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

Chapter 27 Li Yaoyao, hide well.

In my dream.

Qi Yuge pressed himself against her from behind, pinching the back of her neck with his fingers.

The force was just right, like pinching a disobedient cat.

His breath brushed against her ear, his voice low and husky, carrying an undeniable domineering presence.

"Come with me, okay?"

She struggled, and he held her even tighter.

When she said no, his eyes darkened.

It was as if some untouchable string had been touched, and he went completely mad.

He held her close to his chest, his voice as cold as ice.

"If you won't come with me, then I'll lock you up and let you play with me as you please."

Then the scene changes.

She was trapped in a cage.

It became a sparrow raised by Qi Yuge.

Whenever a man is in the mood, he'll drag her out.

He tormented her relentlessly.

……

Li Yaoyao sprang up from the bed, her pajamas soaked with cold sweat on the back.

The sky outside the window was already beginning to lighten, and the chirping of birds drifted in.

She sat blankly on the bed, her heart pounding faster than if she had run 800 meters.

"Why would I have such a dream!"

She buried her face in the pillow and wailed softly.

Her cheeks were burning, and the strange sensation lingering between her legs made her want to throw the entire bed, pillow and all, into the trash can.

She rolled over, stared at the ceiling for a while, and then rushed into the bathroom.

The water flowed down my hair, washing away the cold sweat, but it couldn't wash away the images in my mind.

She came out drying her hair and lay back down on the bed, exhausted.

He wrapped himself up in the blanket like a spring roll, with only half of his face showing.

"Noisy."

She spoke in her mind, her voice weak as if she had just finished a marathon.

"Just pretend you didn't see it, okay?"

[Host, I regret to inform you that my sensors are online 24/7.]

"Could you please delete this data?"

[...Admit it, you have desires for Qi Yuge.]

Li Yaoyao pulled the blanket over her head and began to self-motivate.

"Desire can't put food on the table. Desire is driven by hormones, a temporary imbalance of dopamine, and a classic example of the suspension bridge effect!"

"He saved me, and I was so grateful to him that I had a brief moment of infatuation."

"Yes, that's it."

She took a deep breath and clenched her fists under the covers.

"I've made up my mind. I'll leave as soon as I've completed the mission! And stay far away from Qi Yuge!"

However, she really can't face Qi Yuge now.

"I need to calm down."

She turned over in the blanket.

"I want to go back to the countryside to find my mother!"

The system accurately exposed her.

Speak like a human being.

"...Because the protagonist of my erotic dream was him, it was so embarrassing, so I wanted to avoid him for a while."

[Approved.]

She asked Zhou Huai'an for a week's leave, and her reasons were quite valid.

My ear is injured and I need to rest. I'll also take this opportunity to visit my parents back in my hometown.

Zhou Huai'an readily agreed and even asked for her hometown address, saying he would send someone to deliver some things to her aunt.

Li Yaoyao gave it to him without much thought.

The high-speed train goes all the way south, and you still have to transfer to a bus.

The cityscape outside the window gradually faded away, and fields and ponds unfolded from the horizon.

Li Yaoyao stood at the entrance of a village in a southern town, carrying large and small bags.

At the entrance of a farmhouse with gray tiles and white walls.

Loofah vines climbed the courtyard wall, and the gate was ajar.

The comic doesn't focus much on the parents; their names are barely mentioned.

However, she was able to piece together a general outline from the original owner's fragmented memories.

I heard that my father was a passionate lover.

He abandoned his family business in Shanghai and went to the countryside for love, living a poor but warm life with his mother.

However, he passed away early; the original owner had only been born for a short time before he died.

My mother was a textile worker who supplemented the family income through needlework.

A woman raised her child with great hardship.

Li Yaoyao had never met her "mother" Meng Xia, but she knew that she was a good mother.

I never use mobile transfer when sending her living expenses each month; I always go to the post office to make a money order, and the money order slip is crookedly written with "To Nannan".

Li Yaoyao didn't want it, so she sent the harvested goods home instead. Deep inside, there were still red banknotes.

Li Yaoyao stood at the door, raising and lowering her hand three times.

To go in or not to go in, and if you do go in, what to say, what expression to make, and what posture to adopt.

It's all problems.

In the real world, she is quite the opposite.

There is only a father, no mother.

She had never called out those two words before, nor did she know how to call them.

With a creak.

The door opened.

The middle-aged woman looked at Li Yaoyao.

His slightly cloudy eyes gradually turned to surprise.

A person who was not very lively gradually came to life.

"Is it a baby girl?"

She rubbed her eyes, seemingly in disbelief.

"Is that Nannan back?"

The mother quickly stepped forward and cupped Li Yaoyao's face in her hands, her heart aching with heartache.

"Oh dear, how did my little one get so thin?"

"All that little bit of plumpness I've been raising has vanished!"

"What happened to this child? He's become as thin as a stick!"

Li Yaoyao looked down at herself.

He's clearly a chubby little guy.

Perhaps only in her own mother's eyes could she be associated with the words "firewood bones".

Meng Xia spoke fluently and at length.

Full of reproachful concern, and deep affection.

"mom."

She spoke, her voice trembling slightly.

Meng Xia was stunned for a moment, then pulled her into her arms.

The system opens at the appropriate time.

The original owner hadn't been home for almost two years and was very dissatisfied with her family of origin.

Actually, I've been out of contact with my family for a long time.

"Um."

Li Yaoyao thought to herself.

Meng Xia's embrace smelled of laundry soap and sunshine; her arms were strong and warm, wrapping Li Yaoyao up completely.

Li Yaoyao had never experienced such a comfortable embrace.

She buried her face in her mother's floral shirt, slowly raised her arms, and gently hugged her back.

Calling someone "Mom" isn't actually that hard.

Qi Yuge discovered that Li Yaoyao was missing.

I didn't think it was a big deal a couple of days ago.

But on the third day...

Qi Yuge sensed that something was wrong.

after that.

He blocked Yujingtai, the glass room, and Beijing University...

He abandoned a business worth hundreds of millions just to block a little girl like her.

I only realized it belatedly—

The person ran away.

Day .

He sat in a wicker chair outdoors on the estate, with an endless artificial lake and hunting ground in front of him.

Yanyan hovered above his head, and when she got tired, she would land on his shoulder and touch his ear with her beak.

Qi Yuge fed him meat, but Ke Yanyan clearly showed little interest.

The man held his breath.

"You ungrateful little brat who's forgotten your father now that you have a mother! Li Yaoyao has only been feeding you for a few days, and you've already become this spoiled?"

Yanyan rolled her eyes and then flew away.

Qi Yuge stared at the vanished falcon.

It sank for a while.

He cursed.

"……Hold."

The sky was a pale blue, with a few clouds drifting slowly by, one of which was fluffy and round.

He looked at that "cotton candy" and thought of Li Yaoyao.

He placed the whiskey glass in his hand on the stone platform beside him and stretched out a hand into the void.

Then slowly close your five fingers and grasp.

There was nothing between his fingers.

He picked up his phone with one hand and dialed Zhou Huai'an's number.

"Where is Li Yaoyao?"