite circles, everyone knows the name "Qi Yuge".

He's a wild and promiscuous womanizer; he's seen it all.

The instant the door closing warning sounded.

A figure tumbled and crawled in.

It happened right at the last second before the door was sewn shut.

Because of the great inertia, she fell straight forward.

It landed precisely in Qi Yuge's arms.

A muffled thud.

Qi Yuge's back hit the handrail.

He instinctively raised his hand to support the other person, his palm landing squarely on the other's waist.

The first thing you feel is softness.

It was different from the bony, hard material he was used to touching.

The soft, fleshy texture in my hand, the kind that you can pinch and sink into, was a novel experience.

His fingers unconsciously moved in half an inch.

The texture in my palm was soft and warm, and through a thin layer of quick-drying dough, I could almost feel the smoothness of the skin underneath.

Immediately afterwards, her chest was pressed down firmly by a full, soft, firm object.

The sensation was so clear that it made his Adam's apple bob for a moment.

Qi Yuge lowered his head.

The person in his arms was wearing a baseball cap pulled down very low.

His black-rimmed glasses were askew on his nose, revealing a pair of round, frightened eyes.

Wearing a summer tracksuit, with shorts that were so short they reached her upper thighs, her legs were so white they seemed to reflect light, and they had a slightly fleshy look.

To be precise, he's slightly chubby.

He looked like a frightened rabbit.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

The girl stammered an apology, her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's hum.

Someone nearby chuckled softly, their contempt undisguised.

The girl obviously heard it, and her ears turned bright red instantly.

She stole a glance at Qi Yuge.

With just one glance, he recoiled as if he had been burned, retreating eight feet away and shrinking into a ball.

Qi Yuge leaned back against the handrail, his gaze lingering on the blank-headed figure for two seconds.

He then raised an eyebrow, took out his phone, and sent a WeChat message to his assistant.

"Find me someone relatively innocent tonight."

His typing fingers paused for a moment before he added.

"I also want someone a bit chubby, the kind with soft flesh around the waist."

After a few stops, a group of people got off the train.

Li Yaoyao finally found a seat in the corner and breathed a sigh of relief.

Out of the corner of her eye, a dark figure sat down next to her.

Qi Yuge.

She froze instantly.

Another wave of people surged into the carriage, making it increasingly crowded.

She was wearing shorts, with the man's suit trousers clad against her without any obstruction.

The fabric of the pants felt slightly cool, but the temperature they transmitted was warm.

People were packed together.

Her soft flesh was squeezed and slightly deformed. She tried desperately to shrink to the side, wishing she could embed herself into the car wall.

But it didn't work.

The meat is too soft; the tighter it is, the more it will leak out.

A faint red mark was left on the edge of the athletic shorts.

Qi Yuge lowered his eyes, his expression indifferent.

But his right leg didn't move an inch.

Her body heat seeped through the fabric.

Warm, soft, with a vibrant energy that can be unsettling.

Li Yaoyao clenched her back teeth.

You should stand up when you count to three in your mind.

But the person next to them moved.

Qi Yuge stood up, slowly put his hands into his pockets, and got out of the car without looking back.

He looked down.

If we don't leave soon, that thing will start to show its shape.

On the platform.

Qi Yuge took out a lighter and twirled it between his fingers, the cold metal casing flying back and forth between his slender fingers.

He narrowed his eyes, the image of those legs flashing through his mind—dazzlingly white, incredibly soft.

Want to touch.

·

Inside the carriage, Li Yaoyao felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

The two girls opposite her looked her up and down, their mockery and disdain almost tangible.

She didn't dare glare back, so she lowered her head and scrolled through her phone, pretending to be dead.

[Ding! Congratulations, host! Beauty value +5! Current beauty value: 65.]

A lazy voice echoed in my mind, its tone carrying three parts sarcasm and seven parts schadenfreude.

[Host, I must say, Qi Yuge is truly a man...]

[That waist, those legs, those pecs... just standing there, my database is about to crash.]

[Tsk tsk tsk, this author really knows how to write; that arrogant attitude makes it sound like they own the subway.]

The system paused for a moment.

Okay, although they certainly have the resources to open another Line 15.

Li Yaoyao wailed in her mind.

"Oh no, it seems like I'm going to fail my mission... QAQ."

"He looks so fierce..."

"If he finds out about our plan..."

"He could crush me like an ant!"

[Recognize your place, host. You're just a minor cannon fodder character for the disgusting male lead.]

The system's tone was like someone chewing potato chips while watching a joke.

However, all you need to do is complete the task—catch him and then dump him…

Beauty, figure, money, and career—all in one go.

Once you return to your original world, this 25-year-old socially awkward and introverted girl will be able to live a carefree life. Can you bear to give that up?

Li Yaoyao pursed her lips.

She transmigrated into an erotic comic called "The Rose That Corrodes the Bones".

She reasonably suspects that the author of this comic, Chun Chun, is seeking revenge on society.

The male and female protagonists are both very sexually active, and they can easily ignite a passionate encounter at the slightest disagreement.

All the main characters are villains, and all the passersby are cannon fodder.

This bombshell turned her into a vicious supporting female character.

Every day is a battleground.

Others who transmigrate into books have to win over the male lead, but what about her?

In the original work, she is a vicious female supporting character who, on the surface, trips up the female lead and plays the female rival.

Actually, it's all because of...

She likes the female lead!

She's a perverted, lewd woman!

According to the plot, this twisted female supporting character wants to seduce the male lead and sleep with him in order to become the female lead.

Then he becomes the most disgusting troublemaker between the male and female protagonists.

Li Yaoyao: "...That's really perverted."

[You've arrived, host! Now head back to school, confront the female lead, and get thoroughly humiliated.]

And then... don't forget you also need to relive the feeling of being beaten.

Li Yaoyao: ...Author, come out here, I promise I won't kill you.

She stood up; her legs were still burning.

The area of ​​skin that had been covered felt like it was on fire.

Suddenly, the image of Qi Yuge's departing figure flashed through my mind.

He has broad shoulders and long legs, and he walks around with his hands in his pockets, looking all cocky.

Li Yaoyao swallowed hard.

It's really exciting.